"[waves] [swings creaking] [shutter banging] [child laughing]" "[footsteps] [flame sizzling]" "Hey." "How about letting an old timer sit in tonight?" "It's cool, I'm Tucker's brother." "I used to run these meetings." "Looks like you've changed things a little bit." "When I was here we'd..." "Gary!" "Gramps?" "I need your help!" "[telephone ringing]" "Hello?" "Hi Gramma." "No, it's okay I was a..." "I was awake sort of uh..." "What's up?" "Oh no." "Hi." "We were sitting here just yesterday... watching kids play ball on the street." "Gene got such a kick out of that." "It's amazing how quickly things can change." "But Gramps wasn't even sick." "What happened?" "He came home upset about something." "I've never seen him in such a state." "He... he was angry and frightened." "I tried to calm him down but, he was all wound up... and his heart wasn't strong enough to take it." "What was he so upset about?" "I don't know!" "But he said... it had something to do with you!" "He was desperate to tell you something." "Your Grandfather Gene was a wonderful man." "He loved to tell stories and laugh at silly things." "He wasn't often serious, but when he was," "I always listened." "And he was very serious about making sure that you got this." "It's a piece of an old record." ""Listen to the music"." "He wrote this to go along with it." "Grandma?" "I came as soon as I heard." "Ah Tucker." "I'm glad you did." "I don't know what to say." "It's alright, I know how you feel." "It's my dream." "What dream?" "Grandma I need some time to figure this out." "I'll be back later alright." "C'mon Tuck." "Do you need anything?" "No." "No thank you." "Call me later huh?" "." "You got it." "What's with the note?" "You have a meeting tonight?" "Yeah but I'll cancel..." "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'll be there." "Why?" "To deal with this." "It might tell us why Grandpa Gene died." "So, your grandfather started the Midnight Society." "1937." "He and four friends cleared these woods, made the fire ring, and built the storyteller's chair." "There's been a Midnight Society coming out here ever since." "Wow that's a lot of stories." "I'll bet your gramps told great stories." "Just before he died Gramps wrote down a story." "Go ahead!" "His last." "And it's the most amazing story" "The Midnight Society's ever going to hear." "He began it over 60 years ago, and it's still not finished." "Not finished?" "He wants US to finish it." "It's about five best friends who got this charm from a magic shop." "Like the Magic Mansion?" "Yeah, sorta." "They thought it was a good luck piece." "But they soon found out the only luck this charm had... was BAD luck." "Good start, keep goin'." "The charm was called "The Silver Sight" and it held a powerful, black magic." "When they found out, they tried to get rid of it, but they didn't know how." "And then horrible things started to go down... all because one of the friends, someone they thought they could trust, was using the evil magic of the charm." "A traitor in the group, excellent!" "So one of the friends took the charm and hid it." "He gave each of the others one clue to where it was hidden." "They'd have to put their clues together to find it, and working together was the only way they could destroy it." "Cool!" "Like a treasure hunt!" "What were the clues?" "The guy made a voice recording." "They didn't have cassettes or CD's back then, so he made a record." "He broke it into five pieces." "On each piece he wrote down one clue, gave a piece to each of his friends, and kept one himself." "So to find out where The Silver Sight was, they had to put the record together, get all the clues, and listen to it." "Exactly." "That's cool." "Then what happens?" "What happens is this isn't a story, is it?" "What?" "Yeah this is a story... a TRUE story." "No way!" "Gary, this really happened?" "Well..." "unfortunately, yeah." "Why don't you tell us everything." "Alright, here it is." "The five friends were the first Midnight Society." "They never got back together so, the Silver Sight's been hidden all these years." "Good, let it STAY hidden." "But yesterday, something scared Grandpa Gene so bad, he had a heart attack, it had to do with this Silver Sight thing." "You mean, like it's come back?" "I don't know." "This note is a plea for help." "He gave it to me because he didn't think anyone else would believe him." "What kind of help?" "Gramps wants me to track down the Old Midnight Society, get their clues, find The Silver Sight and destroy it once and for all... like they should done have years ago." "Whoa." "So how come you're telling us?" "Because we gotta move fast." "Gramps was afraid somebody else might find it first." "And there's nobody we could go to who'd believe us... except you guys." "So, what do you want us to do?" "I've got four names... the rest of the Old Midnight Society." "We'd split up, find 'em, get their pieces of the record." "That's it." "Tuck and I will take it from there." "What if we find the traitor?" "I don't know." "Look, I won't blame you guys if you don't want to help." "Gary, we tell stories here!" "Made up stories!" "This is like..." "REAL!" "Exactly!" "That's why we have to do something... because it's real!" "Tell us about the Silver Sight thing again?" "It's a charm, probably a small thing, but has got some kind of power that can really hurt people." "Oh man I'm not liking this." "Your gramps was a good guy, right?" "The best." "I gotta find out why he died." "Okay, give me a name." "Quick, before I change my mind." "Alright." "Thanks Meg." "Why don't we just find the guy that hid the thing?" "He died the day after he hid it." "Oh man, this just keeps getting better." "I'll help." "Me too... but, not by myself." "No problem, how 'bout the two of you work together." "Alright?" "Don't you think this is a little out of bounds." "It's alright Quinn." "You don't have to help man." "You know I'll help." "Cuz if this thing gets nasty, you're gonna need me." "Great man." "Alright Tuck and I'll take care of the fourth name." "Now remember, it's the pieces of the record that we need." "That's where the clues are." "We'll meet tomorrow in my dorm room for a status report." "Okay?" "Alright!" "Let's hit it!" "Guys..." "I uh... well, thanks for doing this." "You forgot something." "What?" "Story needs a title." "Yeah." "I haven't done this in a while." "Submitted for the approval of The Midnight Society," "I call this story..." "Whoa!" "That's kinda not normal." "Ha ha ha." "Ha ha ha!" "Hello!" "Hello in there!" "Don't be a goof." "What?" "We're on TV!" "Be cool." "This guy's a war hero." "This guy's a RICH war hero!" "What's his name?" "Laing Candle." "The oldest member of the original Midnight Society." "Hey check this out." "What?" "Step in men, don't be shy!" "Yes I can see your grandfather in both of you... except for the slouch of course." "I was very sorry to hear about his untimely demise." "Never thought he'd go before me." "Pity." "Mr. Candle we..." "General." "Excuse me?" "You call me General." "Okay..." "GENERAL... you were part of The Midnight Society, right?" "Midnight Society." "Haven't thought about that team for quite some time." "This way!" "That was an exceptional group." "Every last one of them." "That's how I like to remember them." "Take it I have another." "Aw, cool!" "You're slouching again." "Uh, we're here because uh..." "Speak up son!" "If you got anything worth saying, say it!" "Well." "We're here about The Silver Sight." "Why in the name of Sam Houston are you asking about that?" "It was Gramps' last request." "He wants us to find it and destroy it." "You know what it is, right?" "Question is, do you know what it is?" "Sort of." "It's like this... little evil charm thing." "It's the devil's own tool." "Go home and forget you ever heard of it." "We can't." "Grandpa Gene wrote..." "Have you got his piece of the record?" "Well, we're..." "We're tracking down ALL the pieces." "We'd like to have your piece, if we could." "I always thought something like this would happen." "A part of me wanted to pass on before I had to face this particular demon again." "I'll have to dig it out of storage." "Come back in a few hours I'll have it for you then." "Thank you." "I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into." "No one who has touched the Silver Sight has emerged undamaged." "Generally speaking, I think the general is a little wacked." "Doesn't matter, as long as we get his piece of the record." "Gary?" "Tucker?" "Who are you?" "What are you doing in my house?" "My grandson will be back here any second!" "Ahhhh!" "Ahhh!" "P.U., what smells?" "Alright, alright, I'm guilty." "You said this was gonna be a dangerous mission not a dirty one." "Well at least you're getting closer to a piece of the record." "Oh, you stink." "Sorry." "Hey check this out." "Midnight Society 1937." "Wow!" "So how'd you guys do?" "Not good." "We've been to the library, we've been on-line, we've called everywhere, but we can't seem to find any record of" "Bruce McGorrill." "There's gotta be some trace somewhere." "Keep looking alright." "[telephone rings]" "Hello?" "Gary!" "Grandma?" "There's someone's in the house!" "I'm afraid he's..." "HELLO?" "HELLO?" "Hello?" "Grandma?" "What?" "Hello!" "Grandma!" "What!" "C'mon!" "Grandma?" "Where are you?" "It's Gary and Tucker!" "Where are you?" "Boys?" "Upstairs." "Go!" "Grandma?" "Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine." "Someone broke into the house." "I locked myself in the bedroom... he destroyed my home." "Did you see him?" "Yes, but I was frightened, and he was wearing a mask." "What did he want?" "It was horrible." "He kept pounding at the door, I thought he was going to break it down and he kept yelling that he wanted Gene's piece of the record." "Oh my..." "Oh." "Uh oh." "This just got more serious." "I'll call the police and stay with Grandma." "Tuck, go back and get that thing we were after?" "Yeah, yeah sure." "Good." "Go." "Hey, you sure...?" "Yes." "Go now." "Hey grandma." "What is so important about a broken piece of record?" "I think you should read this." "It's Grandpa Gene's last story." "Hey, it's me..." "I mean..." "I've come for the record, General." "Let me try." "You SURE you want to go in?" "Well, yeah." "He's expecting me." "Okay." "Don't say I didn't warn you." "Don't bother." "It's locked." "Hey..." "who are you?" "Hello?" "General?" "Hello?" "This is getting creepy." "Hey!" "Both:" "What're you doing here?" "Both:" "I came for..." "Both:" "But you're supposed to..." "I'm looking for..." "That!" "This is her, right?" "Donna Tilton?" "Looks like her." "Excellent." "Hey, you can't just take that!" "Yeah I can, it doesn't belong to him." "I'll tell you about it later!" "I know why you're here." "You shouldn't be playing the way you're playing." "What do you mean?" "Cuz you're not good enough." "For what?" "To handle the power." "Hey!" "But if you still want to try... what you're looking for is right... in... here." "What's in there?" "The Silver Sight?" "See for yourself!" "The record!" "Boy:" "Ha ha ha!" "Boy:" "You better turn around!" "Uh oh!" "Not all the eyes are brown?" "I warned you!" "It only gets worse from here."