The OA

Mom, Mom! That lady... - (HORN HONKS)

She's fine. See? She's okay.

She's going to the other side. No, no. God!

Don't! Oh...

- Don't look! - (BOY WHISPERS) She let go.

Blink twice if you can hear me.

- How long have I been out? - Three days.

Did I flatline?

No, sweetheart. You're gonna be all right.

Are you sure? Did you read the ambulance record?

I did not, but it's in your chart.

You have severe hypothermia and you're in shock.

If you didn't hit feet first,

you would have smashed up your insides like hitting concrete.

You got lucky.

What's your name?

Do you have family in the area? We need to contact them ASAP.

- Do you want these... - (GASPS)

No, no, no, don't touch. No touching.

Okay. No touching.

Can you tell me... how you got those scars?

At least tell me your name.

Who are you?

I'm Alice, honey. I'm a nurse at St. Louis Hospital.

What's your name?

I'm the OA.

- (CELL PHONE RINGING) Really? That's funny.

- Uh, Ron... - (CELL PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

My cell is ringing. Just... hold on a second.

Eat before it gets cold.

Hello? Hello?

Oh, uh, Erica, I'm just talking to my brother.

- Can I... - Nancy, you gotta get on YouTube.

- Okay? Can you do that? - Yeah, of course I know YouTube.

- (LOUD, INDISTINCT TV CHATTER) - What...

Well, what makes you think that?

- Uh... - (COMPUTER BEEPS)

Okay, I sent you an email with a link.

- Nance? - (KEYS CLACKING)

- (HORNS HONKING IN VIDEO) You got it?

Abel!

Mom, Mom! She's fine.

Abel! She's okay.

She's going to the other side. Oh... Don't look!

- As her legal guardian... - Yeah, I understand. I understand.

I talked to the hospital lawyers.

She simply isn't responding to the name you gave.

- Well, we know what she looks like. - (SCOFFS)

I should warn you, she's in a very fractured mental state.

Agitated.

Kept trying to get to the computers in the ICU.

If she is, in fact, who you think she is,

you should know... she has very unusual scarring on her back.

The nurse said it's difficult to look at.

She won't talk to anyone, including the police, about what happened.

It's our professional opinion that she be committed to in-patient care.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Can we just see our daughter, please?

Who are these people?

- (BREATH TREMBLING) - Mom?

Prairie?

Prairie?

Prairie?

I don't understand.

She's our daughter, Prairie, but she's never seen us before.

Seven years ago, when she went missing...

she was blind.

- Is this it? It is.

You're home.

All these cars...

I guess someone's having a party.

Oh, dear God.

How did they...

- (PEOPLE CLAMORING) Well, let's get inside.

I should reverse.

You can't... You can't reverse now.

Don't worry, sweetheart, they're... they're just happy...

Back up, please. Back off. - ...that you're home safe.

Thank you.

Back out of the way.

You might remember when Prairie Johnson disappeared

- seven years ago... - Give us some room, please.

...she was blind. Now reportedly she can see.

They're already calling her the Michigan Miracle.

- Oh, here she is. Prairie! Prairie! - (CLAMORING)

We're so... we're so happy you're home. Let us see your face.

Prairie, Prairie, is it... is it true you can see?

Prairie, how did this happen?

Welcome home, Prairie!

That is not your name.

- Prairie is not your name. Back off. Thank you.

Over here, take a right.

We're so happy you're home safe.

Step coming up. Step.

Let us see your eyes, Prairie.

- Prairie, who took you? - Nancy?

- (BREATHING HEAVILY) - (CLAMORING CONTINUES OUTSIDE)

Abel, do you think it was a miracle?

Yes, it's true, our daughter can now see.

We found out yesterday.

Thank you! - (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I was on the task force that led the investigation

when you went missing.

I... am very, very glad to meet you.

Thank you.

So, we're just gonna ask you some questions

and you do the best you can, okay?

So, do you remember any of the events that led up to your disappearance?

I remember everything.

Specifically, do you remember the night that you disappeared?

I didn't disappear.

I was present for all of it.

All seven years, three months, 11 days.

Sorry...

No, no, no, you're okay.

Maybe it would be better if we try to work this backwards.

Let's start with the bridge.

Do you remember how you got there?

I walked, um, for a long time.

Maybe...

maybe days from...

I don't know where. Nowhere.

Until I got to a road

and I tried to get a ride.

And finally an old woman in a dusty car picked me up.

What was her name? Where was this?

She... She brought me to a place.

There were a lot of people there.

All... All of them were lost.

A shelter?

Uh, I don't know.

Did you tell them who you were, or where you'd been,

or that you wanted to go home?

I told them that I needed to leave, so they let me go.

And I just kept walking.

Trying to... get back.

Home?

To where you'd been held captive?

But I knew that they were gone.

The other captives?

When... When you say gone, do you mean dead?

Um...

Is that why you attempted to end your life at the bridge?

- That's not what I was doing. But you jumped.

I was trying to get back to them to...

I was trying to get help in order...

You could've called the police from the shelter. They could've helped.

That wouldn't... That wouldn't have helped.

Okay, we're just trying to follow.

So, they're not dead?

We all died more times than I can count.

I think that's enough for now.

Your daughter's still immersed in her experience, which is normal.

It's just best if we try again in a week or so.

If she were the perpetrator, we could push it.

But you can't make a victim talk.

Homer.

Welcome to OS Ten.

- Voiceover is on. - (LOWERS VOLUME)

Launch Safari.

You are not connected to the Internet.

- (KEYS CLACKING) - (AUTOMATED VOICE) Finder menu.

The selected AirPort network "Johnson" requires a password.

Password.

"Prairie" failure to authenticate.

Password, password. Where is it?

Where is it?

(YOUNG PRAIRIE SPEAKING RUSSIAN OVER TAPE)

She's sleeping.

- She's been doing this for a couple of... - (BEEPS)

Can't sleep either?

I bet...

I bet no one's around outside now.

- Hmm? - Mmm-hmm.

I know that these things take time,

and there's no rush...

but I really need to know something.

How can you see?

Can you tell me?

No.

I can't.

Do you remember when they were building these?

It was gonna be the new Crestwood.

Crestwood View.

Then they ran out of money to finish.

Always gives me a weird feeling.

How'd all this stuff get way back here?

Wait, wait. Watch this.

Sick.

Whoa!

Yo, it's her.

Shit, dude. I think that's Prairie Johnson.

- (RAP MUSIC PLAYING) - (BOTH PANTING)

- I don't think I can cum again. - Oh.

I think I bit my lip.

You get blood on my dick?