I examine the third clue.
The heavy, skeleton key.
And inside the ornate designs in its metal…
I can make out the number 3.
Emma
Emma
We need to find the lock this key opens.
Desmond
Desmond
What do you suggest?
Desmond
Desmond
We don’t have time to try every lock in town.
Emma
Emma
No.
Emma
Emma
But if we take it to a locksmith…
Emma
Emma
They might be able to give us some more information.
10 minutes later
I pull my car up to the locksmith’s store, parking in front of it.
Desmond and I quickly get out.
My phone starts ringing.
My mom is calling.
I ignore the call and enter the locksmith’s store.
Desmond’s by my side.
My phone buzzes again.
Texts from my mom fill my screen.
Mom
Mom
The school called home to confirm your doctor’s appointment.
Mom
Mom
We told them we didn’t know what they were talking about.
Mom
Mom
We have no clue where you are, Emma!
Mom
Mom
What’s going on?!
Mom
Mom
You’re in big trouble!
Mom
Mom
Call me!
Mom
Mom
Right now!
I text her back.
Emma
Emma
I can’t!
Emma
Emma
I’ll explain later.
Emma
Emma
I’m safe.
I put away my phone.
I pull out the key and show it to the locksmith.
He’s an elderly man.
Emma
Emma
Can you tell us what this key unlocks?
The locksmith takes the key with his wrinkled, weathered hands.
He studies it.
Recognition washes over him.
Locksmith
Locksmith
I made this key.
Locksmith
Locksmith
Years ago.
Emma
Emma
For what?
Locksmith
Locksmith
The Dayton Motel.
Locksmith
Locksmith
I made all the keys for them.
The locksmith holds up the key, motioning to the number on it.
Locksmith
Locksmith
Looks like this one is for Room 3.
Desmond turns to me.
Desmond
Desmond
I guess we know where to go next…
10 minutes later
I’m driving.
All the way to the far edge of town.
Desmond points up ahead.
Desmond
Desmond
There it is.
I see it also.
The Dayton Motel.
Paint is peeling off its sign.
The pool closed due to neglect.
I pull into a nearly empty parking lot.
I park.
Desmond and I quickly get out.
I glance around.
The doors are on the outside of the motel.
So it’s easy enough to scan through them.
I find a door marked with the number 3.
I rush over to it.
And Desmond trails close behind me.
I’m about to put the key in—
But he stops me.
He speaks in a whisper.
Desmond
Desmond
You sure about this?
Desmond
Desmond
I mean, we have no idea who could be on the other side of this door.
Desmond
Desmond
What if they have a gun?
Desmond
Desmond
What if—
I whisper back, silencing him.
Emma
Emma
What choice do I have?
Desmond
Desmond
I just care about you.
Desmond
Desmond
I don’t know what I’d do if you ever got hurt.
Desmond
Desmond
Or worse…
Desmond leans close to me.
So close that he could kiss me.
Surprised, I back away.
I keep myself together.
And I whisper urgently.
Emma
Emma
I’m going in.
I put the key in the lock.
I twist it.
And I hear a click.
I did it!
I must have unlocked it!
Slowly, I push the door open.
My heart is pounding.
Desmond is right.
The kidnapper could be in here.
He could be armed.
But I don’t care.
I need to find Nick.
So I enter the dark room.
I find a light switch and flip it on, scanning the space.
No one is there.
There is a large bed in the middle of the room.
On top of it is a pair of panties.
I tiptoe up to the bed.
I pick up the panties.
My eyes go wide with a realization…
They’re mine.
Underneath them is a note that says: “This game is the kind that can never be won.”
Desmond searches around the room.
Opening drawers.
Looking through the closet.
He’s confused.
Desmond
Desmond
Emma, some of these clothes look like they're yours…
He’s right.
The drawers, the closet…
They are all filled with my clothes.
It’s like I’ve been living in this room.
Yet I haven’t.
I’ve never even been inside it until now.
Desmond enters the bathroom, turning on the light inside.
He stops in his tracks.
Going pale.
Struggling to speak.
Desmond
Desmond
Oh my god…
I rush over to him.
The bathroom is filled with my things also—
Shampoos and lotions.
My toothbrush is beside the sink.
But Desmond is staring at something else…
A severed human pinky finger!
It’s wrapped in a plastic bag.
Right next to a bloody knife.
I scream.
Emma
Emma
Oh my god!
It must be Nick’s.
I’m trembling.
And I feel like I’m going to faint.
Poor, poor Nick.
I just want to hold him.
Right now.
And make this nightmare go away.
I’m barely able to keep myself together.
And then my phone starts ringing.
It’s my mom calling again.
I ignore it.
Another flurry of texts come in.
Mom
Mom
Where are you?
Mom
Mom
Nick has been abducted!
Mom
Mom
After an anonymous tip, the police searched your locker at school.
Mom
Mom
They found a knife with traces of Nick’s blood on it.
Mom
Mom
Students told the police you and Nick have been fighting lately.
Mom
Mom
It all doesn’t look good, Emma.
Mom
Mom
You’re wanted for the abduction of Nick.
Mom
Mom
WHAT IS GOING ON?!
I text her back, tears in my eyes.
My hands shaking are shaking.
Emma
Emma
I’m innocent!
Emma
Emma
Please.
Emma
Emma
Just believe me.
Mom
Mom
Then turn yourself in.
Mom
Mom
Explain what is going on!
Emma
Emma
I can’t.
Emma
Emma
Not yet.
My phone buzzes yet again.
Except this time, it’s a text from Becky.
Becky
Becky
I can’t believe it.
Becky
Becky
You’re a monster, Emma!
Becky
Becky
Nick deserved better!
The sound of sirens blares outside.
I quickly put away my phone.
Desmond peaks out the window.
Desmond
Desmond
Police are coming!
I look around in panic—
The whole room is set up to make me look guilty.
My clothes are in the drawers.
Nick’s pinky finger is in the bathroom.
The bloody knife…
Emma
Emma
We have to run!
Desmond
Desmond
Why?
Emma
Emma
I can’t tell you!
Desmond looks down at his phone, reading something.
When he peers back up at me, he has a strange look on his face.
Desmond
Desmond
Did you hurt Nick?!
Emma
Emma
No!
I hear the police sirens getting closer.
They are almost here.
I open the back window.
I hop out of it.
Desmond looks around one more time…
And then reluctantly follows me.
We run into the woods.
Leaving the motel behind.
Behind us, I can hear the police cars skidding to a stop at the motel.
Desmond and I hurry away.
We go deeper and deeper into the forest.
And when we finally feel far away…
Desmond whispers to me.
Desmond
Desmond
Think we lost them?
Emma
Emma
Not for long.
Emma
Emma