Nancy Drew

Mom?

Good morning.

There she is.

Sweetie, you could have slept in.

Yeah. Tell it to that guy. Hi.

Guilty.

We only get you for two days before you go back to school.

Yeah, and then I am back for the holidays.

Hey, uh, by the way, whatever happened to turning my bedroom

into a yoga studio?

It is exactly the same down to the glow stars on the ceiling.

Dad's empty-nesting in more predictable ways.

Mm, let me guess,

extra caseload and excessive volunteering.

Bingo.

The Horseshoe Bay Historical Society sees him more than I do.

Hey, speaking of my caseload...

Hmm?

... how'd you like to earn an extra few bucks

helping me out on one while you're home?

Yeah, I'd be happy to.

So, a wealthy client of mine just closed on a new house,

but he says there are problems with the place.

You can meet him this morning. Really nice guy.

- Name's Ned Nickerson. - Cool.

I'll meet him at my usual spot. 10:30?

Nancy, hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Uh, you must be Nancy.

Yeah, you must be Ned.

Please call me Nick.

- Okay, can do. - Uh...

Thanks for, thanks for offering to help.

- Yeah. - Yeah. I got a bit of a real estate

- situation. - Yeah...

Yo, yo, Ivy League in the house.

- Hey. - Bring it in, Drewdles.

- Oh, I missed you. - I missed you, too.

Nice to see you. Hey, guys, she's here.

Damn, having coffee with Nickerson?

I thought college was supposed to make you smarter.

- Hmm... yeah. - Um...

- So we have a history. - It was one date.

Well, half a date. Total disaster. His fault.

There she is.

- How you doing, Ace? - How you doing?

- Hey! - Hey.

Can I?

- Yeah, sure. - How is Columbia?

It's great.

How is, uh, #VanLifeinTheHB?

Oh, Bess's Instagram's been blowing up.

Hey.

It's pretty nice.

It's over six figures.

Nice.

Shoot.

I keep telling them to wipe

the grease off the grill. Guys.

Come on. Are you serious?

Ace, please do something.

- Guys, turn it off! - I'm trying.

Well, there's customers out there. Turn it off.

U-Use that, do something.

Hurry.

There's no smoke.

Where's my locket?

I can't do it anymore.

I didn't kill anyone!

Nancy?

Are you okay?

None of this is real.

You know, uh, maybe it's stress.

Or lack of sleep.

Whatever it is, she's freaking out the patrons.

But The-The Claw does not have patrons, and since when

- do you and I hug? - Since ninth grade.

Since when do you enjoy living in a van?

And since when do you... ?

You're the same... never mind. You and I...

No, we have never met before.

If we've never met, then how do I know

about your football injury?

Or your manslaughter conviction?

Or the $5 million in bearer bonds

that Tiffany Hudson gave you? How do I know about that little,

- you know, bean-shaped scar that's under your... ? - Oh.

What are you, what are y'all playing at here?

Us? We have nothing to do with this.

Nancy's cracked.

Everyone here's... is perfect and happy,

and there's no murder and no ghosts

and my mom is still alive and you all like me.

Wait, Nancy, you're going to scare everyone.

Nancy, are you okay?

I am dreaming. I am stuck in a dream of my perfect life,

and I need to find a way

to wake up and get out of Larkspur Lane.

Wait, what's Larkspur Lane?

It's the psychiatric hospital.

There is no psychiatric hospital in Horseshoe Bay.

Of course there's not, because everything is perfect here.

Oh, my God, if I... if Larkspur Lane does not exist,

then how am I supposed to get back?

Okay. Hey.

Hey.

In your head, in your world,

where is Larkspur Lane?

Mayfield Avenue. 1800.

Eight...

Nancy, that's the house I just bought.

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Nancy said ten minutes.

All she had to do was get the key

that Patrice left in the Whisper Box.

Come on.

Thank you. As safely and cautiously as possible, please.

Right down the stairs.

No one goes in until we're cleared.

We got to go back in. Our friend...

The fire marshal found some kind of structural problem...

cracks in the foundation... no one's allowed in.

Hey, I got a job to do, man.

All right.

Please, right down the stairs.

Here we are, 1800 Mayfield.

Home, sweet home.

And before I could even move in,

you know, some weird things started happening.

Weird stuff like what?

Your 75-year-old boiler

and 100-year-old pipes.

They make those sounds when they deteriorate.

It's calcium deposits.

Boo.

Not a ghost.

This place feels so familiar,

like a déjà vu or something.

Tell me,

in this other reality of yours,

w-we seem like pretty good friends.

I mean, you've seen my...

you've seen my scar.

Yes.

Yeah, it's, uh, it's a long story.

Oh, so more than friends?

Yeah, we were.

So, what happened?

What's up there?

Uh, don't know, haven't checked.

Nick, that's the door.

This has to be the Whisper Box.

If-if I can get through here, then-then maybe I can wake up.

Do you have the key?

Not to, not to this door, but...

I can try.

What is that?

That's the last thing I saw before I woke up here.

Everyone, please move away from the building.

Is your friend okay? She's stuck inside, thanks to you.

Hey, Sal, for your own protection,

you may want to keep your distance from us right now.

You lied about being an orderly,

you sent Nancy to the Whisper Box, and then you pull

- a fire alarm? - To cover for you.

- And I tried to warn Nancy. Let me help. - No, thanks.

We'll get her out ourselves.

You won't. It's the Whisper Box.

You'll die in there, too.

And how do you know that?

I've been in and out of this place for years,

enough to hear its secrets.

The haunting that killed the Roepers is active again,

and you'll need to protect yourselves from it

if you're gonna save Nancy.

Okay, if the haunting started three weeks ago,

why didn't it spread to the rest of the hospital till today?

The priest. You said something about a priest

- visiting Larkspur Lane. - Right, uh, Father...

Sh-Shane.

He sealed the doors of the East Wing,

which someone opened.

What exactly did Father Shane do?

There was odd, mumbly praying,

and-and he was big on the holy water.

He spritzed everywhere.

Bayside Claw.

Ace, I need you to track down a Father Shane

and get a vial of holy water he used to seal the haunted wing

at Larkspur Lane.

So we just sit here and wait?

Is that... ?

Do not...

... turn around. Straight ahead.

Did you bring what was requested?

- Ace... - Listen closely.

There is an evil that comes from Larkspur Lane.

I can't risk going back there.

The-the Church won't condone this, but...