Secrets of Sulphur Springs

Previously on "Secrets of Sulphur Springs"...

My dad said it was all his fault.

That has to mean he did something to Savannah.

Think it's Savannah?

** Here at dear Camp Tremont **

Your brother is missing, and you're worried about a ghost?

This is serious!

So is this!

Not all my memories here were happy.

What happened to Savannah

is not something I've ever talked about with anyone.

Hello? Can you hear me?

I-- I dared her to spend the night...

alone in the basement.

Savannah must have found the portal.

Which means she could still be alive somewhere in time.

1960?

Big storm's coming. It's not safe here.

Wait. Someone's inside.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

Listen, we don't have a lot of time.

I really need you to come with us.

It could change everything.

We need to get back to the hatch now.

Go!

Where is Savannah? -She was right behind me.

-Mom, what happened? You okay?

I just wasn't looking. There was something--

You look like you saw... a ghost.

No.

It was right there...

in the mirror.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

Let's go. Now!

No more excuses, Ben.

No more finger pointing. Just tell me.

What did you do to Savannah?

Jess...

I'm sorry I blamed you.

Minute I got to town, it was the only thing I wanted to say--

Save the apology. I just want the truth.

I found this for the cops.

Harper wears it all the time.

It's got her scent all over it.

For the dogs?

Like in the movies?

That's great.

Thank you, baby.

It's Sarah.

-Any news? I'm at the house...

Something very strange is going on here, Ben.

We're getting out now.

Sarah, what's wrong?

Sarah?

Sorry, Ms. Campbell.

No one answered, so I let myself in.

Oh, it's fine.

You just scared me, that's all.

Do you have news?

Yes. We may have found something.

Sarah? Sarah, what's wrong?

Dad, are you there?

Yeah, you've got to get here fast.

Savannah! Hold on, we're coming!

Pull harder. We have to get it open!

I'm pulling as hard as I can!

Savannah!

Griffin...

Griffin, stop pushing and listen. We have to go!

What? Why?

Because there's no point.

The hatch is stuck. That tree must've fallen on it.

-Come on. -No!

Savannah was right behind us. She could be hurt.

Exactly. Which is why we have to get out of here

and go back though the portal again, then home.

Home? How's that going to help her?

That was a huge storm.

The second we get back, we'll check records from 1960.

Old newspapers, anything that can tell us if a girl was found.

You mean, if she was injured or...

There's no time to think about it. Let's go.

Once we get past the camp office,

it's a straight shot to the hatch.

Got here as fast as we could.

What is it? I couldn't tell.

But I thought maybe you can.

Boot print. Fairly fresh.

Do you recognize the brand, the tread?

Size looks close.

Maybe Harper's from last night?

What I was thinking.

You asked for something of Harper's.

Ah, that's perfect.

Go!

He's got something.

Wait, everyone-- I know where they are.

-Griffin? -Harper?

Back here. -Oh!

You called the police?

-Mom, I'm so sorry-- -Are you okay?

We were so worried. -Where were you?

Uh, we walked to Rayville,

to catch a bus.

Yeah.

So you were trying to run away?

Um...

Kind of, yeah.

Sorry.

It was mostly my idea.

I just wanted to get out of here.

We both did.

Because we were keeping you apart?

Or is it because of your dad?

A little of both, I guess.

Why did you come back?

Well, I, um...

Because Griffin talked me into it.

Yep.

You know what? I'm gonna need another hug.

Can we go home now?

There's an important... assignment I have to finish.

Fine, but we've got a stop to make first.

Why are we here?

When we were looking for you,

Topher said you come here a lot...

to feel closer to your dad.

I thought maybe that's why you ran away...

because I kept you away from him...

and the memories.

That's not why we left.

Even so, I realize it was wrong, what I was doing.

Not talking about it.

You want to lead the way?

I'll do it.

Toph, I know you don't really remember your dad,

but you look and sound more like him each day.

Figured that's where I got my good looks.

It's true, you did.

Very handsome.

I've always wondered...

what made you fall in love with Dad?

Well, a lot of things,

but mostly because...

he could make me laugh like no one else.

He also knew exactly what to say to tick me off.

He used to love pushing my buttons.

Kinda like someone else I know.

How did you meet?

When we were kids...

at Camp Tremont, believe it or not.

Guess you could say, he was the one good thing to come out of that place.

Really? That long ago?

It was the last day.

I was going home, and my duffel was huge.

He offered to help.

Darn thing must've weighed more than he did.

He had this goofy grin on his face,

and he stuck his hand out and he said,

"Hi, I'm Chris."

His voice broke. I remember it so clearly.

We just laughed.

I'm sorry I haven't talked more about your father.

It's just--

After the accident, when we lost him,

I... didn't know what to say...

to anyone.

You guys became my rock.

And I love you both so much.

I'm sorry, Ben. It's just too much.

I can't do this anymore.

Do what? What are you talking about?

What do you think?

I've had enough. I'm done.

The kids and I are moving back to Chicago.

Okay, wait.

I know it seems like nothing's going right

-since we moved here. Seems like?

That's an understatement.

Look, Ben, I've tried,

but I'm starting to believe this place really is haunted.

Fine, then we'll fix it. We'll bring someone in or--

No. This ends now.

The secrets,

the conversations with Jess.

I mean, you lied to me about knowing Savannah.

What else are you hiding?

Wait, Dad told you he knew Savannah?

Griff, uh...

Just go to bed.

You are two hours early.

Yes! I thought I'd get a jump on the day.

By breaking and entering?

So I could do some extra research

-for a history project. -Mm-hmm?

What's this project about?

-The Great Storm of 1960. -Oh.

The internet has a zillion links

but not enough pictures.

But lucky for you, before there was the internet,