INT. THOMAS HOME -- THURSDAY MORNING
Pan up the staircase to meet JEAN as she comes down. She opens the front door, picks the newspaper up off the doorstep, and closes the door again. She begins to cross to the kitchen, but stops and looks at the place on the floor where Megan’s body was found. Slow zoom into Jean’s face as the echo of screams and hammering noises can be heard. Shaking, Jean looks down at the inside of her bare forearms, which suddenly bruise and begin to bleed. She screams and drops the newspaper, the pages scattering across the floor. There is a knocking at the back door which snaps Jean out of it. She forces herself to look again at her forearms. They are fine. She goes to the back door, located in the kitchen, and opens it, revealing JAMES outside.
JAMESGood morning.JEANGood...JAMESAre you okay? You look pale. Something wrong?JEANNo, I...
Jean steps back into the kitchen as James enters.
JEANWhat do you want?JAMESI wanted to see you. I need to see you, Jean. I can’t stop thinking about you. Ever since we met, you’ve haunted me.JEAN(turns away)It’s very flattering. Really, but I’m not... I mean, James, I don’t want to... I don’t want to go out with you or anything. I’m not interested. Really, just...JAMES(puts his hands on her shoulders)You are so beautiful.JEANPlease go.
James runs his hands up to Jean’s neck and squeezes gently.
JAMESI’ll see you later.
He exits. Jean clutches at her throat and gasps for breath.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- MORNING
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- LOBBY -- MORNING
GALE enters, wearing brown pants and a flannel shirt. He is looking over printouts of old newspaper articles. ABIGAIL is sitting at her desk.
ABIGAILGood morning, Agent Gale. I almost didn’t recognize you dressed that way.GALEGood morning, Abigail. Is the sheriff in?SHERIFFI sure am.
SHERIFF crosses the lobby from his office.
SHERIFFIt’s good to see you.GALEI’ve been going over these articles concerning the disappearances. There are many interesting similarities in the cases, most of them very subtle. In fact, many of them I only see due to our experience with Tuppence Collins.SHERIFFNo kidding. Let’s see.
Suddenly, WYNTON DUKE enters the building.
DUKEWell, well, well. Look who we have here. It’s Martin Gale! I trust you haven’t forgotten me, Martin.GALEOf course not. Sheriff, this is Special Agent Wynton Duke.DUKEYou know why I’m here, Martin. The grisly murder of the young and beautiful Megan Thomas of Twinsburg. We can begin the briefing immediately. You will tell me everything you’ve got on this case: evidence, suspects, leads, theories. I want it all.SHERIFFNow hold on a minute. Mr. Duke, I realize you’re eager to get started here, but I really don’t like strangers bursting into my station and being rude. It just rubs me the wrong way, understand?DUKEAh, yes. You must be the good Sheriff Armstrong. I’ll be speaking with you after my briefing with Agent Gale, so stick around, there’s a good fellow.GALEAll right, Wynton. Let’s begin.
Gale and Duke go into the conference room. Sheriff squints.
EXT. MAPLE LODGE -- MORNING
INT. MAPLE LODGE -- MORNING
EMMA enters, leading WAYNE by the hand. A few YOUNG WOMEN are milling about the registration tables for the Queen of Lights contest. Emma and Wayne go up to the table where KRIZMAN is sitting.
KRIZMANWell, good morning! Hello there, little guy. Please, sit down.EMMAGood morning, sir. I’ve come to register for the Queen of Lights contest.KRIZMANYes, we’ve been expecting you. We just need you to fill out this form.EMMASure.KRIZMAN(to Wayne)You’ve been a very good little helper. Would you like a nice piece of maple sugar candy?
Wayne looks at Emma. She nods, so he takes the candy and eats it.
EMMA(completes the form)There we are. Thank you.KRIZMAN(takes the form)It’s the least we could do.
They smile and look at each other, then at Wayne.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- CONFERENCE ROOM -- MORNING
DUKE is seated at the table. SHERIFF enters.
DUKEAh, Sheriff, do come in. Please, sit down.SHERIFFI’ll stand.DUKEAs you like. Sheriff, being new to this town, I am going to need you to give me a clearer picture of the kind of people I’ll be dealing with. Frankly, Agent Gale’s investigation is a mess. He hasn’t even sketched out any personality profiles for suspects, and his bio on the victim is woefully inadequate. I wouldn’t expect you to know anything about it, but I’m really going to be playing catch-up for a few days here. How long depends on you.SHERIFFFirst off, you’re not dealing with personality types here, Agent Duke, you’re dealing with people. Agent Gale doesn’t reduce people to a paragraph on a piece of paper, because he tries to see the bigger picture. He looks for the sort of insights you can get about folks when you look at them as human beings. But I wouldn’t expect you to know anything about it.DUKESheriff, I sense a level of animosity from you that will clearly be a hindrance to our cooperation in the solving of this murder. Now, I always make it a point to share credit with the local law-enforcement -- it has a relaxing effect on the citizenry and also is good PR for the Bureau -- but if you interfere with my investigation in any way, I will see that you pay a heavy price. I understand this transition is difficult for you, after having grown accustomed to Agent Gale, but believe me, Sheriff, in the Bureau, Martin Gale is considered something of a wild card.SHERIFFAgent Gale is the finest lawman I have ever known. I have had nothing but respect for him since the day he came to Twinsburg. I don’t know what you’ve got against him, but you’re wrong. Dead wrong. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have cases of my own to work on.DUKEYou listen to me, Sheriff, and you listen good. I have had more than my fill of you small-town crossing guards obstructing the efforts of the United States government, talking down to Bureau personnel from your pulpit. Law enforcement is no moral crusade, it’s a business like any other. If Agent Gale doesn’t have the hardware to compete, that’s not my concern. What I’m concerned with is to solve this case.SHERIFFWell, then, best of luck. And help yourself to coffee... on the way out.
Sheriff exits the room.
EXT. RURAL ROAD -- MORNING
CHIP drives his pick-up truck, with NICHOLAS and DUANE in the seat next to him.
CHIPHey, thanks a lot, you guys, for taking a day off to help me out like this.DUANENothing going on at school anyway.NICHOLASWhat exactly are we doing? I mean, what’s the big deal that you need us?CHIPWell, before I went inside, you know, I had a lot of money I didn’t want around when the cops moved in. So I put it into safekeeping with a ladyfriend of mine.DUANESo, where do we come in?CHIPMe and a couple friends buried it behind her house, only they’re still put away, so I need you guys to help me dig it up. Hey, I’ll make it worth your while. No problem there for my bestest buddies.
Nicholas and Duane exchange glances.
EXT. OLIVERA MANSION -- MORNING
The pick-up truck pulls into the grounds of a large estate and stops in front of a palatial mansion. NICHOLAS, DUANE, and CHIP get out of the truck.
DUANEThis is it?NICHOLASShe lives here?CHIPWho better to leave your money with than somebody who don’t need it?
ANASTASIA OLIVERA, drop-dead gorgeous and wearing high-fashion clothes, emerges from the house and approaches them. She and Chip embrace and kiss lewdly.
ANASTASIAIt is so good to see you again. I’ve been waiting for that tongue of yours.CHIPYou’re looking fine. Damn! Guys, this is Anastasia Olivera. That’s Nicholas, that’s Duane.DUANEHi.ANASTASIAIt’s a pleasure to meet you. Believe me.
She looks Nicholas over lustily.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- THURSDAY AFTERNOON
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- CONFERENCE ROOM -- AFTERNOON
DUKE is looking over a map of Twinsburg, marking where various people live. He has several papers and lists around him. GALE enters.
DUKEWhat is it, Martin? I’m busy.GALEI’ve made some disturbing discoveries that I feel you should be aware of.DUKEVery well.GALEIn the course of my investigation into the murder of Millicent Collins, I discovered that there is a cult operating in this area that is involved in a number of criminal activities. Furthermore, I have found that whenever there is a conjunction between one of the cult’s feast days and the town’s Queen of Lights contest, the winner of the contest disappears that same weekend. And such a conjunction is due this coming weekend.DUKEAnd what is the connection with the Thomas case?GALEAt present, I do not know.DUKEMartin, I don’t know what you’re asking me here. If there is a group of whacko Satanists in town, it’s clearly the sheriff’s problem unless and until the Bureau is called in specifically to deal with it. Look, Martin, I have a mission to carry out, and I can’t be distracted by a kidnapping that hasn’t even happened. Be reasonable! You never could concentrate on your assignments without getting distracted. It’s your fatal flaw, Martin.
Gale squints and exits the room.
INT. OLIVERA MANSION -- AFTERNOON
ANASTASIA looks out the second-floor window at her back yard.
ANASTASIA’S P.O.V. THROUGH WINDOW -- AFTERNOON
CHIP and DUANE cross the lawn with shovels.
BACK TO SHOT
NICHOLAS enters the room.
NICHOLASYou wanted me to help you with something?ANASTASIAYes. Yes, I said that, didn’t I? I’m not really certain how to put it. I wasn’t expecting Chip to return so soon. He frightens me.NICHOLASWhy?ANASTASIAWe go back a long way. And we caused a lot of trouble together... and for each other. I never wanted it to go on forever, though, and when I married Jonathan -- my husband -- I saw it as a way of getting away from Chip. Jonathan could give me so much, things Chip could only dream of and scheme for. I thought it would be worth the price. I mean, Jonathan isn’t exactly the most exciting person in the world, if you catch my drift. But Chip followed me. He threatened to ruin everything if I didn’t help him.NICHOLASDid you tell your husband?ANASTASIAI couldn’t. He wouldn’t understand. And anyway, I’ve never been able to resist Chip’s charms. Whatever else he is, he’s a hell of a lover. I’ll give him that. But then, so am I.
She laughs and moves closer to Nicholas.
ANASTASIABut he’s bad for me. And I feel so isolated. I don’t know where to turn. Help me...
She kisses Nicholas. He resists and pushes her away.
NICHOLASDon’t...ANASTASIAPlease, hold me... I need you.
She kisses him again. He tries to push her off, but she clings to him, pulling at his clothes.
ANASTASIAI’ve been so lonely... it’s been so long since I’ve had a real man...
She pulls Nicholas down onto the floor and climbs on top of him. She kisses him and he begins to relent. Suddenly, he pushes her off and runs out of the room. Anastasia runs into the hallway and looks over the bannister. She sees Nicholas crossing the front hall below.
Nicholas exits the house quickly. Anastasia collapses against the railing.
EXT. SHERIFF’S HOME -- AFTERNOON
GALE and SHERIFF are behind the house, shooting at beer cans.
GALEWynton completely dismissed the disappearances. He refused to even consider the facts. He has always turned a blind eye to anything he considers irrelevant to the case at hand.SHERIFFI was thinking that maybe I should cancel the contest.GALEThat would seem to be the prudent course of action, but I believe the contest may be the key to finding Llewellyn and the cult of the Lady of Night when they try to kidnap the Queen of Lights. We have a rare opportunity to be one step ahead of them when they act. If we miss it, there’s no telling when they will surface again.SHERIFFI don’t know. It sounds dangerous.GALEI believe the risks are worth the chance to stop this cult’s evil activities.SHERIFFAll right. I trust your judgment.
INT. OLIVERA MANSION -- AFTERNOON
CHIP bursts into the mansion with DUANE tagging along. ANASTASIA is frightened.
CHIPAll right, Anastasia. Where is it?
Anastasia tries to get out of the room by a side door, but Chip swings his shovel into the door, slamming it. He throws the shovel onto a table and grabs Anastasia.
DUANEHey, man, calm down--CHIPShut up! Where’s the money, Anastasia? What did you do with it?
She squints at him.
CHIPI warned you what would happen if you double-crossed me. Didn’t I make myself clear enough? I know you didn’t think I’d be back, did you? Well, I was a real good boy, and I knew that when my number came up, I’d be back on the outside. Now tell me, where is it?ANASTASIAGo to hell.
Chip punches her in the face, knocking her to the floor.
EXT. WOODS -- THURSDAY EVENING
Maple trees sway in the wind.
EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET -- EVENING
Dead leaves blow across an empty street.
EXT. GREY’S BIKE SHOP -- EVENING
Pan down from the sign to the front window. Through the window, DUKE can be seen talking to ELLIOTT and KIMMY. Although they cannot be heard, there is obvious tension in the conversation. Elliott becomes angry and speaks harshly to Duke.
EXT. RURAL ROAD -- EVENING
High-tension towers recede into the distance. Lightning flashes.
INT. THOMAS HOME -- LIVING ROOM -- EVENING
DUKE is arguing with CASEY, who is livid with anger and gesticulating wildly. WILMA is seated on the couch, sobbing, as JEAN tries to comfort her.
INT. FIREPLACE -- EVENING
A fire roars in a rustic fireplace. Slow-motion.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL GYMNASIUM -- EVENING
DUKE is talking to BRADLEY during basketball practice. Bradley yells at Duke and hurls a basketball at a rack holding a number of other basketballs. The rack is knocked over and the balls spread out across the court. Follow one of the balls as it rolls.
EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET -- EVENING
A car wheel rolls to a stop. Pan up from the wheel to the windshield, through which DUKE is seen making notes and checking papers while chuckling to himself about the people he has to deal with. Pan up to the sky, where the full moon appears from behind a dark cloud.
INT. OLIVERA MANSION -- EVENING
Fade from the full moon to a matchflame lighting a candle. Several other candles, all in a row, are lit with the same long wooden match. CHIP holds the match up to his face and blows it out. As he turns around, lightning flashes. He crosses the room carrying a candle. DUANE stands in the background, watching him. ANASTASIA, in her bra and panties, is tied to the dining room table, her wrists and ankles lashed to the table’s sturdy legs. Several lit candles sit on the table around her. Chip leans in close and holds his candle up to her face.
CHIPYou were always so beautiful, Anastasia. So delicate from head to toe. But we both know that it’s all phony. A well-crafted disguise. Underneath it all, you’re hard as nails. No, you’re the anvil. Isn’t that right?ANASTASIAYou’re a bastard.CHIPWhat did you do with my money, girl?
Anastasia remains silent. Chip moves the candle down her arm and lets some of the hot wax drip onto her forearm. Anastasia winces.
CHIPWhere is it? Where is that old money?
Anastasia turns her face away from him. Chip moves the candle to her upper arm and lets it drip again. Her face contorts in pain, but she will not make a sound. Chip begins setting some short, fat candles on her stomach.
CHIPWhile I was in the penitentiary, I kept thinking about that money, you know, and how it was going to give me a better life. One where I didn’t have to worry about John Law looking over my shoulder. That money was my freedom, Anastasia. Now, I want you to tell me what happened to it!
She spits at him. He drops a gob of hot wax on her chest. She screams, and the candles on her stomach tip over. She screams again. Chip laughs loudly, then is struck from behind with a fireplace poker. He crumples to the floor, revealing Duane behind him, staring with wild, panicked eyes.
ANASTASIAThank you... please, untie me!
Duane stares at her and begins to back away, dropping the poker.
ANASTASIADon’t leave me! Please! Help me! Help me!
Duane turns and runs. Anastasia screams.
EXT. SHERIFF’S HOME -- EVENING
INT. SHERIFF’S HOME -- LIVING ROOM -- EVENING
YVONNE is sitting on the couch. SHERIFF brings her a cup of coffee and sits down next to her. She curls up to him.
SHERIFFAgent Gale’s replacement showed up today. Something about that guy gave me the creeps. And he has one hell of an attitude.YVONNEI’m sorry for your friend. I can tell you really respect him.SHERIFFHe seems so lost now. Something in his eyes.YVONNEI see something in your eyes. Something I like. It feels so good to be with you. All day, I’ve been jumping at my own shadow. Why would someone want to kill me? It just doesn’t make any sense.SHERIFFYou’ve been involved in a lot of controversial causes all over the world. Have you made any enemies?YVONNEWell, yes, plenty, but none who would actually want me dead, or would gain anything by it. It’s all so crazy. That’s the most frightening part.SHERIFFI don’t want you to be frightened.
Yvonne puts her arm around Sheriff and kisses him. She lies back on the couch as Sheriff kisses her passionately.
YVONNEProtect me. Make me safe.SHERIFFI will.
They continue to kiss. Pan up to the window behind the couch. Lightning flashes, revealing JEREMY outside, watching them.
INT. CARTWRIGHT HOME -- FOYER -- EVENING
DUANE enters the house, wet from the rain. He hears voices coming from the den, and goes up to the closed door to listen in.
JANET (O.S.)You must see what you’re doing. You can’t just take a company and bend it any way you want to bend it. It will break.ALAN (O.S.)You don’t know anything about it.
INT. CARTWRIGHT HOME -- DEN -- EVENING
JANET is seated as ALAN paces the room.
JANETAlbert told me--ALANAlbert! Albert!JANETAlbert told me that you could face bankruptcy if you continue on like this. Cancelling projects left and right, it’s mad! Alan, the lawsuits could break you.ALANI am reshaping the company to fit my new vision. It’s a painful process, but it has to be.JANETDarling, listen to me. Maybe the best thing for it would be for you and me to slip off somewhere, a little island or something, where we can develop just what your vision is. And then we could form a new company to make it real, one tailor-made, instead of gambling with the lives of your employees. Alan, these people trust you, they depend on you for their livelihoods.ALANAnd once we have this new company, who runs the old one?JANETWhomever you like, of course. But in the interim, while we’re away, there are two very capable hands to stand in...ALANWho?JANETJeremy, your son. Oh, Alan, he’s just brilliant, and ever so clever at business, believe me. He could look after things. He knows how to run things with a firm hand. He was born to it. And he’s very shrewd.ALANHe takes after his mother.JANETHe takes after both of us. What do you say? Please?ALANI don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.
INT. CARTWRIGHT HOME -- FOYER -- EVENING
DUANE, eavesdropping on their conversation, is shocked by the revelation that he has a brother.
EXT. TWINSBURG LIBRARY -- EVENING
INT. TWINSBURG LIBRARY -- EVENING
GALE and DANI are looking through books about the history of the area.
DANIAre you all right?GALEI’m fine.DANIThings go badly with Agent Duke?GALEHe hasn’t forgotten a thing that went on between us. And I am more convinced than ever that he somehow holds me responsible for Cheryl’s death.DANIThat’s crazy.GALEWynton could never admit that his actions affected people the way they did. He saw people as means to his own ends, and used them whenever and however he could. But at the same time, he hated what he perceived as weakness in those he exploited. It infuriated him. It was Cheryl’s strength that attracted him to her, but he managed to wear even her down over time. I think he feels I weakened her, corrupted her somehow. And when she took her own life, everyone was to blame except Wynton Duke. Except the man truly responsible.DANIBut if he blames you for it...GALEI don’t know how far he would go with it. But I do know he is a dangerous man.
EXT. TWINSBURG INN -- THURSDAY NIGHT
INT. TWINSBURG INN SUITE -- NIGHT
JANET pours two glasses of champagne and gives one to JEREMY.
JEREMYDid he go for it?JANETHe agreed to think about it, but he seemed as though he might be keen on the idea. All he needs is a little more coaxing.JEREMYWell, once we’ve taken care of his former wife, there will be nothing to keep Father in Twinsburg. With any luck, the pain of her sudden death will be a further inducement for him to take a change of scene.JANETA few weeks alone with Alan in some resort hideaway is all I need to have him begging to marry me.JEREMYAnd once the company is in my hands, we’ll be able to keep dear old Dad on a very short leash.
They laugh and toast. Suddenly, DUANE bursts into the room.
JANETOh!DUANEI want some answers!JEREMYWho the devil are you?!JANETDuane! Jeremy, it’s all right. Duane, come in, please, do come in. Jeremy, this is Duane. This is my son Jeremy.DUANEI heard you talking to my dad at home, about Jeremy. And I want to know -- is it true?JANETOh, dear. Yes, Duane. Jeremy is your brother. Half-brother.DUANEThen why didn’t I ever know?JANETWell, it was very difficult. Please, let me explain. Jeremy was born out of wedlock, I’m afraid. Your father and I were young and in love and eager. Alan had promised to marry me, until Yvonne stole him away.DUANEWhat are you talking about?JANETI’m sorry, Duane. I don’t mean to sound harsh, but your mother has always acted without regard for others. Her life is directed toward the satisfaction of her own selfish desires. It is very sad, because it hurts innocent people. Like you. Like us. She drove me and my unborn child away and took my place with the man I loved and still love. Just as when she left him and you, so young, to wander the globe. I don’t want her to hurt any of us again.JEREMYLook, Duane, both of our lives have been damaged by Ms. Temple. But what’s done is done, we can’t change the past. But we can make a fresh start, and that’s what I want. My mum’s told me about you, and about the trouble you’ve been in. I want to do what I can, that’s all. I want the chance to be the brother I never had the chance to be.
Jeremy holds out his hand. Duane looks at him, unsure of his feelings. Jeremy embraces Duane and pats him on the back. Duane nods.
INT. BOX LADY’S HOSPITAL ROOM -- NIGHT
TERRENCE brings GALE into the BOX LADY’s room, where she sits staring out the window.
TERRENCEAll right. Don’t stay too long. She’s very weak.GALEI understand.
Terrence exits. Gale kneels down next to the Box Lady, but she does not acknowledge his presence.
GALEMa’am, I need your help. I need to ask you about the Queen of Lights. Is she a target of the Lady of Night’s cult? Is that when Llewellyn will return?
Box Lady is unresponsive.
GALEBrownturtle has disappeared without a trace. How can I find him?
Again, there is no response. Gale stands, looks at her a moment, then exits.
CU -- BOX LADY, a tear running down her cheek.
INT. KENT’S HOME -- LIVING ROOM -- NIGHT
ROSEMARY is sound asleep in a chair facing the television, which plays quietly. KENT enters and looks at her, then exits again.
INT. KENT’S HOME -- HALLWAY -- NIGHT
KENT moves quietly to the hall staircase and signals to RAMONA, who follows him up to the door of Aunt Elspeth’s room. Kent takes the key out of his pocket and unlocks the door. Then he and Ramona enter the room.
INT. KENT’S HOME -- AUNT ELSPETH’S ROOM -- NIGHT
KENT and RAMONA enter. Kent closes the door as Ramona looks at Aunt Elspeth’s neon-lit black sarcophagus with wonderment.
RAMONAThis is your secret?KENTYes.RAMONAI knew it would be like this. Our secrets bind us together. Each alike, and yet different. Tell me the story.KENTAunt Elspeth died a long time ago. Several years. She left everything, the money, the house and property -- all of it -- to her high-school sweetheart. She never loved anybody but him, and never recovered from her broken heart when he married someone else. She pined for him all her life. Anyway, we didn’t want to lose everything to a total stranger, so we kept her death a secret. We bought this chamber to preserve her body until we figured it was safe to stop pretending she was alive.RAMONAHow long did you plan on continuing it?KENTWell, the plan was until the guy, the beneficiary, died too. Then we’d go from there.RAMONAShe must have been very beautiful.
Kent runs his hand through Ramona’s long black hair. She turns around and looks into his eyes. They kiss. Pan over to Aunt Elspeth’s perfectly preserved corpse behind the glass.
INT. TWINSBURG INN -- GALE’S ROOM -- NIGHT
GALE enters. His black suit is hanging on a hanger by the door, and he pauses to look at it and smooth a wrinkle. He crosses to the window. His tape recorder is on the desk. He picks it up and is about to make a recording, but instead looks at the device and puts it back down. He picks up the phone.
There is a knock on the door.
GALEJust a moment, please.
Gale hangs up the phone and goes to answer the door. He opens the door, revealing JEAN outside in the hall.
JEANI’m sorry to bother you so late, but...GALEPlease, come in.JEANI need to talk to you. I don’t know where else to go. I thought I should come to you.GALEYes. You’re Jean. Bradley told me about you.JEANYes, I’m sorry.GALEYou’re trembling. What is it?JEANI’m so frightened. I’m being followed. And watched, constantly. I can’t stand it. Wherever I go, I turn around, and he’s there. He won’t leave me alone. And this morning, he -- he put his hands on me and I -- I felt --GALEWho is it, Jean? Who is following you?JEANI -- I --GALETell me his name.JEANJames. James Clapsaddle.
Special Agent Martin Gale, 34. FBI agent.
Sheriff Robert Armstrong, 36. Sheriff of Twinsburg.
Jean Bellew, 19. Megan’s lookalike cousin.
Bradley Thomas, 18. High school senior, Jean’s cousin.
Alan Cartwright, 50. Real estate developer, mall owner.
Duane Cartwright, 18. High school senior, Alan’s son.
Lyle Terrence, 62. Local doctor.
Rosemary Clapsaddle, 40. Owns pastry shop/catering service.
Nicholas Grey, 17. High school senior.
Elliott Grey, 42. Owns bike shop, uncle of Nicholas.
Kent Clapsaddle, 16. High school sophomore, Rosemary’s son.
Abigail Voigt, 24. Sheriff’s secretary.
Dani Clapsaddle, 29. Rosemary’s sister-in-law.
Janet Flynn, 39. Twinsburg native returned from England.
James Clapsaddle, 18. High school senior, Rosemary’s brother.
Wayne Corbett, 9. Local boy.
Emma Corbett, 25. Mysteriously rejuvenated woman, mother of Wayne.
Casey Thomas, 41. Father of Bradley.
Wilma Thomas, 40. Mother of Bradley.
Box Lady, 53. Local eccentric.
Kimmy Clapsaddle, 38. Sister of Rosemary.
Yvonne Temple, 36. Environmentalist, mother of Duane.
Ramona Wingfeather, 18. Maple Lodge janitor, Native American.
Sergei Krizman, 68. Maple Lodge Elder.
Jeremy Flynn, 20. Criminal mastermind, son of Janet.
Chip Clapsaddle, 31. Ex-con, Rosemary’s half-brother.
Anastasia Olivera, 30. Wealthy and beautiful woman.
Wynton Duke, 48. FBI agent, Gale’s former partner.
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