Nancy Drew

All right, Hannah texted a backup 12th-century recipe

for removing supernatural parasites.

All we need is vinegar, a crucifix and some spoiled eggs.

We got plenty of those in storage, right?

We're almost out of crickets.

George, we have been at this all night.

How many remedies for removing

supernatural parasites do you have?

Till we get it right.

Ah.

Mm.

Ready for my close-up.

On three. One, two.

The Wraith is still attached?

Stronger than ever?

That's probably why you can see the marks

without the camera.

Hey, Hannah. How's your side of the research coming?

We need an S.O.S. Please call me back. Thanks.

Okay, I say we hack town records,

look for the earliest accounts of the Wraith.

And I'll speak to the park ranger's office,

uh, get a crash course on the Gorham Woods.

So, the Wraith hitched a ride out on you

because you stayed behind as bait?

I want to have a talk about impulse control

on the other side of this.

If I make it to the other side of this,

we can talk about anything you want.

Hey, you're gonna beat this.

Okay?

You beat Everett, and you put him in prison.

We're not in the clear with that yet.

What if Everett decides to tell the world that Carson raised me?

I mean, he-he could destroy you, take you to court,

file kidnapping charges.

I don't think he would do that.

If he outs you as his granddaughter,

you inherit his company.

He's right. He cut me off,

he froze my assets.

I can't even afford Celia's funeral right now.

Oh, Ryan, I'm really sorry.

Ah, don't be sorry, because all that matters right now

is that we help you.

I mean, you're all I got left.

So...

I'm gonna get you another water, okay?

Hey, I think the best thing you can do for me is

to stop hovering, and then,

also, to go with Ryan

and help him lay Celia to rest.

He needs a dad right now.

Here you go.

Thank you.

All right. - Go, please.

The minute anything changes, call.

I will.

Chicken chips?

It's nourishment for our road trip.

Amanda and I are gonna take it to the next level

as long as no one dies in the next 24 hours.

Here comes the other Bobbsey Twin.

Hey. Why haven't you answered my calls?

You've been ignoring me. - Um...

What happened to you? - Nothing.

It's just a supernatural malady.

But, um, we've got it under control, and I'll...

I'll give you a call. - No. No. Why are you pushing me away?

Hey.

It's Hannah. Maybe she's got something.

Hey. What did you find?

Since the only sightings of the Wraith

until now have been in Gorham Woods,

it's likely that's where it was born.

If we can find out how something was born,

we can understand how it needs to die.

So do we just ask it? - The creation

of an entity this powerful could have left a supernatural echo,

a-an imprint of the past that reverberates

through time in the place where it happened.

Well, how do we access the echo?

I know of an inversion ritual

that will use the Wraith like an antenna

and Nancy like a receiver as a way

to actually see what happened on the day it came into being.

It's very risky.

I can walk you through the records I found.

Can I talk to you for a second? - Mm.

So you're gonna ignore me and consider their insane plan?

I don't know if it's the Wraith,

or if you've always had bad judgment.

Hannah's never failed me before.

Come with me. You don't need them.

Ah.

Those marks weren't there before.

You're getting worse. It's because of them.

Will you listen to me now?

I'm getting worse because of you.

The Wraith made it so I didn't see the worst parts of you.

You put me down.

What a stupid plan.

You undercut me.

You tried to isolate me... - What?

...from my friends, and they warned me. - You're not

yourself right now. This is the Wraith talking. - No!

Clearly, if you just... - It is the Wraith's fault

that we lasted this long.

This whole time, it's been manipulating me

and feeding off of my vulnerabilities.

We're not doing this anymore, Gil.

You're breaking up with me?

Now?

You'll regret this.

Hey. - Hmm?

All this time,

the Wraith made you think there was no separating you from it.

You just proved that wrong.

Ready?

Dark spirit, reveal to us your origin.

We call on this forest to show us the past.

Dark spirit, reveal to us your origin.

Whoa. Something's happening.

Nancy!

Can she hear us? - She can't.

She's the projector we're gonna see this through.

Temperance Hudson, come no farther!

You think your barrier can keep me from entering Horseshoe Bay

again?

You left me no choice

but to create an entity strong enough

to destroy your pathetic barrier.

Temperance, don't do this.

Stop. Stop it, Temperance.

Your ritual has failed.

All that's left of your entity is a deformed wraith.

Still, we cannot let you live to pass through our barrier again.

No. No!

Please!

Nancy. Ooh.

What, uh... what-what happened?

Did you see the birth of the Wraith?

It was made by your ancestor-- Temperance.

I guess my Hudson problems really are far from over.

The Wraith was made of Hudson blood,

so that's why it latched on to me.

It could smell its creator.

Then that's how we fight it.

In the blood.

You drew a fish. - It's a lacrimatory.

The vial of Temperance's own tears that she used

to power the supernatural device that created the Wraith.

If we can track down the tools

that she used, maybe we can, um...

I don't know-- reverse the process, destroy it.

Show-off.

Ryan says there's nothing like this device

in the Hudson vaults.

Maybe we could build it. - Aah.

I mean, I can sketch the outside of it,

but I have no clue what mechanisms were inside.

But if this thing is-is still out there,

I think I got an idea how to find it.

Humans take, what, 1.8 billion photos a day.

And most of them end up on the Internet.

We just need to find one of these.

It's time for my masterpiece.

This is everything that Hannah had.

According to this, Temperance was a troubled young woman

who actually started going against the women in white.

She tried making contact with a diabolical power

hiding beneath the town,

putting everyone's lives in danger.

So the other women separated her from her power source

by building a barrier strong enough to last

seven generations. Seven was their... their special number.

It was a biblical numerology thing.

Listen to this. "A decade after

"the women in white killed Temperance... - No! No!

"her daughter, Charity, stole her belongings

"back from the women in white,

including the device used to create the Wraith."

Rumor was she settled in New York.

Geotags in New York? - Mm-hmm. I'll text Ace.

Ooh, and I'll make some crisis nachos.

Oops! Sorry, that's your bag.

Uh, this isn't...

This isn't Hannah's,is it?

Um... Ugh.

I was researching wills.

For me. To leave my share of The Claw in Jesse's name.

George...

You might not have much time left.

You don't want to just start focusing

on-on doing what's best for you?

No.

Look, ever since I kicked that blood bucket,

I have been running from an early death.

I'm tired of it.

I don't want to think about how I'm not gonna see