Jade drives Tori to the entrance of Blackwell. The weather has begun to get rainy.

Tori: Thanks for the ride, Jade. Right on time for my art lesson.

Jade: Thanks for coming with me. Sorry to be so boring...

Tori: Nothing exciting ever happens to us, right?

Jade: Listen, your rewind power has to be connected to that snow yesterday. That might explain your tornado vision...

Tori: Explain what? Snow equals a ginormous twister that takes out Arcadia Bay? You're high.

Jade: Wake up, Tori. You saved my life twice now. You altered the course of my destiny, yours, and whoever! Do you know about Chaos Theory?

Tori: Uh...it means "shit happens," right?
Jade: No, "crazy shit happens." Because it can. And will.
Tori: Why me? I'm just a girl in some small town...
Jade: A perfect example of "strange attractors." Don't they teach you kids anything at Blackwell? We have a tornado, rewind power, and freak snow...hello, Armageddon! So let's party with your power, rock star!

Tori: Like you said, Professor West: a superhero needs a sidekick.

Jade: How can it be such a shitty week and yet one of the best of my life?

Tori: Because we're back in action again!

Tori waves goodbye as Jade drives away.
Tori: It's good to hang out with Jade again. I wish I hadn't left. We could have had so much fun. We used to dream about being together with our whole life.
Tori goes to her class but sees David near the door.
Tori tries to ignore him and go through.
David: Tori, can we talk?
David: I know things got a little heated yesterday in Jade's room... Was that really your reefer?
Tori: No, it belonged to a friend of mine. Are you going to bust me now, Mr. Madsen?
David: Even I'm not that much of an asshole... And I am sorry about yesterday. I was wrong, but upset. Cannabis is not a big deal to you, but it has been to Jade.
Tori: You're a combat veteran. She's no threat to you.

David: If I didn't care about her, I wouldn't care at all. When I was her age, I was out raising a lot more hell. She's better than that. All you kids are. So is Kate Marsh.

Tori: But you treat Kate pretty bad...

David: You stepped between us at a pretty bad time. She's another matter entirely.

Tori: Kate hasn't done anything wrong.

David: Tori, this isn't just about Kate Marsh. My concern is for the safety of all Blackwell students. Including you.

Tori: What about the missing students? Isn't that your responsibility as head of security? Unless you know something about Emma Reese that nobody else does...
David: I don't want to fight with you anymore. That's all, Tori.
Tori enters the class and sees Mr. Jefferson and Kate talking

Jefferson: You have to talk to me, Kate.

Kate: Why? It's all over... like me.

Jefferson: I want you to be honest.

Kate: Nobody believes me anyway…

Jefferson: Stop acting so brittle!

Kate: Being on a viral video does that...

Jefferson: Maybe this is your way of getting attention...

Kate: That's really mean, Mr. Jefferson. You just don't get it... Just leave me alone!

Kates leaves.
Tori: Kate! Wait!
Kate: Leave me alone!
Tori: Sorry to bother you, Mr. Jefferson.
Jefferson: I'm only bothered when you avoid turning in photos. But you know this. So, what can I do for you, Tori?

Tori: Just between you and me, I'm worried about Kate Marsh.
Jefferson: That's no secret. Word on the street is that you and Kate had a little confrontation with our security chief yesterday.
Tori: I stepped in between David Madsen barking all up in Kate's face about something... She doesn't deserve that.

Jefferson: Of course not. Mr. Madsen isn't the most gentle soul. Do you have proof he instigated the situation?

Tori: My word isn't good enough? The one time I choose not to take a picture...

Jefferson: Always take the shot. My number one rule of photography. And, Tori, I promise this matter is being discussed by the faculty.

Jefferson: I assume you know about this viral video?

Tori: Everybody knows. That's why I wanted to see you. Kate is being humiliated daily.

Jefferson: What if Kate brought this on herself? She means well, but maybe she doth protest too much... She seems like she's holding back the truth. Have you talked to her?

Tori: Yes, I talked to her on the phone today. She needs friends and support now.

Tori: I just don't want Kate Marsh to be the next Emma Reese...

Jefferson: Emma Reese? What does she have to do with Kate?

Tori: With all her "Missing Persons" posters around, it's hard not to think of her...

Jefferson: I miss Emma, too. But think about yourself, Tori. Principal Wells told me about what you said happened in the bathroom...
Tori: It did happen. Ryder Daniels had a gun in the girls' bathroom yesterday.

Jefferson: This is a serious accusation, Tori.

Tori: So, you don't believe me? I would never make something like this up

Jefferson: I hope so, Tori. But it's easy to point fingers. If Mr. Madsen claims you might be a pot dealer as he did, should I believe him?

Tori: Listen, should I-?

Jefferson's phone rings.

Jefferson: Excuse me, Tori.

Jefferson answers his phone.

Jefferson: Hello? Yes? Uh...hold on. I have to take this, so just go into class and I'll be there soon

Tori sits down at her desk. She looks out the window and notices Kate walking along the path with David close by, hiding behind a tree and taking photos of her.

Tori (thinking): Okay, why is David taking photos of Kate? Now, this is so wrong. And weird...

Warren enters the classroom and sits down on the edge of Tori's desk.

Warren: What up, Tori?

Tori: Hey, Warren!

Warren: I saw Kate earlier and her eyes were puffy from crying.

Tori: Kate has a lot on her plate...

Warren: I didn't know what to say, and she didn't tell me anything...

The class bell rings and Jefferson enters.

Jefferson: Okay, I know you love me, but if you're not in this class, beat it. Everybody else, please sit down.

Warren: Maybe I'll see you later?

Warren leaves as the other students take their seats.
Jefferson: We have a lot to cover today, and so little time, as usual. I see all the usual suspects here... Anybody seen Kate Marsh?

Victoria: I think everybody has seen Kate Marsh by now.

Taylor laughs.

Alyssa: She's...not feeling good.

Jefferson: Sounds like you're giggling about a video gone viral. Maybe it involves a student or a friend. I wonder how it would feel to have false images of yourself shot out all over the world for people to judge...

Jefferson: Usually people need something to judge so they never take a good look at themselves. We can thank reality TV for some of that. In the end, we can only blame ourselves for participating... Speaking of participation, there are a few souls here who have yet to enter a photo in the contest. Like Tori Vega, for example. Who I know can't wait to enter, right? I'm sure you read the syllabus like it was a Harry Potter book, so you must know today we're studying chiaroscuro; that beautiful word about the contrast between light and dark, the shadowplay that gives photography such...visual power. It's basic yin and yang. Black and white images are effective precisely because of their contrast. Although we don't technically "see" in monochrome-

Zachary bursts into the classroom.

Zachary: Yo, some crazy shit is going down at the girls' dorm! Check it!

Jefferson: Zachary, do not come into my class like that ever again-

All the students begin to leave their desks and head outside.

Jefferson: Listen! Everybody remain seated-

The students leave and the classroom is empty.

Jefferson: Huh….Dismissed...

Tori rushes to the Dormitories

Evan: Did you see that?

Dana: Is this for real?

Logan: Bitch flipped out!

Courtney: I didn't think she was that messed up...

Dana: Oh, my God!

Zachary: Who is that up there?

John: Oh, no! Is that Kate? Poor Kate. That fucking viral video.
Tori: Kate! No! Oh, God, I have to do something to help her!

Kate jumps off the roof.

Tori (thinking): She can't die. She can't!

Tori rewinds, but she gets an intense headache and her nose begins to bleed.

Tori (thinking): Not again...not now...

Kate jumps off the roof again.

Tori (thinking): I have to try something...I won't be able to rewind again and again...

As Tori rewinds again, suddenly everything stops. Everyone and everything but Tori is frozen in time.

Tori (thinking): Keep...going...Tori... You...can...do it...

Tori walks toward the dormitory building and heads up to the roof.

Tori arrives at the roof.

Tori (thinking): Yes...

Everything returns to normal speed as time unfreezes. Tori attempts to rewind, but groans in pain as she finds she cannot. Hearing Tori, Kate turns around to face her.

Kate: What are you doing here, Tori?

Tori attempts to rewind again but fails.

Kate: Stop! Don't come near me!

Tori (thinking): Not now... It won't work... I don't have any power... Now I have to do this by myself...?

Kate: Tori, seriously, don't come near me. I will jump.

Tori: Okay, okay. I'm right here. Kate, please...

Kate: Oh, Tori, I know you want to help me... I love that you stepped up to David, but it doesn't matter now. Nothing matters.

Tori: You matter. And not just to me.

Kate: I do want to believe that...

Tori: Kate, your life is still yours. And we can get through this together... Let me help.

Tori: Like I helped by erasing all that crap people wrote on your room slate...

Kate: I'm glad to hear you worry about me... That makes me feel better...

Tori: Of course I worry. You're my friend, Kate.

Kate: I did feel better talking to you on the phone. I always feel like you really listen.

Tori: Kate, please trust me. Come stand by me, okay? I can help you now. I know I can.

Tori: This morning I erased the weblink to the video... It was written on the shower room mirror...
Kate: That's your story now. How can I trust you? What about this morning when I needed help? You told me to do nothing!

Tori: Kate, I'm gathering proof that Ryder Daniels drugged you. And you're not the only victim. So you have to help me take Ryder down.

Kate: Ryder Daniels? That makes sense... He's a scumbag. You have proof now?

Tori: Soon. Then straight to the police. Think of it like we're cleansing Blackwell...

Kate: You do have my back, Tori. That's the first time I've felt hopeful in a week...

Tori: Good. We all need to have each other's backs. So I want you to come with me now...

Tori: Please...you don't have to do this...

Kate: Tori, I'm in a nightmare and I can't wake up...unless I put myself to sleep. Then everybody at Blackwell can post pics of my body; I'm already on the internet forever. No wonder they call it a "web"; nothing can ever get out. Like my video... I wish I could go back in time and erase everything...

Tori: Be strong Kate. That's the only way we can win against them.
Kate: Can we really, Tori? I don't believe in miracles anymore either.

Tori: Now I do. You're part of the reason why. If you come down with me, I can tell you more...

Kate: You're such a good person, Tori. You are my friend.
Tori: Forever. Can we hug on it?

Kate: No...nobody cares about me...nobody...

Tori: Kate, I saw that card from your father. You can count on him; he clearly loves you without question.

Kate: Dad does care...even though I hurt him... He's the only one I know who believes in me...

Tori reaches out to Kate, who takes her hand. Tori pulls her to safety.

Kate: I'm sorry...sorry...

Tori: What are you talking about? You saved me from talking in class.
Principal Wells: Now, I know today was difficult for everybody, but I'm so proud of the way Blackwell pulled together to save a young girl's life. Of course, you're quite a hero for getting Kate to come down, Tori.

Tori: I didn't do much...

Jefferson: She's modest. Like a real hero.

David: Yeah. "Real hero."

Principal Wells: As principal of Blackwell Academy, I take my duties seriously. I take the well-being of every student more seriously. What happened today should never happen in a hall of wisdom and knowledge. Mr. Madsen, as our head of security here, those roof doors should always be locked. That's just standard operating procedure. They were not. And that is indeed your responsibility. Mr. Jefferson, I know you can't be expected to know what your students are going through, but Kate has assisted you in class, so you should've known something was amiss. Mr. Daniels, since you are responsible for the Vortex Club parties, and since Miss Marsh did attend your last party, you'll have to answer some more questions. Miss Vega, why exactly were you on the roof with Kate Marsh? Did she tell you her plan? Or anything at all? Please, tell us everything.

Tori: All I know is that Kate was at a party and Ryder dosed her. She got wasted and kissed some boys on a viral video without a clue.

Ryder: I dosed her? Without a clue? Have you seen the video? Whatever. Kate was loaded and playing the field—

Tori: You're a liar. You told Kate you took her to the emergency room!

Ryder: I said I was going to take her to the ER. She sobered up eventually.

Tori: Bullshit! Something happened to her, and you know it. How about we talk about you waving a gun in the girls' bathroom—

Ryder: Hey, that's total slander! I could sue you and this school so fast!...I already have a personal lawyer.

Principal Wells: Careful, Mr. Daniels. I have been told of this alleged gun incident. And I have to admit that the video in question was sent to me by multiple sources.

David: Including me.

Principal Wells: And since Mr Daniels does appear prominently in the video and was responsible for the party, I have no choice but to suspend him until further notice.

Ryder: Whatever. See you in court.

Jefferson: Excuse me, I think Tori and Ryder need a break before we grill them further.

Jefferson: A friend and student just tried to kill herself... They don't need this forum right now.

Ryder: Yes, I'm kinda devastated right now. I'd like to be with my family.

Principal Wells slides a document toward Tori.

Principal Wells: All right, Miss Vega, please sign here to confirm what you've told us. I'll continue this investigation from there.

Tori signs the statement.

Principal Wells: Well, I think we know less now than when we started. We'll be assisting the police with further inquiries. I know this has been a stressful day... I wish I had the power to change it all for the better... So, thank you for coming in.

Everyone but Principal Wells leaves the office.

Tori and Warren sit together on the Main Campus at sunset.
Tori: I couldn't even believe it was happening. It was literally slow motion as I grabbed her hand...and then I could feel her grabbing mine...

Warren: Tori, that was the greatest thing I've ever seen! Ever! You reached out, she reached out...hugs, tears, applause! Like a superhero!

Tori: Not quite. Look at me, I'm a mess.

Warren: You're glowing. Seriously! A human halo. I'm pretty sure you earned your wings today.

Tori: I'm still worried about Kate. She did try to kill herself. All over a video...

Warren: "Viral" is the right word. Like a disease.

Tori: So, you watched it?

Warren: Just one...and a half times...

Tori: Warren, I don't mean to sound weird, but there's something ominous going on at Blackwell...

Warren: Today proves that.

Tori: And I'm working on proof that Kate Marsh is connected to Emma Reese...somehow. Along with Ryder and Mr. Madsen.

Warren: I'm not a big conspiracy guy, but I wouldn't doubt it. Ryder did scare me yesterday and Madsen is a straight-up dickhead. So...what do you think is really happening?

Tori: What the hell is this...?

Tori and Warren look at the sky, where the setting sun is suddenly eclipsed.

Tori: The weather confirms this weird day... Feel that chill...

Warren: Tori, there was no eclipse scheduled today... I would know. I would.

Tori rubs her arms, feeling cold. Warren moves closer and wraps his arms around her.

Tori: I believe you, Warren... I'll believe anything this week...

A row of red binders are shown. The binders have various female names written on them. The last one in the row says "EMMA." Another binder, labeled "KATE," lies on a table. Next to it is a photograph of Kate on a piece of paper with writing all over it. Other than the name "Kate Marsh," the writing on this paper is illegible. A pen, X-ACTO knife, tube of glue, two containers of prescription pills, and a half-full glass of alcohol are also placed on the table.