Holder, back out in the car, still hasn't figured out that cell phones don't work in elevators, so he just keeps calling Sarah, over and over, as she climbs higher. And what's at the top? Abandoned construction and darkness and shadows and plastic sheeting. The most terrifying kind of sheeting. She calls him, finally, and describes her search.
Linden: "The construction site. It is large. There is no apparent blood. There is nothing here that a teenage girl typically would enjoy. Only darkness and isolation."
Holder: "What's that generator sound? Like on her voicemail."
Linden: "Rosie didn't take the ferry from her house at 11:45 PM just to come up to this room and smoke cigarettes."
Holder: "She had clothes and a camera in that backpack."
Linden: "That clitorectomy teacher said she was interested in travel. This is not travel. This is depressing and scary. Even for this show."
Holder: "What's that sliding-door sound? Also like her voicemail."
Linden steps out onto a balcony, and sees what Rosie saw.
Sarah: "She was leaving the city. She came here to look out on it. She came here to say goodbye."
And Ames followed, met with someone in that room. Rosie saw, or heard, and that's why she was killed. Sarah keeps telling the story: Why was there so much blood on the backpack, how did they get her downstairs. Did she struggle? Did she fight? She talks, murmurs, hypnotically, playing out the sounds and cries, exactly how it happened and who was there.
Down between the planks, Sarah finally spots some blood. On a keycard, a City lanyard, just beyond her reach: The Mayor, he thinks. She pushes and pushes, and eventually shoves the thing down into the floor... Just as Holder's telling her, again and again, to turn off her flashlight, as he sees it moving from room to room, but she turned her light off long ago. Sarah's still shivering from the story when the guy knocks her out.
While Sarah Linden languishes, the captive of Indians, Holder approaches Carlson for an alliance. Terry tries to get Stan to forgive himself for whatever. And I'm guessing things get awfully weird for Gwen.
JACOB CLIFTON is a freelance writer and critic based in Austin, Texas. He currently recaps Pretty Little Liars and True Blood for TWoP. Jacob can be found online at jacobclifton.com, on Twitter, and on Facebook. IRL work appears in BenBella's SmartPop series of anthologies, most recently A Friday Night Lights Companion and Fringe Science.