God, I have thought a lot about that somewhere, Alex.

It exists, that place. Where my dad is still safe.

Where he had a full pack of cigarettes that night and just kept driving.

Where me and my mom and my dad are still together...

...and have no idea about this life here.

Where our friends are still in the sky.

Where everyone gets a second chance.

Alex, we can't give up.

ALEX: Look, I can't go home.

All right? After Miss Lewton, they're gonna be looking for me.

CLEAR: No, we're taking you to my dad's cabin.

It's only a couple miles from my house.

All right, Browning, you fucking warlock.

-Did you know about Miss Lewton, or what? -Why do you think I was hiding?

Billy told the FBI he saw you running from her house.

I was running because they blame me.

They blame me for Tod, they blame me for her, for the plane crash.

The fire, like, caramelized her blood, Alex. Your shoe prints were in it.

-Your fingerprints were on the knives. -I told you they were not--

I'm not talking about whether or not you did it. Or even if you knew she was dead.