Tuesday, December
13, 1966
My name is Victoria Winters. The sun is shining on Collinwood. It also shines on the old house in which I am held prisoner. There are nothing but shadows in the secret room, behind a row of bookshelves, which is my prison. And only one person guesses where I may be. It is an unpredictable small boy, who may or may not tell what he knows.
Matthew tells David he doesn’t
have to worry about going to jail. And the noises must be made by ghosts. There’s
no other explanation.
After David leaves, Matthew
berates Vicki for trying to get David’s attention. 
She claims she heard a
frightening noise and screamed reflexively. 
Matthew doesn’t believe she didn’t
do it on purpose. 
She suggests he shouldn’t trust David either. 
What if he
suspects she’s in there? 
What if he tells someone? 
He’s afraid he’s going to
get into trouble. 
She tells Matthew that if he were smart, he’d clear out
before David has a chance to tell anyone.
Matthew says he only has to
trust David for one night, and he doesn’t have much of a choice.
There’s no news, and the sheriff is giving up searching the grounds.
She wants to talk about what a
hard time her mother and uncle Roger are giving her about him.
He asks if she thinks Matthew
would hurt Vicki.
She didn’t think that,
but since Bill Malloy’s death . . .
David says his father was out the
night the car came at Vicki.
Carolyn says that Roger was in
jail when the stone urn was pushed down towards her.
David thinks that could have
been an accident.
Carolyn tells David he should
face that if Matthew has Vicki they won’t see her alive again.
David (who must have wings) arrives
at Burke’s hotel room. He tries to float the Roger-guilty-Matthew-innocent
theory. He ends up disappointed that Burke is like all the other adults who won’t
listen to him.
Burke receives a phone call
from Blair, and tells him to get somebody on Vicki Winters’ disappearance, no
expense spared. He doesn’t like how the local police are handling things. When
he gets off the phone, he discovers David has left.
Matthew complains about having
to stay up to watch Vicki.
She says she can’t run away.
He says she could make noise.
He puts the gag on her again.
She says she can’t run away. He says she could make noise.
He puts the gag on her again.
When he lies down, he hears a
woman’s voice calling him.
He takes Vicki’s gag off and
demands she says she heard the voices. 
She denies hearing anything.
Matthew goes in the other
room, looking, and hears voices again. One identifies herself as Josette
Collins.
He goes back to Vicki. She
thinks he’s imagining things because he’s tired. 
He unties her and drags her
into the other room. He says there was light coming from the picture. 
She notes
there isn’t now. He says he didn’t imagine it.
He tells her to admit she
heard them too.
She admits it, but he knows
she’s lying.
She says there’s a simple
explanation. He was walking around half asleep and he dreamt it.
He says, “Sure. It was a
dream. No man ever heard such things. No man in his right mind.”
Victoria Winters . . . . . . . . . . . . . Alexandra
Moltke
Matthew Morgan . . . . . . . . . . . . Thayer David
David Collins . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. David Henesy
Carolyn Stoddard
. . . . . . .
. . . . . Nancy Barrett
Burke Devlin . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Mitchell Ryan
Fashion by Ohrbach’s
Directed by Lela Swift
Written by Ron Sproat
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