Kryptic

I'm gonna make new friends.

That's what people do.

You're a normal person. You're a normal person.

You can make conversation.

It's gonna be fine.

Okay.

Hello, everyone!

My name is Cooper, and I'd like to welcome

the Cedar Springs Women's Walking Club

to Krypto Peak.

I know this is your first outing

as a group but I'm sure it'll be a...

great ice-breaker. Any questions?

-Nope. - No?

Okay, well, then, let's go!

Follow me...

into the trail!

Let me know if I... go too fast.

The smell...

The smell of the natural beauty of Krypto Peak, right?

Take it in. Can't get this in the city!

Good pace, everyone!

Okay. Remember we're a team!

We go in together, we go out together.

Look at that valley, huh?

Naturally beautiful, but we do have to remain vigilant

because you never know what could be on your tail.

Okay! Come on down.

Everyone gather around, gather around here.

So, how many of you are here because of some fascination

with the case of Barb Valentine?

Barb Valentine was a veteran

in the field of cryptozoology

and a bit of a local legend.

The thing is, her disappearance is shrouded in mystery.

Now, "Crypto... what did he just say?"

- - It means

"the study of the hidden," and its fundamental aim

is to prove the existence of creatures

like Ogopogo, the Yeti... like Bigfoot.

Bigfoot? I... In this forest?

No, no, no, no.

Something way scarier

and infinitely more dangerous.

But listen, listen. Shh.

Three years ago, it was here on Krypto Peak,

they found Barb's things--

a tent, a sleeping bag,

but no body,

no bones, no blood, nothing.

No trace of Barb whatsoever.

What on earth was this Barb lady trailing?

The Sookama, or "Sooka," for short.

The first documented sighting was back in 1925,

when a hiker claimed he was trailed

by a tall bipedal creature

covered in dark hair,

with a mole-like face.

-Sounds cute, don't it? -

But, listen, recent reports are more abstract.

Metaphysical disturbances that are...

allegedly tampered with the space-time continuum

of a few unlucky souls.

Let's pray she's still alive.

Probably just upped and left,

pissed at her man.

Okay, let's keep going.

We have a lot of walking ahead of us,

so let's keep moving, okay?

Come on. Follow me.

Watch your step.

Please be extra careful.

No tripping, that's my only rule.

I have a few more rules, obviously,

but definitely an important one.

Oh, by the way, watch out for bears.

I mean, they're more scared of us than we are of them,

but some are pretty aggressive.

I don't know. I don't know, I...

-I told you, I don't know. - Does anyone know

what this Kay Hall actually looks like?

Dressed nice, I think?

Nice leggings and windbreaker and stuff.

We just spent an hour retracing our fucking steps.

Stay in touch.

Okay. So, this is the deal.

Before we call the big boys in,

Head Office suggests we go through the roster again,

only this time, move to the side when I call your name, okay?

Okay, Dina Anderson. Good.

Tricia Burnett. Okay.

Chloe Bohonos.

Thank you.

Cherie Collard. Yeah.

Avery Graham. Okay.

Kay Hall?

Okay.

Maggie McLaren.

Good.

Connie Rhys.

Thank you.

Enid Sternberg.

Yeah. Vivienne Wang.

Thanks.

Jean Wilson.

Kay Hall?

You're shitting me.

Are you Kay Hall, sweetie?

Where were you when he did the first head count?

Is this some kind of sick joke?

Okay.

Show's over, ladies. That's it.

Thank you for coming.

- Is she okay? - We'll end it there.

Yep. That'll conclude our... our day.

Thank you. Thank you.

Yeah, we got her.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Your guess is as good as mine. I don't know.

Yeah, I just-- I just cut it there.

Yeah! Other than that, it was pretty good.

"Kay Hall."

Hello?

Hello?

Jesus.

Yes?

Oh, is this a bad time?

-Kay? -Oh, sorry, I thought...

It's Don. Yale Road Center.

How was your trip?

Uh... Hi, Don.

I... I'm sorry to bother you on your day off,

but we have a situation, and no one else is available.

Um, a... a situation?

Is there any way you could come in this afternoon?

Dr. Singh's mother's been taken in ill

with a suspected stroke, and among other things,

we've got an emergency extraction.

Shit.

You'd be doing us

-a huge favor. -Uh...

-Sure. - Oh, great!

We'll see you at one.

Thanks, Kay. Bye-bye.

I'm a dentist?

I'm a fucking vet?

Hey, Kay.

What happened to you?

So...

Mrs. Kim comes in screaming,

with sweet little Buster.

I'm telling you, everything was hanging out.

Bone, ligaments, nerves.

She fought off this crazy fucking poodle

with a spade.

How was your trip?

Sorry, I...

Kay!

Where are you going?

Barb...

Valentine.

What the hell?

What the fuck is going on?

Jesus!