Beware the Boogeyman

It's Melissa.

- Hey, honey. I'm on my way to my orientation.

Ah, yeah, yeah, I, I should be home

around four, I would think.

It's a small facility, I can't imagine

it will take longer than that,

especially since they dragged me out here on a Sunday.

Okay, honey. I'll call you later.

Love you too. Bye.

Hello? Is anybody here?

Dr. Makenzie?

Dr. Tristian Makenzie? - Ah, yes, that's me.

Ah, you must be Dr. Patterson.

Actually, I'm Dr. Gabey Moon.

I'm the director of the residency program here

at Silverdale Psychiatric Hospital.

Well, it's a pleasure to meet you.

Oh!

Was it an accident?

- Carelessness. Never turn your back on a patient.

This way, please.

This is the administrative wing.

Patients are kept on the fourth and sixth floor,

oh, depending, of course, on their current mental condition.

This is where all the pencil pushing is done.

So we've got Patorius, Durand.

Lucia's around the corner.

And this is the coat closet.

You know, my, my personal recommendation is don't leave

anything of value behind.

Our cleaning lady's a little bit of a kleptomaniac.

And this is my office.

Got medical record storage and decompression room.

Look, I'm sure you can see by now

that we are a very small state-funded hospital.

We've got 27 residents and five doctors.

Yes, I see that.

I've worked in my fair share of smaller facilities.

I've read your file,

but I can tell you that it doesn't give me the breadth

or depth of which I need to know, you specifically.

- You are hiring for senior houseman, are you not?

Indeed, we are.

Look, Dr. Makenzie, I don't want you

to take offense to this.

You seem possibly like you're maybe more suited

for one of the fashionable facilities,

ones where wealthy old men are holding your hand

and, and telling you how horrible their mothers were.

We're a long way from Seattle.

I've worked with my fair share

of disturbed patients during my training.

If you are trying to warn me

that the patients here are potentially dangerous,

you needn't worry. - Dangerous?

Hardly. Disturbed, I'll give you that.

And they're also very extraordinary and strange.

Huh, strange?

What's the strangest case

that's come from a little place like this?

- Believe me, I've seen strange things come

and I've seen strange things go,

but the strangest phenomenon I have ever seen

in my entire career is a very specific delusion

that's shared by five of our residents.

A very specific delusion.

- Mass suggestion. - You'd think so.

But upon careful review and thorough review

of all of their files, we decided early on

to impose a non-contact between all of them.

That way we could tease out possibly where

the delusion was coming from

or what the common thread was between all five.

It's a very specific delusion.

Well, I look forward to meeting them all

and assisting in any way I can.

Ah.

Do you wanna see them?

What?

The files?

Oh, yes. I, I'd love to see the files.

Cathy McGowin.

She's been here for about five years.

Cathy is a special case. Possibly the most dangerous.

It's unclear when she began experiencing the onset symptoms

of paranoid schizophrenia, but it's also unclear

what happened to her victims.

Well, this is it.

What do you think? - It's cute.

And you weren't kidding when you said

you lived out in the sticks.

Yeah, I like the peace and quiet.

No one around.

It's been a long drive. You must need another drink.

Mm-hmm.

Come on.

It's, ah, it's a nice place you got.

- It's old, nothing works half the time, but thanks.

Just you here?

More or less.

You grew up in this place?

Why do you say that?

- Oh, just a big house for such a small girl.

It's my parents actually.

Ah.

They, ah, they are around?

Not anymore.

Good.

So, um, what do you wanna do?

You know, listen to some music, ah,

maybe a little dancing, some music?

Sure.

There's a record player if you wanna pick something out.

All right.

- I'm gonna use the powder room and freshen up.

Sounds good.

Well, that's an on choice.

Ah, huh. Oh, very nice.

Yeah. It's like it was calling to me and it's, it's my song.

Mm.

Listen Glen,

I'm not usually in the business

of bringing random guys home.

Well I, well I hope not.

Don't tease me.

I've been to bed with six guys,

three boyfriends, three one night stands.

Good to know.

- I asked you to come back with me tonight because,

well, I don't wanna sleep alone.

I don't think anybody does.

I mean, we're all looking for some sort of companionship.

You know, someone to, someone to touch,

someone to wake up next to.

That's not what I'm talking about.

Then what?

- I'm afraid - Of?

This house.

What's wrong with this house?

- It's not exactly the house that I'm afraid of.

Then what? Come on.

Don't be just scaredy-cat.

- All right, big guy. What are you scared of?

- Nothing scares me. - Mm, really?

- I'm serious. - Come on.

Okay, well there might be one thing.

Come on.

I was a kid.

13, if I remember correctly.

My brother made me participate in Montezuma's Revenge.

You know what that is? Knotts Berry Farm?

Fastest coaster on the West Coast?

What? Not good enough for you?

That's not what I'm talking about.

Come on.

There's gotta be something that really scares you.

Maybe something

from when you were a kid,

something that haunts you to this day.

- You know. - Yeah.

Hmm. There might be something.

When I was 11, maybe 12,

me and my brother Roy would play

by this old lake during the summer.

I can remember one hot summer in particular,

we took our fishing poles to this lake.

Do you think you can catch a catfish?

- Roy sees something furry floating in the water.

Some, something.

And he starts nudging it with a tree branch,

closer and closer to the shore.

- Come on, Roy. - And I can see that it's

some sort of animal. - What is that?

- Suddenly he's yelling at me, "Get it, get it!"

So I reach into the water

and I pull out this young Scotty dog.

- Is that a dog? - And it must've been dead

for a while because it was stiff.

I'm talking stiff as a board. - What the heck?

You could've propped this thing up

and it would've stood up straight.

Poor thing must've been dead for a while

because both of its eyes were wide open.

Whoa, look at its eye.

- I'll never forget looking into those eyes,

had one blue and one green one.

- Is that it? - Not even close.

We decided to bury the dog in the forest

and then just sort of forgot about it.

And we started down the path and immediately

I felt something was wrong, like something was following us.

Suddenly, I turn around and there's that young Scotty dog

running up towards us. - Oh my God.

And that's when I noticed,

one blue and one green eye

and it smelled like the lake.

Huh, to this day, when I'm alone, I,

I think maybe I'm not,

then I imagine it's that one dead dog

with one blue and one green eye.