Dead Night

Well? This is it.

Wow, baby. This is so romantic.

Yeah.

Nothing but the best for my best girl.

I think there's something out there.

I'm sure it's just the wind or a cat or something.

No baby, I'm serious.

I'll go check it out.

Be right back.

Somebody help me!

Oh God it hurts!

Oh God!

It's a girl.

Jason.

- Jason! - Casey?

You got such a beautiful name.

Casey.

Casey.

I could see why you might want to call me that.

Okay. Mom.

Sorry.

She's your mother. Show some respect.

Sure thing, Mr. Pollack.

Stop trying to impress your sister's friends.

Mom, that's disgusting.

Don't get your hopes up, Becky.

Becky thinks you're a loser.

All right, you guys.

Get it all out of your system

or else you're gonna be sleeping outside tonight.

Not you, Becky. You're cool.

Hey.

How are you?

Steve's an a-hole.

He knew three weeks ago,

so I don't really care what he thinks.

He can bring in a sub.

Okay. It's all right. Go back to sleep.

I can't sleep.

I'm starting to pick up too much energy.

James.

How about you, kids?

Anyone else feel that sweet energy?

Your mom didn't tell you the cabin's built

on a pile of magic rocks?

Okay, we don't need to get into this with them.

Get into what?

Your mom's trying to cure me.

Please tell me we're not going to a hippie commune.

No, we're not going to a hippie commune.

It's just a vacation.

On top of a deposit of iron oxide.

Don't overthink it!

There are places like this all over the world.

It's totally normal.

Your mom's friend Mika is into hoodoo.

She's not into hoodoo.

It's what she does for a living.

Does what for a living?

Becky doesn't want to hear this, right?

Yeah, Becky wants to hear this.

You want to hear this, right?

I, I do want to hear this?

Yeah. See? She wants to hear this.

All right, this is just what Mika told me.

But she said that if you live

on top of this energy for a while,

then it kind of realigns everything inside of you.

Sounds kind of like bullshit.

Yeah well, let's hope this bullshit works.

That's it?

Help your dad with the bags.

I'm really sorry about this.

It's okay.

Really?

Because I thought it was gonna be like,

fun in the mountains, not weird, creepy

energy house.

Seriously, it is fun.

Sounds creepy.

Oh, Mika says that the front door

is gonna be locked.

We have to go around the side.

It's supposed to be cooler on the inside.

Well, by "cooler," I hope you mean warmer

because it's freezing.

All right, buddy. Help me lift...

What do you think?

Well, it's a house.

What do you think?

Kind of rustic.

Wait ‘til we get the fire going.

It's nice.

Honey, go open the front door

and help your brother with the groceries.

Thank you.

No, you're good.

Let me help.

I already dragged you out here.

I don't need you to help with the groceries.

Are you gonna be okay in here with them?

They're just your parents.

Yeah. But they're crazy.

Go help your brother.

Okay.

Thank you for doing this.

I know you don't,

I know you don't really want to be...

Maybe it'll work.

Honey, look. It's snowing.

What are you doing?

Uh, nothing.

I feel better already.

Ha-ha.

I do.

This is the best I have felt in a very long time.

What else could a guy want?

It was here during one spring vacation

that a young family came to enjoy some rest

and relaxation.

And gain a bit of hope.

But what they found was the opposite.

Ending with four gruesome murders,

and a still missing teenage girl.

All at the hands of one Casey Pollack.

Who would soon become known in the press as...

the "Axe Mom."

Casey Pollack worked the night shift as a nurse,

coming home most mornings just in time

to make her children their lunches

and see her husband off to work

as a local high school physical education teacher.

But her family is in terrible danger.

Casey Pollack, the loving wife and mother,

is an illusion

hiding a terrible monster inside.

Detective Dean Walker, a 14 year veteran

of the Mt. Ryerson Police Department

remains lead detective on the Pollack case.

Detective Walker,

Casey Pollack's crimes were

by any standard heinous.

Was this something you believe she thought of beforehand?

What she did was incomprehensible.

And the amount of planning that went into it...

She knew exactly what she was doing.

The way she performed the killings...

The sheer number of executions she performed

in such a short period of time...

with zero remorse, none.

She made no attempt to hide what she had done.

It was here, at Shand Healing Estates

a service specializing in spiritual retreats

that Casey began planning

her family getaway.

Mm. Sorry about the smell in here.

It doesn't smell.

It doesn't smell gross in here?

It's probably just wet.

Yeah, the fucking drawer's stuck.

- Thank you. - Mm-hm.

Do you think that's the cabin that we're in?

Yeah, looks like it.

Dad?

Jason?

Mr. Pollack?

Ladies, let's go find their ax.

Get those boots on, pronto.

Pronto?

Yeah. Pronto.

You, too... blonde girl.

Becky, Dad. Her name's Becky.

Becky.

Of course. It's the cancer.

Let's go.

Just go get the bags first, 'kay?

All right.

The ladies are in this room with the two beds.

You and I...

are in here.

Wait, wait. We're sharing a room?

Ah shit. Not cool.

The service up here sucks.

I told my grandma I'd let her know

I got here safe.

Uh, there's a landline. Go ahead and use that.

- It's dead. - Shit.

Batteries.

Is there another one?

James, is there a phone in the bedroom?

I, I didn't see one.

Sorry, honey. Is Lily gonna worry?

I had texted her from the car that we're almost here.

It's okay, Mrs. Pollack.

You girls wanna help me cook dinner?

Brrr.

No luck on the ax.

I'm gonna check the flu.

Then we'll look for wood.

In the woods.