Light as a Feather

Previously on Light As A Feather...

Have you ever played Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board?

The slumber party game?

Before we lifted each other,

she told this story

about how each of us were gonna die.

Damn it, why can't I read you?

So, Violet has a shrine to this Marc guy,

and he killed himself.

You think she killed him?

I don't know.

I know you sabotaged me,

and I'm gonna prove that you killed Olivia.

Better hurry. You might be next.

First she killed Olivia!

Stay away! You're insane!

Candace was right. You're a psycho.

I'll explain.

What the hell?

Oh, no.

Yeah, this is Mr. Morris, faculty parking.

Anybody copy?

Hello?

Um...

Hey, buddy?

You okay?

You can't park here.

Hey!

Hey, buddy!

Oh.

Hey.

Hey, man, you all right?

Uh... Uh, this is Principal Morris,

Willow Falls High School faculty parking!

I need assistance!

Ohh!

Hey, did you ask him?

Who?

Captain Self-Tanner. Richmond.

Did you ask him about Marc Regan?

Couldn't help but notice he was at your place on Friday.

- No, I haven't. - Wait, what?!

McKenna, are you forgetting what's happening here?

No. Obviously not.

We're dealing with some crazy-ass black magic bullshit.

I get it, Trey.

But I'm gonna have to do it my way.

I need to find the right moment.

And when will that be?

What is this?

I don't know. I just got here.

No gawking. Get to class.

Hey, Kim, what's going on?

You didn't hear? Principal Morris found Isaac

passed out in his car this morning.

He's in a coma,

and people are saying he ODed.

Did you hear about Isaac?

Yeah.

People are saying drugs, but I don't believe it.

Are you sure?

Bad decisions are in fashion now.

I wonder if Candace has heard.

No idea. I tried calling her this weekend,

- but she hasn't called me back. - Me, either.

Although I can't say I'm shocked she didn't show today.

Good morning, students and faculty.

I just wanted to give an update

on the unfortunate incident that happened over the weekend

with our friend, Isaac Salcedo.

So now she's Katie Couric?

I just spoke with Isaac's family,

and they're super hopeful that he'll be out of the coma soon,

but for now, they are asking for privacy.

I will keep you all updated as soon I learn more.

In the meantime, keep him in your thoughts and prayers.

Thank you so much, Willow Falls High.

Since when are Isaac and Violet even friends?

I have no idea,

but Candace was not happy about it.

Look, until we can explain

all the weird shit that's been going on,

we need to stay way clear of Violet.

Love to, but it just so happens I have auto shop with Vampira,

and she's my damn project partner.

You've reached Candace. Either I'm not here to take your call or...

Candace is not answering.

Hey, it's me. Call me back.

Where the hell is she?

Good morning, Candace.

What is this?

Oh, that's some grapefruit, we have granola,

- we have some tea. - No! No... this! Where am I?

Oh, of course.

You were pretty sedated when you came in last night.

Here, why don't you take your medication fir...

- No, don't touch me! - Okay.

All right, you've been through a lot, sweetie.

But don't worry.

You're gonna get better here.

Here? Where's here?

The Daybridge Center.

Where's my phone?

It's in a safe place with the rest of your things.

We can call your mother if you like.

- Yes! Call her! - Okay.

Just sit tight and relax.

We all just want you to get better.

The doctor will be in shortly.

Wait, doctor?

All right, guys, I want to do 20 sprints today.

I want to work on some of the same stuff from yesterday.

We're gonna do 20 forehands, 20 backhands.

I want to do volleys at the net, and, uh...

Uh, actually, head out to the court now

and do the new stretching routine

Coach gave you guys and some suicide lines,

and I'll be right there.

- Cool? - All right, cool.

Thanks, guys.

Hey, uh, Richmond.

Heard you were down here.

I'm looking at a new assistant coaching job.

- What do you want? - I don't want a fight. I just...

If this... If this is about my sister,

I don't want to hear you talk about her,

or even say her name.

Look, there is some dangerous stuff happening,

and McKenna is too afraid to tell you about it.

What?!

I've seriously about had it with all your bullshit.

I get it. We don't like each other,

but you need to tell me everything you know about Marc Regan.

Marc? Why... why Marc?

Did he ever talk to you about his girlfriend?

Violet?

Why is this so important?

It's about McKenna.

And Olivia.

Did either of them tell you

about the game they played on Halloween night?

All right, the assignment is simple.

Each team must disassemble and document

each part of these carburetors

and then put them back together again.

Get to it.

We need to drain the oil pan first.

Thanks, I know.

What?

I'm sending you a link.

My parents took my phone.

Okay, so check it when you get it home.

Thanks for your concern, but I'm clean now.

I wasn't thinking about you.

I was thinking about McKenna's sister.

It's funny, everyone's so concerned about you and these pills,

and then there's Jennie, who died of a heart attack,

triggered by drugs.

It's crazy no one's figured it out yet.

Especially McKenna.

Work faster.

I don't want an "F."

Or I could just shoot this on over to McKenna.

Stop! Just... What do you want?

We have to play Light as a Feather again.

You, me, McKenna and Candace.

- Why? - Because I said so.

Help convince them.

Or it all comes out.

Hey, how was Violet in auto shop?

- McKenna... - What? Alex, what's wrong?

I just... I need to tell you something.

What is this?

Me and Richmond hugged it out down in the locker room.

Yeah, he told me

about what happened to Olivia during the car crash.

And about the game at the cemetery.

So you think we're insane now?

No.

Not if you believe it.

Is this real, McKenna?

I just...

I didn't want to make things weirder between us,

and I didn't want you to think that I was crazy,

or that I was making stuff up about Olivia.

But, yeah, I think it's real.

Okay.

Then I'll call Mrs. Regan.

I told you that I was going to tell him about this.

I'm sorry. It just came out.

People are either gonna think that we're crazy

or that we were somehow involved in Olivia's death

if they hear the type of stuff that we have been saying.

We can't just babble about this type of stuff.

Do you think I'm saying anything to anyone?

Despite the fact that everybody looks at me sideways

and thinks I got Olivia killed.

Henry deserves to know. He's in this, too.

Thank you so much, Mrs. Regan. I really appreciate it.