You feel that blade against your neck?
You think I'm afraid to do it?
If we can't coexist, and it has to come down to you or me, I assure you it will be me.
The hour is late, and the night is darker than ever.
Under its new management, the center has pierced the veil and made it possible to look through the eyes of the dead, revealing secrets both terrible and strange.
None are safe from this omniscient gaze.
And the grave no longer offers the certainty that secrets lie with the dead.
Katie.
Katie.
Katie.
Katie.
As the center begins to.
To work on a terrifying new project that seeks to bend death to its will, even the certainty of mortality is left in question.
What do you do when you are no longer sure that your mind, your blood, your soul are truly your own?
My blood?
Your blood.
You begin to realize that you are no longer in control of your destiny and cannot trust anything you see.
All you can do is submit to the will of the center and hope that you'll survive the darkest night.
Season two coming this Memorial Day.