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Well, this was a waste of time.
Not completely.
I haven't been camping since I was a boy. It's nice to get out.
So that's our article? Camping is a pleasant diversion.
You didn't think we were really
going to find anything supernatural, did you?
I was hoping.
Well, nature calls.
What was that?
Nature. Calling.
Or do you believe in spirits after all?
Do it well away from the tent this time, would you?
No! No! Please!
Gregory?
Boo.
Very funny.
Who are you?
I'm not falling for that again.
Stand back! Leave me alone!
You can stop.
Gregory?
Who are you?
George is on thin ice with his landlady, apparently.
She believes he's been having overnight visits
from a certain lady friend.
So he thinks helping her with the roof this weekend
will allay her suspicions?
Since George and Effie can't come,
perhaps we should call it off.
No, William. It's a camping trip. It'll be fun.
- Yes, but it will just be you me... - Huh? Huh?
Who's ready for an adventure?
The six of us are going to have such fun.
Rock-climbing and foraging, and cave-exploring.
Unfortunately, George and Effie are busy this weekend.
Oh, what a shame.
Still, more time just the four of us.
That's just what I was thinking.
Ruth is a bit nervous about sleeping in a tent.
I don't think she's ever actually been in one.
I'm sure she'll be fine.
She'll probably jump out of her skin at the least little noise.
That's women for you. Isn't that right?
Huh? Huh? I'm right, yeah.
Oh, I hope the ride wasn't too rough on you.
Oh, no Hennie I'm made of tough stuff.
Where can I freshen up?
I'm sure we can find somewhere.
Seems like a fine town, doesn't it?
It seems like a town.
Perhaps we'll move to a place like this one day.
Oh, you have such a wicked sense of humour.
What's the shortest distance to the caves?
The map suggests going around the river,
but perhaps if we swung north?
Not very helpful.
- What did I tell you about giving him a tip. - Oh, a tip!
- I thought it was included in the fee. - I told you.
I tell you every time.
We have this discussion every time.
Hello.
Beautiful town you have here.
We're from Toronto.
Good for you.
We're going camping up in the hills.
In a tent.
For fun.
I'm William Murdoch. My wife, Dr. Julia Ogden.
- Hello. - I'm Fletcher Goss. My son, Eli.
If you folks come here to camp, you come to the wrong place.
Why do you say that?
Plenty of reasons.
It's damp. It's rotten with bugs.
Black fly season, you know.
Drive you mad.
Black flies, this time of year?
- They're not the only thing. - Eli.
People who spend the night up there lose all sense.
The ones who remember.
The ones who are lucky.
I've lived in this town twenty years. Never catch me up there.
Right, well, thank you, gentlemen.
- Turn back. - Excuse me?
You should go back to where you're from.
Who are they?
From the city.
They shouldn't be here.
That's what I told them.
But you know people from the city...
they don't listen.
Isn't it beautiful?
Yes.
And it won't get any beautifuller further on.
So please tell me we're stopping. I'm exhausted.
I suppose this is as good a spot as any.
Henry, collect some firewood and kindling.
- Sir. - Oh, no, Henry, we're tramping.
You needn't call the Detective sir.
Out here in the woods, we're all equals. Isn't that right, William?
I suppose.
Thank you, Willy. Will.
Butterfly!
Right. We'll need to erect the tents facing each other,
with a distance of ten feet between them.
Ten feet?
Not twelve, or thirteen and a half?
Ruth!
- Oh! - Hennie! Oh dear.
- Henry! - Yes.
- Are you hurt? - I'm all right.
Something broke my fall.
Something...
Oh!
Henry, you simply must stop falling off cliffs.
I hardly do it on purpose, dearest.
You appear to be not much the worse for wear, Henry.
Actually, I think I've put my back out.
Henry. Where are the tents?
I saw them roll down towards the river, sir.
I suppose they've been carried downstream.
Excellent.
Do you think an awkward fall from the cliff killed him?
I won't know until I examine him properly,
but there is a large amount of blood on his head.
Time of death?
Less than twenty-four hours.
Likely last night.
If he was wandering around in the dark,
he may not have seen the cliff edge.
I fell off the cliff in broad daylight, sir.
- Yes. - He's not wearing shoes or a jacket.
It's rather odd if he was out wandering at night.
Julia,
look.
Could that be his campsite?
Hello? Hello?
Perhaps he was camping alone.
He wasn't alone.
Hennie, we cannot stay here!
I don't know dear, they're just dead bodies. They can't hurt us.
I know you're a man of the world, Henry.
But I am highly sensitive.
Rigor mortis suggests he died around the same time as his friend.
That's a fair bit of blood around his head.
Perhaps they were killed in the same way.
You don't believe the other man died from the fall?
I have to examine the bodies.
What kind of bird are these feathers from?
Eagle? Or wild turkey perhaps?
Rather large...
If only my Roger were still with us.
He was a world-renowned ornithologist.
He would tell us in the shake of a lamb's tail.
I didn't think he had much of a reputation outside of Mimico.
Mimico is part of the world.
Sir.
Do you think the bird could have done it?
I highly doubt that, Henry.
Good Lord, it wouldn't surprise me.
You can never trust birds.
What's that?
Never you mind.
Mmm, something smells good. What's for dinner?
What I'm cooking isn't for tonight.
It's for tomorrow night.
We always go out for our anniversary.
But this one is special.
So I thought I'd make us a feast.
All your favourites.
So what do we eat tonight?
Thomas, honestly, I just...
Stay there, Margaret!
Right! Which one of you did that?
I've told you all before, clear off!
You don't want to be messing with me.
Yeah?
The second man also suffered a heavy blow to the head.
Do you think he fell as well?
- Or perhaps he was bludgeoned? - I can't be certain right now.
I'll need to wash them to get a better look.
There's no time for that tonight.
The sun will be setting soon, and we need to set up camp.
I'm not staying here.
We don't have our own tents.
There are dead bodies right over there.
This is possibly a crime scene.
We shouldn't sleep here until I've had a chance
to at least examine the area thoroughly.
We passed a cabin on the hike here.
Right, about a mile back.
- We can make it there before nightfall. - What?
I don't know what's worse.
Being out there, or being in this abandoned shed.
It's a cabin.
Whatever it is, it's dirty and small and I hate it.
No one has been here in years.
I wonder what became of them.
Perhaps they found a real home.
Perhaps they were mining nearby.
William. Look.
John and Albert Owens.
Written by their parents.
This last one was dated ten years ago.
October 30, 1897.
Ten years to the day.
Something must have happened.
Perhaps they just left in a hurry.
Maybe something scared them off.
Maybe this place is haunted.
Don't be silly.
- Why would a ghost want to live here? - Don't worry, Ruthie...
They probably just went home or got murdered.
Sausage?
Hopefully no animals get the scent of those two bodies.
A post-mortem will be difficult if wolves get to them first.
Perhaps the man at the tent fell and hit his head,
and then the other man...
Ran for help and unfortunately went off the cliff.
Yes.
But why didn't he help his friend?
Why did he just run away?
Whatever happened, we won't be solving it tonight.
You're right.
Perhaps we should try and enjoy our trip, just a little.
Yes.
But why did he slash the tent on the side?
Maybe he saw something terrifying.
I thought we were going to try to enjoy our trip.
Oh, yes...
Oh!
- What was that? - A wolf howling.
- A very far away wolf. - How far?
- A mile. - Hennie!
Five miles.
Why don't you go back to the cabin?
Oh no, I'm not letting you go to a well alone.
Not after that business on the cliff.
I have always wanted to be a widow just not yet.
You hate this, don't you.
Why did you even want to come on this trip?
- I thought it would be fun. - Really?
I don't need a cruise down the Rhine,
or a carriage ride through Paris.
I'm a simple woman now.
And simple women like camping.
Ruth.
One day I'll give you the vacation you deserve.
Oh, Hennie!
You know, while we're here,
maybe you could cut down a tree,
or build a fire, some other manly thing...
What was that?
If anything threatens my wife, I'll kill it with my bare hands.
Although we can get water tomorrow, too, so...
Ruth, you can come with me and assist my examinations.
Actually, Julia, I can't.
Why not?
I've yet to touch a dead body.
You work in a hospital.
People die there all the time.
Oh, I know. But I prefer not to deal with it.
If I just let them just lie there
usually somebody comes along and takes them away.
Well, today you can be that somebody.
Several maps of the area.
This one has some caves circled.
These books are all about ghosts.
"Eerie Happenings in Ontario".
Checked out of the University Library.
They all are.
It would appear these young men were students.
You can study ghosts at University?
There. Michael Mullins and Gregory Hunter.
They were studying the phenomenon of spirit hauntings.
"Collective Illusions at the Beginning of the Century".
They've written something here about the 'Entrance to the Underworld'.
Father Brebeuf says that the Petun Indians
called the entrance "Ekarenniondi".
Well, perhaps they believed the entrance was somewhere near here.
Do you think they found the Underworld?
No, Henry.
Well, they saw something that night, sir.
Whiskey.
Perhaps they were just inebriated.
William? We've finished our examination.
- How are you doing, Ruthie? - I think I should go for a walk. Henry?
They both have injuries consistent with a fall
or a violent blow to the head.
But there are also these...
Their skulls were punctured?
Both of them.
Their skulls have four identical holes in the top.
So, all from the same weapon.
Is that what killed them?
It's impossible to know which injury came first,
the holes or the blunt impact.
- What did you find out? - They were university students.
What were they doing out here?
Looking for the entrance to the Underworld.
I'll go with Henry into town and alert the authorities.
Why is it only swarming around me?
I told you not to wear perfume, darling.
Don't be ridiculous, Henry.
You may as well tell me not to wear clothing.
Ahh! Get it! Get it!
Can I come with you?
Please.
Oi!
Were you lot outside my house last night?
I want your names.
Your parents should pay for my window,
and give you a bloody good hiding.
Right.
Cowards.
Are those the children who broke our window?
They were wearing Halloween masks.
I never trust anyone who hides their face.
I am glad we didn't let Bobby go out on Halloween.
- What a rotten invention. - Aye.
When I was a kid
we used to have mummers come knock on our door at Christmas.
Scared the life out of me.
Two young men?
I didn't see anyone go up there.
I'm not surprised they didn't come down, though.
Why is that, ma'am?
No one goes around those caves.
- Ever. - Is someone telling you not to go there?
No one has to tell me. I know.
There's evil up there.
Evil?
- What on Earth is she talking about? - I have no idea.
The people in this town are rather odd.
I don't like it here, William.
Oh, Mr. Goss.
- A moment. - Ah, youse are back.
Yes.
We found two men in the hills last evening.
- Deceased. - Is that so?
Yes. I'm a police officer and the circumstances of their death
were unusual to say the least.
Those hills are cursed.
- Cursed? - You heard me.
Where did you sleep last night?
Up by the caves?
Our tents were lost. We slept in an abandoned cabin.
You see, they disappeared too.
- Who? - The men from that cabin.
You not catching on, are you?
First was them Owens brothers,
now those boys you found...
It got hungry.
Who did?
The Headpiercer.
- The Headpiercer? - Half man. Half bird.
- Mr. Goss... - Go ahead, laugh. I seen it.
I apologize, I meant no disrespect.
But do you know of anyone else
who was up near the caves two nights ago?
Nobody human.
You stay much longer up there and you'll see for yourselves.
The Headpiercer has killed plenty over the years.
You want to be next?
Send this telegram to the Provincial Detective office in Gravenhurst.
Right away.
You folks are always in a hurry aren't you?
The two young men we found dead near their tents
believed they were searching for the gateway to the Underworld.
Do you know anything about that?
The Ekarenniondi.
My grandfather told me all about it.
It's the pathway to the village of souls.
- Where is it? - You want to go up there?
I don't much like sending people to their death.
Two young men are dead. We're going to find out why.
We know why.
Are you talking about this Headpiercer creature?
It's called the Oscotarach.
It guards the Ekarenniondi.
You want to take your chances? Fine.
Follow the Talbot Trail.
Come to the end, you'll see the caves to the west.
I believe those two young men came through town here.
Did you see them?
Yes, two young lads came in here a couple of days ago.
I tried to warn them. Just like you. But they wouldn't listen.
Anyone else see those two young men?
Fletcher Goss told me about two other young men
who disappeared about ten years ago.
The Owens brothers.
Does anyone know anything about that?
- I remember the Owens. - Nelson.
They were boasting of finding gold in the caves.
They were trying to sell their claim for 100 dollars.
Did they sell their claim?
They disappeared before they could.
Did you ever see any of the gold they claimed to have found?
They had a nugget.
But I never seen any in the caves.
I figured they were lying.
- But some believed them. - Shut up, Nelson.
No one cares what you thought.
Did anyone search for them?
Their father came around asking some questions.
I told him that we didn't know anything,
- and it was best to just leave it alone. - You didn't help him?
No. Wasn't anything to be done.
Folks say it was the creature.
I can tell you don't believe it.
But it's real.
You've seen it?
I have.
My father too.
Me too.
I know, you and your wife think we're touched.
But the Headpiercer has lived around here for centuries.
Would you like some tea?
Hennie, you never ask me that.
Are you all right?
I'm worried about you.
Of course I'm totty all sorts.
I just touched two dead bodies,
and we're in this filthy, derelict shed.
Do you want to leave?
Leave!
Don't be ridiculous.
We're in the beautiful, rugged wilderness.
And I'm with my rugged mountain man.
There's something outside!
Don't get killed!
Henry. I don't like this.
It's horrible.
Go back inside.
The piercings in the skulls
could have been made by any long, sharp implement.
Including large talons.
Talons?
You believe in this Headpiercer.
New creatures are being discovered all of the time.
A new dinosaur fossil was recently uncovered.
Tyrannosaurus. The largest yet.
Yes, but none of these have ever been found living.
Perhaps this Tyrannosaurus had feathers.
This local creature, it might just be a descendant.
You'll have to forgive me, Julia, but in my experience,
the killer is almost always human.
This must be it.
The entrance to the Underworld.
And you're quite sure about this?
No. But let's have a look anyway.
There are tools here.
- Pickaxes, rope. - Mining tools.
But we aren't anywhere near the Laurentian Plateau.
As far as I know, there have been no significant finds here.
William. Look.
The Owens brothers.
This must be where they found gold.
Or where they claimed to have found it.
They've been here for years.
Ten years, judging by what we found in the cabin, and...
The position of their bodies suggests
they were put here already dead.
Where no one would find them.
William, go!
We're trapped!
What was that?
It's just the rocks settling.
It sounded like some kind of creature.
William.
We're going to lose the light soon.
There's no way we're going to move these boulders.
Our only hope is to move further into the cave,
and find another exit.
You're right. But what if,
there's something else in there.
William, I do love you.
I love you too. Don't worry,
we have gotten out of worse.
William, look! I see daylight.
There, see.
Stand back.
I'll try to open it up so that we can crawl through.
It's just a couple of garter snakes.
- Margaret, Margaret! What's wrong? - Snakes!
They put them through the hole in the window.
Bloody kids.
Thomas! Get. Them. Out!
Calm down, it's just a couple of garter snakes.
Trick or treat!
Mrs. Brackenreid.
There.
Not too worse for wear.
The boulders must have come from up there.
It wasn't an earthquake...
No, someone levered the boulders, caused them to fall.
To trap us in the cave.
We could have been killed.
That may have been the plan.
Carefully.
Delicious. What a find.
Henry, they grow in the dirt.
Don't all vegetables grow in the dirt?
These are funghi. You'll love them.
Oh no, I'm not going anywhere near those.
Moomama called mushrooms the devil's fruit.
Why?
Henry, why must you question everything?
I don't know, I...
No, it's all right,
I suppose that's what makes you such a great policeman.
Did you hear that?
No, angel wing.
Your favourite.
Turtle soup.
Lovely. Thank you.
This is just the first course.
There's plenty more to come.
Before we eat,
- I've got a little surprise for you Margaret. - Oh.
- Happy anniversary, darling. - Oh,
Thomas!
What is it?
- It's the hat that you wanted. - It is not.
That's the one that you pointed at in the window
when we walked past the millinery shop last week.
No.
The one I wanted was midnight blue velvetta with taffetine rosettes.
This is... what is this?
I don't know what it is, you're the one who pointed at it.
Oh, I would never have... AHHHHH!
- It's a monster! - It's not a bloody monster.
It's those little buggers from down the street.
Right. This time I'm going to get them.
You will do no such thing.
We will ignore them and continue with our dinner.
I'll just...
Find somewhere to put this.
Henry?
Henry, what is so amusing?
Why are the walls alive?
What are you talking about?
The walls,
they're breathing.
Henry, you're scaring me.
I'm growing taller!
No darling. You're the same size!
I can touch the ceiling.
Henry, you're sweating.
And drooling.
And you're frightening me.
- Let's get you to lie down. - No! You can't make me!
No, course not Hennie.
I can't make you do anything.
You can't leave me.
I have to protect you.
It's me, it's Ruth.
Henry?
Henry!
What's got you laughing?
I know you told me to leave it alone,
but I couldn't help myself.
What did you do?
I tied some fishing line to the two lampposts
at the bottom of our walk.
If any mischief-maker tries to come near our house,
they're going to go flying ass over elbow!
Thomas...
You miscreants!
Just wait til I get my bloody hands on you!
Tall woman! Come back!
- Oh! - Ruth!
Is someone chasing you?
It's Henry. Something's gotten into him.
Why are you so filthy?
Really, Julia, I know we're tramping,
- but a lady must have standards. - What is wrong with Henry?
- Where is he going? - That man from town was right.
People go mad up here.
- I'll take Ruth back to the cabin. - I'll find Henry.
Perhaps the fresh air has made him feverish.
Feverished? He's delirious!
What was that?
And don't tell me it was nothing. That was definitely something.
The Headpiercer!
You two. Inside the cabin.
Be careful, William!
Henry!
It's quite the costume, Mr. Goss.
We found feathers matching these outside the tent
of Michael Mullins and Gregory Hunter.
You don't understand.
You were also in possession of these:
the perfect size and weight
- to pierce a man's skull. - I can explain.
- I should hope so. - I just went up there to scare them.
They came looking for a monster.
I wanted to show them one so that they'd leave
and never come back.
You did more than that.
One of them came out of the tent and saw me.
I was going to scare him and run away, but, he charged at me.
- So you killed him. - I picked up a rock and threw it.
- I didn't mean to kill him. - And the other man?
He ripped his way out of the tent,
ran into the woods, and right off that cliff.
You realize I only have your word to go on.
It's true.
They were accidents, both of them.
Then why pierce their skulls?
It was horrible.
But I needed to make it look like the Headpiercer did it.
So the myth would be proven to be true.
We know about the Headpiercer, and we keep away.
No one in this town wants outsiders sniffing around.
You more than most, Mr. Goss.
What are you hiding?
Oi!
I want a word with you lot!
Oh!
And stay away.
Bloody hell, Margaret.
Oh. Dinner?
What a woman.
You'll stay here until morning, then you'll be taken into custody.
What about the deer?
Pardon?
Someone strung a skinned deer in a tree.
- Was it you? - I don't know what you're talking about.
I just know it was you. I am an excellent judge of character.
William.
Do you think he was responsible for the cave-in?
He claims he didn't do it.
What about the skeletons in the cave?
They've been dead ten years, Julia. He would have been only a boy.
Then who could have killed them?
Eli Goss is hiding something.
Mrs. Bennett knows more than she's letting on.
- I'll go into town and question her again. - I'll go with you.
Who's gonna watch over him?
Oh, Henry and I can manage.
I don't think Henry's capable of much at the moment.
Oh he's almost back to normal.
Mr. Goss could be dangerous.
- But he's well-tied, and... - I'm not worried about him.
William, look...
What is it that I'm looking at?
Psilocybe semilanceata.
It's a mushroom that causes hallucinations.
Some folks in town say that those who go into these hills go mad.
This could be an explanation.
Ruth said Henry ate mushrooms last night.
Of course.
Well, the effects do last for several hours,
but he should be back to normal soon.
Normal...
Mrs. Bennett.
Uh, please put down the axe.
So, you're still here.
We went to that cave you told us about yesterday.
- Did you, now. - Yes, and there was a cave-in. We almost died.
These things happen.
It's a bit too much of a coincidence for my liking.
Just what are you accusing me of?
We found skeletons in the cave.
The two men who were killed about ten years ago.
John and Albert Owens.
I don't know anything about that.
But if there are bodies in there,
I'd have to say it's the Headpiercer.
There were no piercings in their skulls.
Now that's unusual.
There's a fair bit of blood there, what's that from?
- I was butchering meat. For my store. - Oh?
Well then, I should like to buy a cut.
It's all gone.
Sold out that quickly, did it?
It wasn't for my store.
It was a deer.
For the Headpiercer.
You take it food?
That way it stays away from us.
I do my part to keep this town safe.
Mrs. Bennett, the Headpiercer does not exist.
You don't know that.
- We apprehended Eli Goss last night. - What for?
He was in a costume, masquerading as the Headpiercer.
Why would he do that?
He was trying to drive us away from here.
Helping someone keep something secret.
You're lying. Get out of my store.
We have found four murdered men.
You claim to be keeping people safe.
Help us to understand what's happening here.
I've already told you. You wouldn't listen.
Where is your claim registry kept?
I don't have to show you anything.
The law says otherwise.
What do you have to hide?
Here.
I don't know what you think you're gonna find in there.
Julia, look at this.
You. On the chair. Stay right there.
I'm going to make some tea. And no, you can't have any.
Fletcher Goss.
What do you two want?
Were you out mining?
That's none of your business.
Have you found any gold yet?
You bought your claim for a dollar, is that right, Mr. Goss?
And what if I did?
The Owens brothers were trying to sell it for 100 dollars.
But then it was freed up when they mysteriously disappeared.
You know what you did, Mr. Goss.
You killed those two men ten years ago.
We found their skeletons in a cave.
Bollocks.
Those caves contain no archean rock.
Only sedimentary.
You will never find gold in there, Mr. Goss.
But they said it was there.
They lied.
Well, damn them to hell.
Ten years.
Ten years I've been digging for that gold!
You just couldn't let it go, because you killed for it.
Mean, boastful men, they were.
And they made a fool of me.
I'm placing you under arrest, Mr. Goss,
for the murders of John and Albert Owens.
I've taken your son into my custody as well, so come peacefully.
Eli? Why? What's he got to do with this?
He's been dressing up as the Headpiercer
to scare people off the hills.
He's killed a man,
and he's responsible for another man's death.
Why would he do a damn thing like that?
To keep people away from those caves.
So no one would find out what his father did.
He was just a boy.
He was there that night.
But we never even spoke of it.
Let me talk to him,
please.
Margaret, about last night.
I know that dinner didn't exactly go to plan.
Those children may not have tortured us
if you hadn't gotten so angry with them.
But did you see how they ran?
They thought the dead had risen from the grave
when they saw you!
I'm sorry I got you the wrong hat.
Nonsense.
I haven't laughed that hard in years.
Happy anniversary, Thomas.
Happy anniversary, darling.
He's gone.
Where's Ruth?
Oh! Thank God you're all right.
Dr. Ogden. Henry is cured.
Oh. Poop.
Dr. Ogden knew about those mushrooms.
She said I was lucky.
Some of the other kinds are poisonous.
You see. Moomama was right.
They took me by surprise.
And I'll admit I had a few too many.
- Perhaps if I just eat one or two... - Henry, no.
I'm bringing a little bit back to Toronto.
Henry Higgins-Newsome, you surprised me.
My dear, I'm full of surprises.
Fletcher Goss has confessed to the murders
of Jack and Albert Owens.
You'll find their skeletons in the cave.
We'll see they have a decent burial. And those two?
Michael Mullins and Gregory Hunter.
University students.
Eli Goss killed Hunter.
And Mullins died accidentally.
Eli Goss escaped. He's somewhere out in the woods.
- We'll find him. - I could stay.
No need, we know the territory around here. He won't get far.
What brought you folks here?
A simple camping trip.
Remind me not to go into the woods with you, Detective Murdoch.
Mrs. Bennett really did believe in the Oscotarach.
Simply a misguided attempt to protect the townsfolk.
Strange. She hasn't opened her store today.
It's the Lord's Day, Julia, it's not unusual.
Let's go home.
You shouldn't have done what you did, Eli.
Look what I brought you.
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