American Horror Story

Matt!

It was something from a nightmare.

Flora!

Flora?

Shelby!

We've had to now

accept the real possibility

that we were looking for a body.

There is no fear like the fear of losing a child.

It is primal.

And it's wrenching.

Got it.

It's Flora's.

I can't explain it.

Seems like you folks have been involved

with a lot of that lately.

Well, that's a goddamn thing to say.

I was grateful,

for all the volunteers

who were helping to look for my daughter.

But the police were a different matter.

I was a cop.

There are thousands of acres of woods out there,

places no one's ever seen.

Then what the hell are we waiting on?

Let's get to work.

And I can sense when something's off.

For all I knew, they were in bed

with the hillbillies who took my Flora.

As a cop, I knew the chances of finding my daughter

were cut in half after 36 hours

of her being reported missing.

After 72,

it's less than 30%.

In this country, over 33,000 kids are missing

at any given time.

Thank you.

Hi. Thank you. Her name's Flora.

My Flora was not gonna be one of those damn numbers.

Thank you so much.

We were each responsible for searching

our own area of the forest.

Flora! Flora?

I didn't want to be out there alone.

Flora?

To be perfectly honest, I...

I was petrified.

It was a very stressful situation.

Walking in that forest,

your mind starts to play tricks.

The lights and shadows in the trees

begin to take on forms and shapes. Flora!

Creatures, apparitions sprung from the subconscious.

But what we found...

wasn't just in my imagination.

Matt!

Shelby!

Don't touch it!

There could be evidence.

Are you sure that's Flora's doll?

Look what they did to it.

It's evil.

She was here.

She's close by.

Flora!

Flora!

It was something from a nightmare.

About a hundred yards from where we found the doll,

we stumbled onto this skeleton of a farm.

Looked like a place no one

wanted to be, but there was a chance Flora was inside.

Flora?

Oh, my God.

Who lives like this?

Ugh.

She's not here.

Whole place is empty.

What's that?

Something is still here.

Ugh.

Pigs again.

Flora?

Flora!

Flora?

Flora?

Flora!

Flora?

- Flora! - Flora.

Flora. Flora.

Flora. Flora.

Flora! Flora!

Matt brought the cops to the farm.

They were just as shocked as we were

by what we found in that barn.

There was no sign of the rest of the Polk family.

It was like they just took off

and abandoned those...

poor things.

All I kept thinking was if that family treated

their own flesh and blood like animals,

what were they doing to my baby?

We did a thorough search of the farmhouse

and based on what we could gather,

they were occupying the land illegally.

Now, it looks like they probably knew we were coming, so they

took the girl and fled before

we could catch them. I guess they figured

those boys could fend for themselves.

Oh, Jesus. And now they could be anywhere.

Sir, sir, you can't go in there!

Mason, I'm so sorry. Where are they?

The boys we found are in the interview room.

Someone's talking to them now.

I can do my own interrogating. Hey, sir!

I can't let you go in there. That's my kid they took!

Mason, let them do their job.

For Flora's sake.

Come on, man.

Come on, brother.

A social worker tried talking to those boys

to see if they knew anything, but...

they could barely speak.

I'll give you another piece if you tell me your name.

Croatoan! Croatoan!

That was all they said.

It was the only word they knew.

At the time...

none of us understood what it meant.

But we'd later come to understand

that it was a warning.

Flora!

Flora!

Flora!

Flora!

Flora!

Flora!

Flora!

Flora!

Flora had been missing

for more than 72 hours.

Flora?

The FBI agent wasn't gonna say it...

Flora, baby!

...and neither was I.

But we both had to now

accept the real possibility...

...that we were looking for a body.

It was late.

We hadn't slept in days.

It was time to take a break.

None of us wanted to, but we couldn't see straight.

But Matt was right-- better to get some rest,

and be fresh and alert in the morning.

I was exhausted, not myself,

but even on my best day,

I wasn't ready for what Mason came at me with.

Where is she?

Where's Flora?

I've had enough of this bullshit.

FBI, cops. Grieving mother bullshit?

Where you hiding her?

Mason, come on.

Lee was with us when Flora wandered off.

I'm not stupid!

You were gonna lose

custody of her, and you knew it.

You'd have been lucky

to have supervised visitation!

What's your plan?

Have us all look till we wear out?

Then you sneak away with her to Mexico or something?

Mason, stop.

Now, you know me.

I would never do anything like that.

You did something exactly like that!

You kidnapped her!

From school.

It's time the police heard about it.

If that's really

what you believe, why are you only saying it now?

Why didn't you tell the police?

I know how the police work.

FBI.

If they focused on Lee,

suddenly nobody's out looking for Flora.

Which is exactly what will happen

if you start saying this shit!

It's time for that!

The only way we're gonna

find out where you hid her

is by getting it out of you!

No, Mason. You know me.

That's our baby out there.

Ours-- Oh, oh!

Hey! Hey, Mason!

Are you all right? I'm fine.

I'm fine.

We were all on edge.

Running on fumes.

I must've been riding on adrenaline till then,