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ADAM: Hey guys...
Guys!
Guys, hold up hold up! Guys...
I spy something abandoned...
Ahhh, Do you see it?
Who sees it??
DEE DEE: Check it out!!
PHIL: YES!!!
DEE DEE: It's AWESOME!
PHIL: We found the mother lode!!
DEE DEE: It's so creepy.
GUS: The coolest house!
ADAM: Wow.
GUS: Whoa...
Hey Adam are you getting this?
ADAM: Oh yeah!
PHIL: I can not wait to check out this baby!
[Adam laughs]
Just so you guys know... I'm not going in first.
ADAM: [laughs] You never do Phil!
GUS: Yeah, most houses I shoot-
like-they're not scary until I go inside...
this one's scary from a mile away!
ADAM: [Laughs] Yeah I know-
she's the mother of all abandoned houses!
Aw man, my brother's gonna shit when he sees this!
You hear that Cross, bro...
You gonna shit!
DEE DEE: It's gonna take us like a day and a half-
to get down there.
ADAM: AI right zooming back in...
ADAM: I'm calling it...
[as horror narrator] the DEMON HOUSE.
PHIL: Map says there's an old house just below...
We should film that one first.
DEE DEE: [Snarly] Hey Phil, you shooting film?
[laughter]
PHIL: Uh-no.
GUS: It's CAPTURING!
CAPTURING, not FILMING... Capturing.
PHIL: That sounds stupid.
[ominous rolling thunder]
DEE DEE: [groans] Aw come on!
ADAM: Well-whatever we're gonna do we gotta do it soon...
[thunder, wind, rain]
[behind camera] ADAM: Go! Go! Go! Go!
To the house!!!
[thunder clap]
ADAM: Just go!!!!
[deafening rain]
ADAM: [Hysterical] Oh my God...
DEE DEE: [cries/unintelligible]
ADAM: [barely audible] He fucking killed them!
DEE DEE: I'm not going in there!
ADAM: Where else we gonna go?? I mean...
[storm/rain leaks]
ADAM: [whispers] We need to find something...
[flashlight button clicking]
Fuck, my light's fried-
...A shovel, hammer-ANYTHING.
DEE DEE: [crying, unintelligible]
ADAM: It's not gonna take him long
to figure out we're in here!
DEE DEE: [exhausted/crying]
[thunder/rain]
DEE DEE: [desperate whisper] Where are you going???
ADAM: Shh quiet!
[eerie wind howls]
ADAM: [behind camera] Nothing...
There's gotta be SOMETHING...
[rain pours into house]
[structural Groan]
ADAM: [whisper] Fuck me.
Oh Jesus!
[deafening thunder clap]
DEE DEE: What are you doing!? Turn off the fucking camera!
[creaking/groaning]
ADAM: Please Dee Dee- Just stay behind me!
DEE DEE: [sobs quietly]
ADAM: What the hell...
[thunder]
ADAM: What is all this?
DEE DEE: [sobs quietly]
ADAM: Let's- Let's try upstairs...
[creaking stairs]
[downstairs door slams shut]
-Oh my God!
ADAM: [angry whisper] Stay behind me!
[rubbing on glass sounds]
DEE DEE: [desperate whisper] I think someone's up there!
[structural groan]
DEE DEE: Adam...
ADAM: Shut up!
[water leaking/storm outside]
[more rubbing on glass]
[subtle tapping]
[tap on window]
[gasp] [thunder clap]
ADAM: [trembling] What...
D-d-di... did you see that?
No...
[rub against window]
[gasp]
Don't come over here.
[thud against window]
ADAM: Dee Dee?
[fast footsteps]
[whack/crash]
[scream]
[THUD]
[driving rain/wind]
[thunder clap]
[silence]
RADIO: ♪ ...like a candle ♪
♪ Burn it to the ground ♪
DUTCH: [behind camera] How many times you gonna watch that dude?
CROSS: As many damn times until it starts making sense.
DUTCH: Damn this zoom is NICE.
Where the hell's the white balance on this thing?
-Testing out your new gear?
DUTCH: Uh huh.
Your bro's always pulling that drama shit-
a creepy abandoned house is never enough
without adding his own...
whatever.
-I know.
If Adam finds a house that ISN'T haunted-
It will be by the time he's done with it.
-Mm-hmm.
-There's no cell-service in these woods-
How the hell does he upload this?
-Well, let's ask him when we get there-
We'll leave around eight, yeah?
You think all those jokers in our group will show?
CROSS: After seeing this? Who knows...
Looks like Adam's group showed up though.
This looks like NEO FUEGO to me.
-But it's posted on Adam's channel-
Not on that horror-happy nutjob's.
[text alert]
[sigh]
-What?
-Hey get this-from Adam...
"You still coming up tomorrow bro?"
CROSS: If everything's fine-
then why isn't he responding to my texts then?
DUTCH: 'D you call him a dumb-ass again?
That could be why.
-Dutch, put down the camera already-
This place isn't abandoned yet.
-Yeah, not till next week-
when you marry my sister.
Then it will be, a-hole!
-I can't seem to figure out-
where the hell the house is...
The one from the video.
DUTCH: Hmm
[announcer voice] Abandoned houses-
creepy cemeteries- we shoot it all!
Weddings too! AND funerals...
KAT: [on screen] one more day. I'll be home by Saturday.
-Yeah but you're gonna miss the entire trip-
and I'm gonna miss you.
DUTCH: Oh I had to get this!
The guy's given up on humanity-
But somehow my sister broke through
his impenetrable shell.
Hi Kat!
DUTCH: Niiice.
Smooth.
Oop! Looked into the camera. My bad.
Anytime I'm shooting an abandoned house-
I always tell the ghosts:
Never look into the camera.
Just act natural.
Dutched at the end.
KAT: You're WAY too paranoid honey.
-No, really, they're listening in to
this very conversation as we speak!
-I don't think
you're an enemy of the state, Cross!
-To TH IS state...
CROSS and DUTCH: I am THE enemy!
DUTCH: Dude, give it a rest already!
Hey you got you work cut out for you with this guy, sis.
DUTCH: [behind camera] My boy's coming prepared!
Cross's camera-
Cross's batteries-
Cross's memory cards-
Cross's underwear-
Cross's... ammo...
Uh, hey I'm not sure you heard,
but, we're shooting video up there-not firearms.
CROSS: If you think I'm going into those woods
armed with only my camera...
DUTCH: Ohh - that's... very comforting.
DUTCH: [behind camera] We ready bro?
-I think so. Locked and loaded!
-Let's do this!
DUTCH: [operating camera] Chickety-check, check, check-
one, two, three- audio level on manual.
CROSS: Dutch, you're gonna kill your battery
before we even get there.
-I have five days of battery...
We're only gonna be up 'ere for three days,
so by my calculations...
I'll be okay.
Yeah, Raven, and Berzener said he'd make it.
-And it's not like we're gonna
recognize these guys, I mean...
You haven't seen any of 'em, right?
-No...
Except Madhouse 'cause he shoots himself
half the time.
-Hmm.
Tell me Neo Fuego isn't gonna show.
-I didn't invite him.
DUTCH: Red stone County!
Home of the Red stone County Woods
a.k.a. the Red Woods-
Dead ahead!
DUTCH: [behind camera] Wow, Look at this place.
We now accept credit and debit...
Slip into the twenty-first century-
nice.
The end of civilization as we know it...
And use that term generously.
Ahh, look who's coming.
Brain food?
-Yep, to help mine develop even more
and you to start to grow one in the first place.
-[sarcastic] Ha ha ha
that is so clever! That's good one.
Cross, what are you doin'? We're like an hour late...
We can't do...
Dude, c'mon!
Awww.
CROSS: Be right back.
-Yeah thanks.
DUTCH: Hey.
-Hey.
DUTCH: ...helpin' out your new best friend
so now we're gonna be more than an hour late.
I sent 'em all a text, but...
If they're already up there, forget about it!
-Big whoop! So they'll have to wait.
-That guy was totally messing with us
about those woods, man.
-How do you know?
Maybe his buddy never made it out,
like he said.
Not THAT hard to believe.
-Okay now I'm fuckin' nervous.
I'm nervous now...
and a nervous cameraman is a worthless...
DUTCH: Are you sure we're not lost?
CROSS: Who says I'm not TRYING to get lost?
Maybe... I'm just trying to get rid of somebody
really annoying.
-Hmm
I wonder what that could be?
DUTCH: ...the abandoned farmhouse in New Castle
my video has almost ten thousand views!
-Nice.
-"One way in", there it is!
-Wow. We made it!
Mouth of the mighty Red Woods
of Appalachia.
-Uh here-keep her slow and steady...
[echoing yell] Woohoo! We made it!
YEAH!!!!!
[eerie creaks/metal stress]
DUTCH: MAN, these be some SERIOUS woods.
CROSS: If this place is as isolated as they say,
I may come live up here.
-Yeah, I'm sure NSA would never find you
up here, you paranoid maniac.
-Are you kidding...
-Do you even realize what you're doing to yourself?
-Yes.
-Yeah maybe you're right.
The Feds are probably up here just waiting for us.
-Don't laugh, jagoff.
[sigh]
-You much be Dutch.
DUTCH: How'd you guess? You must be Madhouse.
-Hi guys!
-Hi.
This here's Crosshairs.
-Cross. Hey.
-Crosshairs... Always on target!
[laughter]
-I'm Raven.
-Hi.
You're much prettier than
the guy we thought you were gonna be!
[laughter]
-This is my best friend Jack.
-Hi.
DUTCH: Hi!
-This is awesome, it's like a...
a reunion between old friends-
who've never actually met before.
[laughter]
-That two-story with the stone staircase
you shot last month was incredible.
-Thanks man!
Uh-actually...
I fell down one of 'em chasing a ghost,
and I got a bruise here to prove it.
RAVEN: Oh dude nice!
Check this out...
It's a scar from a nail last month.
[laughter]
Awesome!
DUTCH: ♪ Farewell and adieu you fair Spanish I a dies...
[laughter]
-You guys' Detroit project last year was AMAZING!
I cried. Seriously.
CROSS: I'm still crying.
Was that old cemetery you shot
next to that foundation for real?
The one from a few months back?
-Yeah, oh my God yeah.
Jack and I were there for hours.
I was shooting video
and she was convincing the spirits to leave us alone.
-True...
many there are not at rest
and certainly not in peace.
-Oh-Jack is empathic...
like a spiritual energy healer.
She's not one to blow her own horn,
but she's one of the only people in the tri-state
who can do what she does!
-Let's hike for a little while
before we scare everybody away!
DUTCH: Aw man!
Does this mean we have to be careful what we THINK?
-No. [laughter]
-Guys... guys check it out!
RAVEN: Nice!
DUTCH: Aerial photography! Awesome!
[buzz, laughter]
[drone motors]
-Nice.
DR ON ER: Check this baby out!
Yeah.
You guys like that, huh.
[laughter]
My name's Ensa.
-Ensa?
-Yes. Like Mensa, but without the M.
DUTCH: Mensa like the high-IQ club.
FLYNN: Ah, but minus the high IQ.
[laughter]
I'm Flynn.
I'm the one that emailed you Wednesday.
-Oh yeah right.
These two are big fans of our little club...
I hope you're cool with them joining the adventure.
-Yeah! More the merrier!
DUTCH: Time to get outta here I think.
Madhouse-man!
-[laughs] That's not gonna...
Ohhh yeah - this is, uh, pretty crazy.
DUTCH: Mmm Ms. "not to blow her own horn's pretty cute!
MADHOUSE: Dude, she can blow my horn
any day of the week and twice on Sunday!
CROSS: It's forty-some square miles of mostly dense forest
and moderately rough terrain.
We're about four miles in, right... here.
From the covered bridge back... here.
DUTCH: One way in!
CROSS: From what I've heard, aside from the covered bridge-
there's no way in or out of these woods
unless you have a kayak or rappelling gear.
And so our target structures are: here,
here,
and this one here,
before meeting up with team one here.
Team one started on Monday,
and circled to hit all the houses
to the east and north...
at least ten structures.
Who knows how many more
we couldn't see from satellite view.
And so we're on the short-leg route to the east.
-Damn! Ten houses.
-I wish I could've got the time off.
-Yeah, at least some of us still do work for a living.
So we meet up on Sunday
and then straight back to this spot.
-But what happens...
DUTCH: We should probably get moving - everybody.
Whoa...
RAVEN:... I mean if anything happens,
we have no way to reach anybody?
DUTCH: Oh... my... God...
Are you shooting tape??!!
I love that!
[laughter]
That's so neat!
-Yep! Standard-def and loving it!
-You don't have to shoot me, I'm just saying...
-RAVEN: No you look good on camera.
-I, I don't like it...
RAVEN: That's a good shot.
-I'm uncomfortable.
RAVEN: No? You're staying.
-Well, I'll film you back, so...
RAVEN: No, No- Here we go, wait,
Is this what you do? Dutch angle?
-No no no that's MY thing!
-Aw no...
You've been DUTCHED!
DUTCH: That's mine! It's trademark.
-Stealing it!
DUTCH: AI right stop, it's making me very uncomfortable.
[laughter]
I don’t like this at all. I'm freaking out!
DUTCH: Don't worry- Just relax...
nothin's gonna happen.
Besides, we've got Cross-bo over there to protect us.
[sigh] Hero shot... ruined!
DUTCH: Hope we find some clearings
where you can fly that thing.
-Map shows a few possible areas, even the first location.
DUTCH: You know Neo Fuego?
-Neo Fuego... what's Neo Fuego?
DUTCH: He's another urbexer who uses a drone,
so I thought you might know him.
-Oh. He any good?
DUTCH: Well... if you consider
A nice, smooth aerial shot of a house engulfed in flames
while people are trapped inside screaming "good", then...
ENSA: Um... okay...
CROSS: Yeah, when he shoots the inside of a house
it's usually because there's blood on the walls
or body parts on the f...
DUTCH: He posts demented videos with no descriptions
and is cross-subscribed with all us urbex dweebs, so...
-Probably a make up or special effects guy
or something...
-Or a sick bastard.
DUTCH: Oh he's definitely...
DUTCH: Let's do this!!
MADHOUSE: Five seconds...
[picture snap]
[laughter/chatter]
DUTCH: Oh my!
[♪Tappinglscraping drum rhythm]
DUTCH: [behind camera] No, go ahead, go ahead.
Keep going...
don't look at the camera, just act natural...
same thing I tell all the ghosts...
[more chatter]
FLYNN: [behind camera] Hey... you guys keeping up?
[joking/laughter/chatter]
FLYNN: Aw... look at all this mud...
[more chatter]
[♪Random drum tapping continues]
RAVEN: [behind camera] ...Ensa.
Flynn... and...
Madhouse.
And of course my BFF!
Hi Jax!
MADHOUSE: [behind camera] This is like the, uh,
the enchanted forest.
Un-freaking-believable!
[chatter/excitement]
You gotta love this...
I mean, look at this!
This is like picturesque.
This is, like... beautiful!
[♪Slow pulsing drum rhythm]
[heavy breathing from behind camera]
[excited laughter from behind camera]
[♪Pulsing drum rhythm speeds up]
[breathing]
[eerie squeaking wheel]
DUTCH: Whoa! Check out this tree dude.
That looks like the alien!
CROSS: Yeah, whatever you say Dutch.
DUTCH: "Ash, can you see this?"
MADHOUSE: It looks like the what?
RAVEN: ...Adam, from the first group.
FLYNN: He's... who's brother?
RAVEN: Cross's
Yeah he posted the little horror-show yesterday
His last video...
MADHOUSE: GOD! This pack sucks!
It must weigh a hundred fuckin' pounds, man!
RAVEN: So... whaddya think?
Are ya havin' fun?
-It's beautiful... but
There's a lot of sadness...
and darkness...
[eerie low drone hum]
[excited chatter]
[low drone hum continues]
[camera drone flying]
DUTCH: Wow. Check this out!
RAVEN: I can't wait to go inside.
I bet it's SO creepy!
[excited laughter]
RAVEN: Aw, man!
MADHOUSE: Guys! Guys, look at this-
do you see that window?
CROSS: Nice.
DUTCH: Move over NSA, we've got Ensa!
ENSA: Damn right.
ENSA: Aw man, this thing might fall down!
[low drone hum]
DUTCH: Get outta my shot Cross-bo.
MADHOUSE: Hey Cross-bo!
Jees man sorry - Cross.
FLYNN: We got plenty here.
How far to the next location?
-Whoa - we haven't even went inside the house yet!
[grumbles] Walk in my frame.
FLYNN: Hey! Are you done playing with your toy?
-It's almost like it has a life of its own
can you feel it?
-Feel what?
-The energy coming from inside the house,
it's...
It has this heaviness...
RAVEN: [chuckles] No.
But... while you feel it, I'm gonna tape it.
[chatter]
DUTCH: Look at this place!
[distant chatter]
DUTCH: Wow.
Look at this... monstrosity
Is there any...
[as Shaggy] g-g-g-g-ghosts Scoob??
[laughter]
MADHOUSE: And the kitchen floor...
is... no more.
RAVEN: Wow. I wonder how old this house is.
[footsteps through debris]
MADHOUSE: Whoa...
[more chatter]
[falling debris/dust]
Get a hero shot.
CROSS: Going to level two.
DUTCH: AI right.
RAVEN: I'm kinda nervous to come up these steps...
Oh my God...
Oh shit.
DUTCH: Hi Jax.
RAVEN: What's up Dutch!
-Ow - that's kinda bright...
-Sorry! [laughter]
[eerie wind]
[footsteps over broken glass/debris]
RAVEN: Jack feeling some stuff out.
This room creeps me out man.
DUTCH: They left one outfit behind.
One pair of shoes...
RAVEN: I know!
DUTCH: One shirt...
RAVEN: I don't like it...
There's this shoe here...
and this one over here...
DUTCH: A dress outfit too...
RAVEN:... I don't know.
[chatter]
RAVEN: It's just...
why was someone ripping up books?
[distant chatter]
MADHOUSE: Yes!
This is the very definition of urbex right here.
RAVEN: What kind of skull? Are you freaking kidding me?
Is that really a skull?
Guys, there's a skull over here!
Ohh, what are you?
DUTCH: This is no time for a bathroom break, Cross.
CROSS: Always hilarious.
RAVEN: Are you gettin' in the mirror?
DUTCH: I'm getting YOU in the mirror.
-Me?
DUTCH: You done were GOT in the mirror.
There you go... pose time!
-Oh, I'm walking away.
DUTCH: I thought I saw something behind you...
[noises from upstairs]
RAVEN: What was that?
[calls out] Is there anybody up on three?
DUTCH: No we're all down here.
RAVEN: Did you hear that?
Oh God, I hope no one's up here...
DUTCH: She heard somethin' up there, I think...
CROSS: Raven?
CROSS: Raven!
DUTCH: Careful, man...
CROSS: RAVEN!
RAVEN: [faint from upstairs] I'm alright.
[big sigh]
RAVEN: Sorry if there's a spirit
and I'm making you angry.
Just lookin'' at your house.
JACK: What do you think happened here?
-[faint whisper] Somebody's neck was broken
and I can't figure out how...
[distant chatter]
[structural creaking]
DUTCH: What??
No cell service out here my ass!
RAVEN: Anyone die in here Jax?
-No...
Maybe in there...
MADHOUSE: Aw no...
[Raven shrieks]
DUTCH: Whoa Jesus!
RAVEN: Is that blood?
DUTCH: Oh, man!
RAVEN: Oh my God...
MADHOUSE: Raven was right...
You ARE good.
DUTCH: Looks like someone blew their fucking brains out
up there.
I wanna know how the hell she knew that.
DUTCH: So are you like a mind-reader?
-No, not exactly.
DUTCH: Um...
Can you tell what I'm thinking right now?
-Nope. No idea.
DUTCH: Hmm, good.
[under his breath] She's not THAT good...
ENSA: Got some good shots out here.
Inside any good?
-Oh yeah,
Another house rotting in purgatory
waiting for us to come along
and disturb its nice, even coat of dust.
Sure, yeah.
[laughter]
-I got some good shots!
CROSS: Yeah me too...
when we weren't tripping over each other.
-Yeah I thought that might happen
so that's why I sat this one out.
DUTCH: Hmm.
ENSA: ...about a mile and a half, maybe.
FLYNN: Yeah... Way point three?
MADHOUSE: Mile and a half!
Goddamn I'm freaking dying here.
(RAVEN: [laughs) Suck it up wimp-house!
DUTCH: Doesn't the camera body alone
go for like six grand?
-Yeah. Another four for the lens.
DUTCH: Sweet.
Beats the hell outta mine.
You loaded... like rich dude?
-No, man.
This is an 'Uncle Sam' special...
courtesy of a few, you know-
bogus government grants.
DUTCH: Uh... Uhh
We should probably all get movin'.
MADHOUSE:...a little better.
I think it's a little more balanced
if I actually carry the camera in front.
DUTCH: Uh oh...
-Jack...
What?
MADHOUSE: I don't like this...
DUTCH: Cross, hold up a second.
-What is it?
DUTCH: I...
This can't be good.
-Can anyone else feel this?
Listen...
Can you hear her...
MADHOUSE: Hear who?
-I can hear her.
Listen...
MADHOUSE: Well, shit maybe we should
get the hell outta here and leave her alone.
RAVEN: Uhhh... Jack you're...
you're kinda freaking these guys out.
-I can hear her-she's crying...
DUTCH: Ohhhhh man...
[chants] Om namah shivaya...
Om namah sh-[grunt]
Ow!!!!
What the hell!
FLYNN: Careful.
-You alright?
RAVEN: You good dude?
-What was that-a stone???
JACK: [softly/monotone] We should go...
-U-u-ugh
Jesus!
RAVEN: What??
DUTCH: It's a fuckin' tombstone!
RAVEN: Are you serious?
ENSA: Really?
DUTCH: Yeah.
RAVEN: What are you doing???
DUTCH: We should leave this alone.
CROSS: Matthew F... Feinman
Eighteen... eighty four...
Eighteen ninety-seven.
MADHOUSE: Damn. Just thirteen.
Poor kid.
-A relic.
Kinda creepy.
ENSA: Shh!
I hear him...
Matt...
Matt, is that you?
[Ensa laughs]
DUTCH: Oh, you silly sh...
-Had you all going, didn't I?
-Stifle it Ensa-go!
MADHOUSE: Uhhh Guys...
RAVEN: What are you doing?
DUTCH: Dude...
RAVEN: Cross, c'mon!
What is that?
DUTCH: Is that another one?
Raven: Is that a tombstone??
MADHOUSE: Oh my God! It's a fucking cemetery!!
FLYNN: This is a graveyard!
[excitement/chatter]
DUTCH: Check this out!
ENSA: There's another one!
RAVEN: Oh my God they're everywhere guys...
DUTCH: They're all over the place
CROSS: ...is a little unsettling.
-We should not be here...
DUTCH: Guys...
Maybe Jack's right... maybe we should go.
CROSS: Kind of an ancient burial ground.
RAVEN: Creepy cool!
-Oh my God a cemetery...
No way anybody knows about this!
FLYNN: Safe to say, I mean
I don't see a fresh bouquet of flowers anywhere.
-I can't...
I CAN'T...
MADHOUSE: You okay Jack?
RAVEN: You can't WHAT, Jack?
-These woods can't be cleared.
CROSS: Cleared?
MADHOUSE: I don't wanna be cleared...
-Guys Jack is right, we shouldn't be here...
Jack, wait!
MADHOUSE: Ummm...
CROSS: It's getting late.
MADHOUSE: What just happened?
[grunt/THUD]
[footsteps walking away]
[footsteps returning/with squeaking wheel barrow]
DUTCH: I wanna get everybody in my shot. Go ahead-go ahead.
FLYNN: [gasp] This is beautiful! Wow.
[fun/chatter]
DUTCH: I'd forgotten how much I hate foot-travel!
RAVEN: ...he thinks the government is out to get him?
DUTCH: FBI, NSA, CIA...
Cross thinks the world's spying on him twenty-four/seven.
RAVEN: [laughs] Why?
DUTCH: [sigh] Conspiracy theories, paranoia,
wild imagination...
DUTCH: It's a tough question...
-Yeah.
-Hmm.
-I don't know, I think about a lot of the, uh...
The journalists, you know
in war-torn countries and stuff like that,
They got a lotta...
They gotta document the...
DUTCH: Yeah, the battle...
-the battles, and...
DUTCH: Yeah- The atrocities and...
-They have to take that footage back
to their editors and all that, so...
DUTCH: It's a good point. There's a lot of evidence,
a lot of... things that happen.
So would you save the camera
or would you save your friend
In that situation?
I know I'd save the camera.
I wouldn't save Cross. I mean,
no offense to him, but...
I'm just kidding! I'd save Cross, of course.
I wouldn't save the camera.
JACK: Look right here, It looks like
a butterfly or a bird even like
There's the... like with a long tail.
And then wings...
with the light coming through the trees...
RAVEN: Yyyeah. Okay.
[laughter]
-The footage is important...
DUTCH: Yeah, 'cause that could save millions.
I mean, you could be documenting atrocities and
you know, human rights violations...
-Yeah dude...
DUTCH: It's a tough one.
-I... don't know man, I [laughs] think
Cameras are not as heavy as people.
-[laughs] They don't complain or bleed all over ya...
-Yeah...
[giggling]
RAVEN: Nothing you wouldn't have though of
in a minute anyway!
-[laughs] You know me too well.
Hold on...
I'm sorry fern.
I will put you back in just a minute.
RAVEN: Nature selfie!
ENSA: We could just keep going straight.
CROSS: No, there's no way we're gonna hit both locations
if we want to camp before dark,
so I say we hit 'em both simultaneously
and meet up on the northeast side... here.
DUTCH: I'm for that. Seven's a damn crowd.
-Yeah, but not everybody has a map, so
if we get lost, we won't be able to find each other.
-Here... Ensa...
You, Flynn and Madhouse hit the southern location...
that one.
The rest of us will hit the other one.
-Okay.
DUTCH: AI right...
-[with radio echo] Testing... testing.
DUTCH: You shouldn't need those anyway.
Just head northwest from your location
and we'll camp maybe a half-mile out.
DUTCH: Jeeees...
CROSS: Man!
RAVEN: Nice...
Spooky nice!
CROSS: How some of these remain standing
is a mystery to me.
DUTCH: Gimme the lowdown Jax...
Haunted?
Demons?
Stench of death?
-I don't know that I'd call it a 'stench'...
Well couldn't you just wave your wand
and make all the bad stuff go away
before we go in?
-I'm not goin' in.
RAVEN: [sigh] C'mon Jax...
CROSS: Why not?
JACK: I'm just not.
DUTCH: Wow... look at this.
Man!
[debris-crunching footsteps]
[chatter]
RAVEN: Whew...
Definitely smells like somethin'...
Hmm.
Nice and moldy.
[debris/footsteps from other rooms]
Is that the basement??
DUTCH: ...You're the tough guy, not me
I'm your sidekick... You're Batman, I'm Robin.
I'm just here to... follow you around.
[distant chatter]
RAVEN: AI right, getting outta here.
They left me by myself...
Kinda creepy. Kiiinda creepy.
DUTCH: ...foot drop.
I will not be exploring that today.
My buddy Cross...
[more chatter]
[whistling wind]
RAVEN: Yeah, it smells moldy...
Oh - maybe that's why.
Do ya... [laughs]
Do ya think that's why?
'Cause there's a big hole in the ceiling? [laughs]
That would probably do it.
[more chatter]
DUTCH:... It's like the Star Wars, that...
garbage chute or whatever.
RAVEN: I'm pretty nervous to walk in here actually...
'cause I know the floor looks like it's gonna go...
[scream]
DUTCH: Oh my God!
You okay?
CROSS: You're through. Dutch MOVE!
RAVEN: Guys HELP!
DUTCH: Do somethin'!
[heavy breathing]
ENSA: Check TH IS out...
FLYNN: Aw, man!
ENSA: Wow.
What the fuck...
MADHOUSE: Whoa!
What the hell happened here???
Are you sure this is the place?
ENSA: Yeah, well... it was.
MADHOUSE: Okay...
FLYNN: Yeah, way point four.
MADHOUSE: Way point what?
Jesus! It looks like a...
like a... bomb was dropped or something.
Whoa what is that thing?
[electronic beeps]
Fine...
[under his breath] Keep your little secrets.
ENSA: Designate amber three...
MADHOUSE: [quietly] Mm hmm...
See if I save YOU guys before I save my camera.
[more beeps]
Ummmm...
Hey do you guys- do you guys feel that?
-Hmm?
ENSA: Holy shit - it's still hot!
MADHOUSE: Yeah, this like...
JUST happened.
-Re-designate..
MADHOUSE: Uuugh... what...
what is that? Do you guys smell that?
[scream] Oh my God!!!
-What? [gasp]
MADHOUSE: Oooh my God.
-Oh God!
-Oh shit...
MADHOUSE: [gags/coughs]
Oh my God...
ENSA: Re-designate...
...It hurts...
DUTCH: You don't mind if I interview you right now?
You okay?
-Yeah. I'm good.
DUTCH: It doesn't look like there's any gaping wound...
-It burns a little
DUTCH: Does it?
-But I'm good. I'm good.
JACK: You go ahead and get that thing cleaned up.
Rave... c'mon!
DUTCH: Rave, I got all that on film.
-You got it on tape?
DUTCH: I did!
I didn't stop rolling 'cause they were, like this
they were here helping you.
-Thanks-you got my camera!
DUTCH: That was a little scary though
I gotta be honest.
Don't do that again, it's...
-Well you told me not to go in there...
DUTCH: I DID tell you not to go in there, but it's...
-As soon as I went in there, too. Nope!
I'm ready to go back in though.
JACK: At least disinfect!
Before you go back in.
DUTCH: Well I don’t think she should go back in...
-I'll disinfect, that's it though.
Jack: Okay thank you.
DUTCH: Wait out here with Jax.
-No, I'm ready, I'm good... Goin' back in.
JACK: Are you okay?
DUTCH: Are you sure? I mean, it's gonna bruise up...
are you sure you'll be able to walk fine?
-[grunt] That hurts a little bit.
DUTCH: Does it sting?
-A little bit...
DUTCH: Aw, I...
I can't watch...
-You comin'?
DUTCH: Yeah we're comin'...
-I'll be fine guys!
DUTCH:: AI right let's go, let's do it!
RAVEN: AI right c'mon.
DUTCH: You're a trooper!
RAVEN: ...As long as I don't break anything right?
DUTCH: AI right...
RAVEN: We're good.
DUTCH: AI right house two... take two.
RAVEN: Oh... bedroom...
I think...
maybe this is the living room.
It's like a fireplace...
Ugh...
DUTCH: [faintly] Hey Cross, come here!
RAVEN: Whoa...
Nice staircase!
CROSS: I see Dutch has his 'dutch'.
DUTCH: Uh huh.
Hey dude,
Give me a slow 'zombie walk'
up these stairs.
RAVEN: [laughs]
CROSS: Zombie what?
DUTCH: You know... a zombie walk...
slow ascent to claim your next victim.
C'mon it'll be awesome!
RAVEN: Do it! Do it! Yeah!
CROSS: Dumb as hell, but...
I wouldn't want to deprive you of your 'awesome'.
DUTCH: Thank you.
CROSS: [goofy groans] Ahhhooohhh...
[laughter]
DUTCH: C'mon Cross, make papa Romero proud!
RAVEN: [laughs] This is awful!
CROSS: [groaning] I'm a zom-bie...
[more laughter]
RAVEN: He said "I'm a zombie!" [laughs]
[loud crash/boom]
[terror screams]
DUTCH: WHOA!!
RAVEN: Cross!!!! Cross!!!
DUTCH: You okay???
RAVEN: Cross!!!
DUTCH: Are you okay man?
CROSS: Ouch!!
RAVEN: Oh God...
DUTCH: Aww, you scared us to death up here.
CROSS: Owwww...
DUTCH: Hey Cross, Why do we fall?
CROSS: Shut the fuck up!
RAVEN: Seriously!
Cross are... are you okay??
-Yeah I think...
I think so... scrapes on my hands...
but I landed on something soft.
DUTCH: AI right, here I got a flashlight, dude. Hold on...
[screams]
Oh my god!!!!!
RAVEN: It's a fucking body!!!
CROSS: SH IT!!! SH IT!!!!
RAVEN: Dutch get him outta there!!
DUTCH: Um... I'm gonna go get your backpack...
I'm gonna-I'll get some rope...
I'll be right back!!!
Just stay right there!!!
DUTCH: Cross, wait up. Cross...
Jesus! I haven't seen him this upset
since he found out his uncle Joey was on welfare!
JACK: Is he okay?
-I don't know how he could be.
DUTCH: Oh he's a tough mother. He'll be fine.
-Jax why don't you go and talk to him...
Calm him down.
You know what's going on with him.
DUTCH: She does?
JACK: Um, okay...
I think a mini-session might-
might help him right now.
DUTCH: Session?? What's goin' on?
-Come and find out...
-It's Adam...
You're thinking about your brother.
You're worried about him...
-I th... I thought it was...
him in there...
his body, but-it wasn't.
JACK: You fear he's not okay.
-I don't know...
JACK: There's something else...
Who's the little kid,
I'm seeing...
a little boy...
a little blond boy?
-[disbelief Little blond boy!
When we were kids we used to live
next door to this run-down house-
I don't remember anybody ever living in.
I mean, boarded up windows...
I just never understood why.
So Adam and I would sneak in and play...
explore it and check it out.
It was spooky-
We-we were just kids.
One night, Adam and I...
we were out back playing when we noticed
a flickering light coming from
one of the unboarded back windows in that house
So, we go over and we found
this little kid...
maybe ten years old, in the house.
He'd set fire to it and it was starting to burn pretty good.
So Adam and I, we put it out
and dad called the police...
Found out later the kid was abandoned
and had been using the house for months.
I just thought...
A little abandoned kid...
in an abandoned house.
JACK: You haven't let him go.
Cross...
You didn't hurt him, you helped him.
-I don't know.
As I have less and less tolerance for real people
I find a kindred spirit in many of these houses.
Every house has a story...
Abandoned-
forgotten for decades
waiting to be rescued...
for the story to be told.
JACK: Don't give up on us, Cross.
You have to find a way
to purge the negative
and see the light.
DUTCH: Him? Purge the negative?
That'd be like pouring peroxide on a turd!
JACK: Cross
trauma can bring out one's true nature...
Your's is good!
DUTCH: You mean there's still hope for this guy?
Well hell's bells!
CROSS: Because IF we tell them,
they might expect us all to leave.
RAVEN: They might freak.
I'm still freaked!
DUTCH: I agree, let's not say anything.
That Ensa's strange enough already.
RAVEN: Yeah... right.
CROSS: Well no matter who stays or who goes
I'm not leaving these woods without Adam.
DUTCH: I'm with you, bro.
[to Jack] Thank you.
RAVEN: [to herself] Don't talk about the decaying corpse...
Do NOT talk about the decaying corpse...
Don't talk about the decaying corpse...
DUTCH: Check it out!
It's like a thousand year old barn silo!
CROSS: Where's the barn?
DUTCH: Hey Cross...
"Everywhere I look, Something reminds me of him..."
[laughter]
RAVEN: He's hairy!
RAVEN: ...Like they found the corpse's identity on that show-
I think it was...
CSI Miami.
DUTCH: CSI my butthole!
[laughter]
CROSS: CSI uranus?
[more laughter]
DUTCH: Inter-planetary crime investigators!
RAVEN: Was that Cross who just said that?
CROSS: I think you're east of us heading west.
ENSA: [on radio] No... I think we're north...
Uh, hold on...
-Can you...
Hey, give a holler will ya.
-Sure.
YO HOOOOOO!!
-Hear that?
ENSA: [on radio] Okay gotcha. Heading your way.
RAVEN: [chuckles]
HAD to get this!
Fifteen minutes and still about the size of a candle.
-Okay!
The wood is wet...
You are welcome to give it a shot
if you want to!
RAVEN: No you're good...
-Well, well, well- look who's here!
ENSA: We made it! Can you believe it?
RAVEN: Hi guys.
[whispers] Who's that?
MADHOUSE: Look who decided to show up:
Mister D La Casa himself.
-Devlin actually.
DUTCH: D La Casa, no way!
I had no idea you were comin'.
Dutch.
-Oh yeah-you're the...
great angler.
And um...
You miss, you must be... Raven?
RAVEN: Yeah. Hey, how's it goin'.
CROSS: You never responded to our trip invites
or planning emails... Devlin.
DEVLIN: My apologies.
I was, uh...
In the area.
[chuckling]
FLYNN: Very funny.
CROSS: Hey...
my brother has that exact same camera.
FLYNN: You guys find anything good at the third house?
DUTCH: Awesome house...
Creepy! Right Rave?
-Uh, Yeah.
Creepy.
Good stuff.
DUTCH: Yeah, except when you fell through the floor...
and then Cross fell through a staircase.
DEVLIN: [laughs loudly]
DUTCH: Yo, cool it La Casa man!
JACK: It's not funny!
-It's kinda funny...
[campfire chatter]
DUTCH: Yeah you know that guy, he's like the king of urbex...
CROSS: Yeah.
DUTCH: His channel has like seventy thousand subscribers!
CROSS: Wow.
DUTCH: SO not fair.
-You just...
-Cook your own hot dog!
-You just seem like you're better at it...
I don't know...
DUTCH: They're having a lot of fun at this too.
It's very nice.
[more campfire chatter]
-Come on...
RAVEN: I'm gonna yarf.
-I don't wanna eat any more.
RAVEN: I'm gonna yarf- In the fire!
[laughter/chatter]
RAVEN: Okay fine.
Who's cleaning up my vomit?
I'm just kidding! [laughter]
RAVEN: [dramatic] And then they hear his words.
Whatever you do...
don't turn around.
So he slowly walks the dark path
resisting the urge to turn around.
Listening...
What was that???
If he turns to look- it's certain death!
Or is it?
So on he walks
until he finally can't take it anymore.
Whatever you do, DON'T TURN AROUND!
He turns to look...
[gasp] He gasps!
At the back of the roads end
is his girlfriend- hanging dead from a tree!
DUTCH: Ohhh!
DEVLIN: Aw I LOVE it!
-That wasn't scary.
RAVEN: Hey! You said campfire stories,
that's the one I know!
DEVLIN: [self absorbed] It's the perfect ending...
DUTCH: Hey Madhouse-man,
let's hear the story about that fancy camera of yours.
-This...
this is not just any camera, okay
this is...
high-tech, climate-science data gathering equipment.
DUTCH: Oh, Jesus...
ENSA: It's what?
MADHOUSE: Ah-nah, it's uh, it's top secret.
See if I told you, then I'd have to sodomize you.
[groans of disgust]
ENSA: Come on, man!
-Okay okay...
My cousin in D.C., his wife works for the EFA
and, uh...
She says they're giving away BILLIONS
alright, not-not millions, but billions
in their silly...
climate-change initiative or whatever.
FLYNN: Oh, global warming- good one!
MADHOUSE: And uh,
she hands me some paperwork and she says
If I apply for a grant of like, uh
ten grand or less,
it's a done-deal, no problem.
But, you know, I told her...
I don't really believe in, uh,
climate-change, and global warming and all that.
She-
She leans in, she puts her arm around me, she goes
"neither do we, but we're talkin' BILLIONS."
FLYNN: [sigh] Oh brother.
ENSA: God damn it. Fucking fraud!
Dutch: So it's not YOUR camera, It's MY camera...
it's OUR camera, the taxpayers' camera.
-Suckers!
Look you should do what I do...
I quit paying taxes years ago.
You wouldn't believe what Uncle Sam has in his stash
and for the taking, I mean,
you got the P-A-D-H-S givin' away cash. You got, uh,
DUTCH: [quietly] Eeeeasy big guy.
Sit back down, man...
MADHOUSE: ...some good old fashioned disability
for good measure.
And if you're a minority...
whoa buddy!
You know what I'm talkin' about, right?
ENSA: No- I actually DON'T.
MADHOUSE: I couldn't do a whole lot better
if I was working a shit-job every day, so...
DUTCH: Like MY shit-job??
FLYNN: Your momma must be proud.
-I'm not livin'' in her basement
and I send her a birthday card every year.
DUTCH: [under his breath] I shouldn't have asked...
-It's fine.
Look, it's all legit-
I can send you the information...
DUTCH: Cross?
CROSS: Well-I believe a debt of thanks is in order...
RAVEN: Ohhhh shit...
-No problem man, happy to help.
-No! I mean it's time YOU thank ME...
[screaming/chaos]
For supporting YOU and your pathetic fucking life!!
-He's got a gun!
-Uncle Sam's fucking stash??
That comes outta MY paycheck!
HIS paycheck-HER paycheck!
-Cross STOP!!!
-You're worthless... WORSE than worthless!
You're a leech!
-Fut it down man!!!
-I've been to Detroit asshole-
I've seen what happens to a city
when it's filled with fucking parasites like you!
[yelling/chaos]
-You like abandoned houses?
Try five fucking square miles of them!!!
Now I get to watch as my country turns into Detroit...
Thanks to people like YOU??
RAVEN: [panicked] He's gonna shoot him...
-FUCK THAT!!!
Say THANK YOU!!
Say it NOW!
MADHOUSE [choking] Tha- thank you... thank you...
FLYNN: Aw man!
Madhouse: [whimpers]
RAVEN: Oh my God!!
DUTCH: Fuck!
[panic breathing subsides]
ENSA: Holy shit...
RAVEN: What just happened?
DUTCH: Oh my God...
[murmuring]
DUTCH: Psychopath.
FLYNN: That's assault with deadly.
ENSA: It's not loaded- chamber's empty.
FLYNN: That's jail time my friend!
CROSS: I'm sorry, I-
I... shouldn't have done that...
DUTCH: Is he okay?
DEVLIN: I have a story.
[Raven tries to calm her breathing]
-There once was...
a little boy-
who just wanted to play.
He wished he could have his own playground.
[sings] I want a play-ground- I want a play-ground...
...he'd sing.
But the other kids were mean, and...
there was...
a decade of abuse
going from institution to institution.
All the while, he'd sing-
[sings/joyless] Where is my play-ground.
But see, things had gotten...
twisted in his mind.
The word "play", had become "hurt"...
To inflict pain-
To burn.
DUTCH: [whispers] What the fuck???
-Years later, he escaped
to the remote back woods.
Ya know...
not far from where we are right now.
TH IS... would be his playground.
This was...
Disneyland...
upside-down.
RAVEN: [whispers] Who IS this guy?
Where - hunters become the game.
Where hikers... bleed in pain.
A group of explorers on an expedition
venture in just a liiiitle too deep...
Uh uh.
Another group comes.
RAVEN: [quietly] Jax??
DEVLIN: [continues] They can smell the stench of death.
Will they turn back?
[laughs] No!
First, one disappears...
The next... trapped!
Grisly discoveries.
Secrets revealed.
Turn back!!
They try...
They drive out...
CRASH!
They find
The tall,
dark
house.
Won't you come in?
If there's no one around,
and you fall in MY woods...
When you scream
will you really make a sound?
RAVEN: Can we please be done with story time now?
DUTCH: You about ready?
-No.
DUTCH: What do you mean "no"!
You'd better go apologize to him, like right now!
Okay??
You can't put a gun to someone's head!
All those phantom Feds with their satellites...
You're gonna give them an actual reason
to come and get you!
-Hey...
look at this.
DUTCH: [big sigh] What?
-D La Casa...
Devil in the house.
DUTCH: Holy shit... Devlin?
-Where is he? Is he still out there?
DUTCH: Um- he was by Ensa's tent.
No no no no, see,
this is what I'm talkin' about dude! You c...
CROSS: Devlin...
Devlin, where are you?
Devlin?
ENSA: What the hell??
FLYNN: Pipe down guys!
CROSS: Shhh! Quiet!
FLYNN: What?
[murmers from the others]
ENSA: You alright man?
FLYNN: He was here like ten minutes ago.
DUTCH: We just found out that Devlin
was with Adam and the first group!
ENSA: Oh shit!
RAVEN: Are you serious?
-I don't believe this! God damn it!!!
-Ugh...
I feel sick...
JACK: Raven!!!!!
DUTCH: What the f...
JACK: Rave, where are you???
DUTCH: What?? What's goin' on?
-RAVE! Have you seen her?
DUTCH: No.
MADHOUSE: What- she left her tent?
-Yeah...
RAVE!!!
Have you seen her????
FLYNN: Why would she leave her tent?
MADHOUSE: Aw man...
-She wasn't feeling well.
I think she got up like three or four times
in the middle of the night.
She went-that way...
and, like once to vomit, I don't know!!!
MADHOUSE: Jesus!
-Don't worry.
-Oh my God...
-We'll find her!
RAVEN!
DUTCH: Say something!
FLYNN: Are you out there???
Raven!
DUTCH: Rave!!
No...
ENSA: Raven!!
-Raven!!
This is fucked.
Maybe she got scared and ran off.
DUTCH: The way you've been acting...
I can almost buy that.
[random calls for Raven]
MADHOUSE: This is so fucked up!
FLYNN:... I know but I'm just saying she wouldn't just leave.
RAVEN!!
-Raven!!
[Jack whimpers]
MADHOUSE: This is crazy!
CROSS: Raven!!
Raven!
MADHOUSE: Guys come here!
FLYNN: What?
What is it?
-That guy left his camera.
-Wait-where was that at?
-It was right here...
where he was hangin' out last night.
Battery's dead...
JACK: [crying] Guys!
-Jesus God no...
ENSA: What??
-It's your brother's memory card!
MADHOUSE: Aw, man- That's his camera!
JACK: Oh my god...
[♪drum hits - trailing off]
Flynn: ...We can't stay here.
Our best chance of finding her
is to keep moving.
Okay Jax? Come on, let's go.
-Okay...
CROSS: There's clips on here dated yesterday.
DUTCH: Hmm.
-That the card from your brother's camera?
-One of 'em.
Where the hell's clip one?
DUTCH: Ahhh, man...
FROM LAPTOP: Yes! [laughter]
CROSS: Oh no...
MADHOUSE: Holy shit!
DUTCH: Oh... my... God.
LAPTOP: [heavy breathing]
DUTCH: Not good. Not good.
ENSA: What the fuck?
DUTCH: Cross, man...
MADHOUSE: He was on us from the beginning...
DUTCH: What... what the hell?
CROSS: He was there...
MADHOUSE: We didn't find him, he found us.
DUTCH: This is... scary.
Really scary.
CROSS: He's following us.
DUTCH: Unbelievable.
LAPTOP: HELP!!!! [terror screams]
DUTCH: Um, I'm not sure I want to see
the footage on that other card...
MADHOUSE: Yeah, I'm quite sure that I don't.
[loud gunshot]
[fearful gasps]
FLYNN: Where'd that come from??
CROSS: Anybody see anything? Anything????
FLYNN: I think it came from that direction...
[Jack prays aloud softly]
DUTCH: Cross... You see anything?
ENSA: Who is it??
[distant chatter of old men]
[Jack continues her prayer/incantation]
FLYNN: Hello...
ENSA: What's up?
DUTCH: Hey...
CROSS: Lotta commotion last night,
did you guys see what happened?
OLD MAN: Last night?
I ate a frog...
OTHER MAN: It was a toad!
-It tasted like shit.
-Told you it would.
MADHOUSE: Do you um... catch anything?
-What's that?
DUTCH: It's a video camera.
-What fer?
DUTCH: For capturing video.
-You gonna capture me??
MADHOUSE: No, it's for, like... shooting.
-Shooting???
You can't shoot me! I'll shoot you!
I can't...
CROSS: Did you see a guy last night... Devlin?
-No, last night...
just a frog.
-Toad!
-Did you see a blond guy???
Jack: What about her?
-That's not blonde.
CROSS: [whispers] Somethin's not right. I'm going in.
ENSA: I'm right behind you man.
FLYNN: Stay back.
CROSS: We'd like to take a look inside...
alright?
MAN: Are you shootin' me?
MADHOUSE: Just a minute-
It's gonna be just a minute
FLYNN: Stay out here, okay?
DUTCH: That okay? Okay?
ENSA: We'll keep a lookout guys.
MADHOUSE: Oh my God, these guys can not be serious.
There's no way they live like this...
[chatter/arguing outside]
DUTCH: Uhh-
The last two houses were in better shape than this one.
[more arguing outside]
CROSS: Hmm. Nothing here...
DUTCH: Except disgusting and mold...
[screaming escalates outside]
JACK: Cross!!
MAN: [approaching] TH IS IS MY HOUSE!!!!
GET OUTTA MY HOUSE!!!
[gunshot]
[clang/crash]
This is my house...
[PUNCH/shrieks in pain]
MADHOUSE: Easy man!
[PUNCH]
DUTCH: Awww man.
Awww...
MADHOUSE: Cross, You okay?
CROSS: [exhausted] She's not here, we...
we gotta go.
DUTCH: Yeah, we'd better go.
DUTCH: ...bad idea.
-I threw it on the roof!
-Yeah, so they'll go up and get it.
ENSA: Leaving another crazy person armed in these woods?
-If hunting's how they eat
they keep the rifle!
Where the hell you guys from??
Jesus!
MADHOUSE: [quietly] We'll find Raven...
We'll meet up with Cross's brother...
We'll all go home...
and live happily ever after.
FLYNN: We could be back by nightfall.
-But we're only a mile or so from our final location!
ENSA: Look, I don't think it's a good idea.
-We need to go get help.
DUTCH: So you guys are heading back??
FLYNN: Ensa and I are, yeah.
-And whoever else wants to come...
CROSS: Fine by me if you ALL go!
I'm not leaving here without Adam.
DUTCH: Good luck. I hope you all make it back okay.
-I'm staying.
JACK: So am I.
CROSS: ...follow this ridge about a mile east
you could go south straight from there.
FLYNN: Works for us.
-And our final house
is about a mile north-northeast
where we're gonna meet up with Adam and group one
before nightfall.
DUTCH: Okay.
ENSA: I'm hoping we can make it to the car
and gone by then.
-Yeah if you can keep up.
DUTCH: Okay...
-Well...
We'll bring help.
I promise.
-Thanks man.
FLYNN: Jack, if we find Raven...
ENSA: WHEN we find her, we'll let you know.
MADHOUSE: Okay, who here thinks those two were urbexers?
DUTCH: What do you mean?
-I'm tellin' you they were cops or something.
I saw some of their tech gear
and It's not your ordinary everyday shit, okay?
-Like what?
-Like shit I've never seen before.
Okay and...
I heard them talking at the burned-down house
in some sort of agent-speak.
And that place had
charred, half-buried human remains!
DUTCH: What??
-I know, right?
And then they said not to say anything about it...
I mean what the fuck!
-Madhouse is right.
They're not who they are pretending to be.
DUTCH: Well since we're all coming clean,
there was a dead body under the stairs
at our house too.
-Fuck!
CROSS: They could be feds.
DUTCH: Oh, Cross
don't start on that, man.
Let's just go find Adam
and get the fuck outta here!
CROSS: If they ARE feds,
the only help they're gonna bring
scares me more than anything out here.
MADHOUSE: Wow... ya know [laughs]
I've heard of paranoia, but...
-Dutch, do you remember Thompson Bell?
DUTCH: The only person I ever met
more paranoid than you.
-Know where he is now?
DUTCH: Um... I do not, Cross, no.
-No one does, man. That's the point!
Feds came to "help" him too,
an armed detail of eight suited up in black
marched him off to never land...
MADHOUSE: Wai-what... where?
DUTCH: Don't listen to him.
-Off the face of the planet, that's where.
Look, if the feds come to frog-march you away,
don't expect due process.
That's all I'm saying.
DUTCH: Jesus Cross!
MADHOUSE: Whoa...
CROSS: Kat would've loved this.
DUTCH: Mm hmm.
CROSS: She always loved stone.
DUTCH: For sure.
Okaaay...
She'll just have to settle for our stellar photography.
JACK: Kat...
Kat's your fiancee?
CROSS: And Dutch's sister...
crazy.
DUTCH: Mm hmm
JACK: She's coming up here?
CROSS: No.
She was going to, but had to leave town.
Got back last night was the plan.
-Are you sure she wouldn't come up anyway?
DUTCH: No. No way.
Not unless she arranged to meet us here, no.
CROSS: Can I ask you somethin'?
How can you get a sense of somebody you don't know,
somebody you never even met...
but not your best friend?
MADHOUSE: Look I-I don't blame Raven for leaving,
I wouldn't wanna be up here with us nut-jobs either.
-Who says I don't get a sense of Raven?
I have a very clear sense...
and she didn't leave for home.
MADHOUSE: That it?
CROSS: Last house... that's it.
DUTCH: Hey Cross...
Adam or no Adam, let's bolt after this, yeah?
-Stay here with Jack.
JACK: No.
I'll go in.
[♪Random drum tapping]
CROSS: Adam?
Adam...
Adam?
Adam...
[♪more drum taps/scrapes]
Anyone???
Adam????
[radio sounds]
JACK: Oh my God-Raven!
CROSS: Ensa...
MADHOUSE: Um...
DEVLIN: [on radio/sings] This is my play-ground...
DUTCH: Fuuuuck!
MADHOUSE: Shit!
DEVLIN: [on radio/sings] This is my play-ground
MADHOUSE: Oh no...
DUTCH: Well this sucks!
-Oh my God...
DUTCH: Maybe we should go.
[♪Pulsing drum rhythm]
-Where are they?
WHERE ARE THEY!!!!
DEVLIN: [on radio] Whatever you do...
Don't...
go...
down...
stairs.
MADHOUSE: No no no...
-No...
MADHOUSE: No!
CROSS! WAIT!!!
[crash]
[air release/Jack screams]
DUTCH: Awwww man!
-No!
JACK: No Cross!!!
MADHOUSE: Cross Don't!
CROSS: No! No! No...
DUTCH: Oh my God...
CROSS: [downstairs] Adam????
My God HELP!!!
ADAAAAAM!!!
[Cross wails/cries from downstairs]
[Dutch and Jack sob]
DUTCH: [distraught] Cross I'm so sorry man...
MADHOUSE: Hey, is there something you can do...
or, you know... say that can help him?
-If we wanna get outtta here we need him.
JACK: [softly in prayer] The earth that we walk on,
it warns me.
It's impossible to ignore.
I feel the hate...
I feel the blood.
The woods are talking, we all feel it.
Source...
I thank you for your understanding.
And for the visions you give us
which help us to see our path ahead.
Thank you for your grace.
Adam...
Even as you transition to the light...
Send Cross a sign
that you, even before you came to this world...
chose to move into the light in this way.
That you are in peace...
...Ask that your guides and master guides
help to guide him at this time.
Help me to call in your ancestors
to help give him support.
Wrap him in energy. Whisper his name.
Drain all the fear and the anger from him.
Give us strength.
I'm calling on the Over lighting Deva
of the time-space continuum...
In this moment
All things we remember can not be erased or undone.
You are my guide...
my hope
my strength.
I know that you protect me...
Us.
...which appears to surround us be instantly transmuted
into love by that light.
And if transmutation is not to be done...
I beg you to surround this one.
[fighting tears] whisper his name...
[emotional overwhelm] Protect us.
DUTCH: ...No way we should go anywhere in the dark.
-Yeah, that's...
that's what I'm saying.
We should camp now.
The cars are hours from here.
-How close are we to the stone basement?
DUTCH: Well we can't all be asleep
that's all I'm sayin'.
-Yeah...
No Devlin this house, not tonight.
-We need to stay together.
CROSS: You knew...
didn't you?
-What?
You knew, just... tell me.
-First of all, I don't KNOW things,
I FEEL things.
Did I have a feeling?
Yes.
Which I wasn't trying to hide from you
or anybody.
And feelings don't always translate
to knowledge or physical fact, so you...
-I want to know
how my brother died!!
DUTCH: Take it easy brother, come on...
-At the hands of a vengeful soul.
The evil in these woods
has taken the lives of many.
MADHOUSE: The evil?
-You mean HIM.
DUTCH: Devlin.
-He's in a very dark place.
DUTCH: We gotta make damn sure he doesn't show up here tonight.
-AI right. Well then,
you guys get some rest.
I'm gonna keep watch up there on the ridge.
-About... last night. I uh...
I was wrong about you.
-No, man you weren't.
Now, um...
I'm gonna do something I haven't done in awhile, and...
make myself useful.
[Dutch chuckles]
[nearby branch sounds]
MADHOUSE: [quietly frantic] Shit...
[distant squeaking]
[branch snaps closer]
MADHOUSE: Shit!
Oh shit...
[distant squeak again]
MADHOUSE: [shivers in fear] Oh shit...
[squeak]
Shit. Shit. Shit...
[wheelbarrow speaks and rumbles]
RAVEN: [struggles for breath] A-ah-aa
H-h-hey...
[struggles]
What... are y-you doing?
DEVLIN: Okay Raven...
Out you go! [grunt]
[gasp/thud]
DEVLIN: [sigh] Okay...
[spinning wheel speaks]
[Raven struggles]
[loud grunt]
[distant scream]
DUTCH: Bless his heart.
The guy did his best.
CROSS: Don't wake him...
Here let's go back and make some noise
so he doesn't know we found him...
DUTCH: Four hours straight back, I think...
-How you doin' on batteries?
DUTCH: Ahh, I got like forty six minutes left,
so not good.
-Then put it away!
What are you still recording for anyway?
DUTCH: Evidence...
People are gonna need to know what's goin'on up here.
Especially if...
[distant loud voices]
Ohhhhh...
-Anyone tell me who's idea it was
to pass back by these lunatics?
JACK: Their shack wasn't on the map!
[distant arguing]
[radio activates/laughter]
DEVLIN: [radio-sings/hums tune of "Here Comes The Bride"]
DUTCH: Aw what the Fuck...
DEVLIN: [radio} Daaa dah, Da daaaa...
DUTCH: That maniac!
[Devlin laughs]
[radio-a car pulls to a stop]
-Is he messing with the cars?
DISTANT VOICE: What is that? Who is that??
[gunshot]
-Shit! MOVE!!
DUTCH: C'mon! Go! Go! Go!
DISTANT MAN: This is my house!!!
[gunshot]
[heavy breathinglexhaustion]
DUTCH: What about Raven's camera?
JACK: Her camera wasn't in the tent.
We never found it...
JACK: How much farther is it??
CROSS: Maybe an hour. We can rest in the car...
DUTCH: Oh my God THANK YOU!
MADHOUSE: [joyful laughter] Yes!
We did it!
JACK: Thank you Jesus.
DUTCH: Let's get outta here.
-Jax, can I ride with you?
DUTCH: Where's your car?
-Well, I got dropped off.
I just figured somebody would take me back
over the covered bridge.
JACK: [sigh] Of course I would but that's Raven's car.
DUTCH: Damn...
Cross, this thing better not be rigged to explode...
you're the only one here with wheels, dude.
Let's get the fuck outta here.
MADHOUSE: Well, Ensa left with HIS car at least...
DUTCH: Um...
We are leaving- yeah? Cross?
-Cross...
you will take us back, won't you?
-Yeah...
I'll take ya back.
-Cross don't do this.
DUTCH: You need to back down brother, come on!
CROSS: Get in!
DUTCH: [sigh] I thought it couldn't get any worse...
MADHOUSE: Oh, God help us. Okay...
MADHOUSE: ...Who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name...
JACK: You need to let this go Cross.
This will not end well as long as you stay up here.
DUTCH: [sigh] You're wasting your time Jack.
Just let him go.
-I'll take you beyond the covered bridge
to the old diner on two eighty six.
Kat will come get you.
-God damn Cross!
MADHOUSE: ...as we forgive those who trespass against us.
[♪Drum hits/taps]
DEVLIN: [excited] Here he comes... Here he comes!!!
[excited laughter]
DEVLIN: And there...
they...
[brake malfunction/slipping]
-CROSS!!!
DEVLIN: GO!!!!
[screams]
[crash]
[frantic confusion/crosstalk]
DUTCH: The fuck happened?
MADHOUSE: Ev-Everyone okay?
DUTCH: Aw, your fuckin' head is all busted up, dude.
MADHOUSE: Cross, what the fuck???
DUTCH: What happened?
CROSS: I don't know...
Go!
DUTCH: AI right.
MADHOUSE: Aw man...
[car shifts/metal stress]
[grunts and groans]
DUTCH: Fuck!
MADHOUSE: This is really fucked up man!
[car shifts again/ metal clangs]
DUTCH: [in pain] Ahhhh!
CROSS: Fut your foot here.
JACK: Okay... Oh my God...
CROSS: One step at a time...
just one step at a time-okay.
AI right you got your foot there, now give me your hand...
[Jack gasps]
CROSS: You got this...
MADHOUSE: Aww Dutch!
DUTCH: Madhouse, how- how's your camera?
MADHOUSE: Uh...
good... I think.
Um, how's yours?
DUTCH: I think it still works!
MADHOUSE: Well-okay, yeah G-uh...
God is good - I guess.
AI though my-my head is bleeding pretty good.
JACK: Oh my God-Dutch!
DUTCH: I know, it's bad. I know, I know...
I don't know what to do-Ahhh...
MADHOUSE: Oh my God, what-so he...
he covered the road in oil???
DUTCH: Ahhhh that hurts!!! Yes!
JACK: Okay okay okay- we need to see if you can stand.
AI right?
MADHOUSE: Is that Ensa's car?
[Jack tends to Dutch's leg]
MADHOUSE: Ugh man!
DUTCH: Where'd they go?
CROSS: I don't know...
DUTCH: [screams in pain]
CROSS: You got him?
JACK: Let's see if you can put any weight on it, alright?
DUTCH: No, no I can't!
MADHOUSE: Oh, this sucks!
DUTCH: It's not good- somethin's hurt.
MADHOUSE: Wait-he took his drone?
CROSS: I don't believe it!
-How we gonna get outta here man? Huh?
Cross?
CROSS: Paranoid my ass!!
MADHOUSE: What??
DUTCH: Oh my God...
JACK: I don't know...
MADHOUSE: What?
JACK: Oh my God!
DUTCH: Agent Michael Cruse, NSA...
JACK: ENSA!
DUTCH: Oh my God...
MADHOUSE: N-S-A... E N S A...
JACK: Officer Stephanie Swift, Red stone County P.D.
CROSS: Mother fuckers!!
JACK: Cross, this doesn't have to be about YOU!
-No! I'm sure they were just up here vacationing together!
JACK: My God...
JACK: ...about Flynn?
MADHOUSE: Yeah-a county cop, go figure...
I mean, she must a drew the short straw
to escort the fed up here...
DUTCH: Yeah, a real picnic in the forest.
JACK: She didn't want to be here.
MADHOUSE: Kinda explains her shitty mood, too.
I wouldn't...
JACK: It's too quiet...
[distant branch snaps]
-Hear that??
DUTCH: Hear what?
-He's here...
DUTCH: Oh man...
Cross!
[nearby radio beeps]
DUTCH: [gasp] I hear it! Cross...
[Cross presses radio button again]
[nearby beep again]
[movement nearby]
JACK: [gasp] Oh my God!
Cross!!!!
MADHOUSE: Cross! Wait!!
DUTCH: Cross!!
[grunt/thud]
God... Ahhhh!
Madhouse-keep rolling!!!
JACK: Cross!
Please!
Cross...
[distant rumble]
What is that... a truck?
MADHOUSE: I don't know, maybe a really big one.
-Cross!!
MADHOUSE: Where's he going??
-I don't know.
[heavy breathing/exhaustion]
PLEASE!
[louder rumble sounds]
MADHOUSE: Yeah- definitely a helicopter.
-Thank God!
Cross??
MADHOUSE: Yes! It's about time.
-Oh thank you God.
MADHOUSE: Cross!! [barely able to breathe]
[helicopter sound crescendos]
[helicopter very close]
MADHOUSE: Yes! Yes!!!
It's about time!!!
[helicopter deafeningly loud]
-Cross!
Cross!!!!
MADHOUSE: Oh shit...
CROSS: You want me????
-No Cross stop it!!!!
LOUDSPEAKER: This is U.S Federal Bureau...
Drop your weapon!
Drop your weapon and surrender!!
CROSS: What are you gonna do??
Come get me!!!
You heard me!!!
Fuck you!!!
MADHOUSE: What the FUCK?
Cross!!
-Cross!!!
[distant struggle/fight]
JACK: Cross?
CROSS: Fuck you AND your NSA!!
[punch/pain grunts]
JACK: Cross stop it!!!!
MADHOUSE: Cross!!
JACK: Oh my God!!
MADHOUSE: No no...
Cross! Easy! Easy! Hey!!
JACK: Cross Stop!
-Easy!
[Ensa moans in pain]
[distant helicopter sounds continue]
CROSS: ...paranoid-I mean for years
but I always knew something was up.
I'm the new terrorist, man- enemy of the state... ME!
The NSA is outta control and here's the proof!
MADHOUSE: Cross...
-Do you think any of that gives you the right
to do what you just did?
To try to kill somebody???
Paranoid... unstable... suicidal, but a murderer Cross?
-They're here to kill me!
Don't you get it??
MADHOUSE: C'mon Cross, back off.
ENSA: Nob... Nobody gives a shit about you asshole!
-Really? Agent Cruse??
-It's NEO!!
Neo Fuego...
It's Devlin!
MADHOUSE: Oh shit...
-He's the reason we're here.
MADHOUSE: Cross...
-[struggles] We tracked him to these woods
four months ago.
JACK: [cries] He killed the first group...
Including Cross's brother.
MADHOUSE: [panicked] This is...
-There are others...
MADHOUSE: I don't know WHAT this is...
-[fading] Today...
is the day...
Bureau will be here in a few hours,
infesting these woods.
MADHOUSE: Oh, shit.
-Fuego knows the terrain...
[Ensa fades]
-I-I-I hope... I hope they get him.
MADHOUSE: You're gonna be okay.
-Ensa?
MADHOUSE: You're gonna make it!
-[cries] Ensa no... no don't do this!
Ensa??
What should we do Ensa?? Please...
MADHOUSE: Jesus! Jack!! Help him!
-Ensa...
MADHOUSE: [cries] Do something...
-So they didn't come up here to get you!!
Oh my God.
CROSS: They will now.
-Cross,
I just watched the second memory card
from your brother's camera.
Your laptop's about to die, so I'm gonna capture it
with my camera.
You gotta see this man.
DEE DEE: [laptop]...good, do you need anything out of here?
Adam: [laptop] I just need to get my pack.
[chatter]
DUTCH: It's not this clip...
[more chatter from laptop clip]
ADAM: [laptop] and there's a car in the front too.
GUS: [laptop] I don't...
I don't know-I'm not really good at knowing cars.
[laughter]
DUTCH: Not that one...
Phil: [laptop] This one isn't quite as scary.
[laughter]
DUTCH: Just hang on...
Hang on...
Wait for it...
ADAM: [gasp] Jesus Christ! Who the hell are you??
- Sorry I'm late. Devlin.
DUTCH: There he is... the fucker!
-You post some wicked stuff man.
-Thanks.
-Hey man, welcome to the group.
-Wicked's good!
-Glad you could catch up.
ADAM: AI right we got one more house to hit today, so let's...
DEE DEE: Check it out!!!
PHIL: Yes!!
DUTCH: Hang on...
ADAM: ...calling it- The demon house!
DEVLIN: [chuckles] Hey this is nice.
I like this camera!
Adam: Yeah. It's pretty sweet, huh.
DEVLIN: Yeah...
-You know, my brother actually has this very camera.
DEVLIN: You know...
You remind me someone I've always wanted to kill.
[distant thunder rumbles]
DEVLIN: You and your brother, you...
you lived on Vinton Way...
Right?
-Wait... what?
Um...
Time out...
ADAM: Go! Go! Go!
[huge storm]
[terror screams]
[BAM!]
Gus!!
[slash!]
[more screams]
[grunt/stab]
[thunder clap]
Go! Go go go!!!
DEE DEE: [unintelligible]
ADAM: To the house!!!!!
[huge thunder clap]
Just go!!!!!
[laptop dies]
DUTCH: You know the rest.
[struggles in pain] Fuck...
Ahhh! Fuck...
I'm tryin' not to puke man.
Helicopters...
This has to be a good sign.
I hope.
I don't know...
These feds,
They might not be after you after all.
I hope they're being rescued.
Long as they don't forget about me.
[grunt - BAM!]
[pain grunts]
[thud!]
[♪Slow pulsing drum rhythm]
-[disoriented/ unintelligible]
Help...
[♪drum rhythm continues]
I can't...
I can-I can't...
I can't...
feel my legs...
Keyser.
DEVLIN: Bye Dutch.
[bang]
MADHOUSE: ...leg was pretty busted up
I'm sure he's just waitin' for us man.
JACK: I don't know...
something's not right.
-Whoa...
MADHOUSE: What?
CROSS: Oh my God! No! No! No!
JACK: No c'mon Cross STOP!
MADHOUSE: Dutch is waiting for us, man!
JACK: Cross stop!
CROSS: Kat!!! Jesus!!
Oh God!
[cries] Kat...
JACK: This is her car.
MADHOUSE: She probably just...
knew we were in trouble and, and...
came to help us.
JACK: No-she was lured here...
by someone she trusts.
CROSS: What are you talking- That'd be me, and Dutch...
Adam...
MADHOUSE: Wait-wa-wa... his phone!
The fucker has your brother's phone, man!!
[Cross cries]
JACK: Cross, we should leave!
MADHOUSE: Feds infesting these woods...
-PLEASE
MADHOUSE: sounds really good to me right now.
[distant girl yelling]
MADHOUSE: What is that? What IS that?
[girl terror screams]
JACK: No Cross STOP!!
MADHOUSE: Aw man I really don't wanna die out here!
MADHOUSE: Ugh God... What is that?
JACK: Death. [gasping in horror]
[heaving/gasping]
MADHOUSE: Oh no...
CROSS: KAT??
JACK: [choking] Oh my good...
CROSS: Kat????
JACK: It's Raven!!! [heaves]
CROSS: Kat????
MADHOUSE: [cries] It's her...
CROSS: [crazed] Kat???
[crying/shock/panic]
CROSS: [distant] Kat???
-Hold me.
CROSS: [distant] Where the fuck is she????
Where are you Kat??
-[cries] I saw this place...
these bodies in a dream last night.
MADHOUSE: We're gonna make it through this.
-I'm not ready to die... I'm not ready to die.
MADHOUSE: We'll make it through this Jack.
Okay? I'm not ready for you to die
so I'll make sure you don't okay?
[Jack cries]
Whatever happens,
I wanna help him get through this.
-I'm not sure he'll even want to get through this.
MADHOUSE: Jack?
Oh shit...
[♪booming slow drum pulse]
MADHOUSE: Aw man...
JACK: I wanna go home.
I just wanna go home.
MADHOUSE: I don't wanna go into THAT home.
-Stay away...
we should just stay away...
MADHOUSE: Let's go back down to Cross
and tell him we need to get back to Dutch
before he see's this...
Oop... shit.
Cross, Jack says not to do it.
AI right? Don't go in there man!
JACK: Please Cross...
What you're looking for- It's not there.
-She's there.
JACK: [puietly/incantatory] Fear. Rage. Anger.
Vengeance.
Death. Despair.
The energy inside is absolute darkness.
Evil.
EVIL.
[footsteps/breathing]
JACK: [continues] This... is the tall, dark house.
It casts its shadow over these woods...
[stepping on broken glass]
CROSS: Where is he Jack??
JACK: [sigh] He's close.
MADHOUSE: [fearful] I don't wanna go in there...
[eerie wind howls]
MADHOUSE: [frantic whisper] The fucking lights work??
-[whisper yell] Kat!
[creaking floor]
[whistling wind]
JACK: My God...
Mmm, Neo Fuego's been busy.
JACK: It's your childhood house...
He burned it down.
MADHOUSE: What?
JACK: The little blond kid...
He's not so little anymore.
MADHOUSE: Guy's a fuckin' pyromaniac.
He totally snapped.
-It's Adam...
He saw Adam-
He saw his chance for some kind of
sick revenge.
You turned him in.
[drum sounds/laughing from downstairs]
MADHOUSE: Jesus...
-What is that??
[drumming/singing gets closer]
DEVLIN: [drums/sings] This is my play-ground...
MADHOUSE: Smells like gasoline.
This can't be good!
[laptop computer editing sounds]
DEVLIN: [laptop] Bye Dutch...
[Dutch kill shot BANG]
MADHOUSE: What...
DEVLIN: How's it gonna end?
Oh... Madhouse-
It's okay...
I got this scene.
CROSS: WHERE IS SHE???
[Devlin laughs]
[distant swinging rope]
-What are you gonna do?
Turn me in again?
[gun click]
JACK: No Cross Don't!!
[Bang!]
MADHOUSE: Oh Jesus!
JACK: No!
[frantic] Oh my... No!
[Cross moans in pain]
DEVLIN: Got your ammo right here buddy.
JACK: Oh my God!
DEVLIN: Wanna know how?
Your buddy Dutch...
His pocket.
MADHOUSE: Oh no... Dutch!
DEVLIN: Disarmed by your best friend!
You must be a dangerous guy!
[Cross gasps for breath]
DEVLIN: Ya know, Madhouse...
I may need your footage too.
MADHOUSE: No... oh no! No no no.
DEVLIN: So... again...
How's it gonna END!
[drum hit]
MADHOUSE: How's WHAT gonna end?
My movie.
JACK: With you in prison!
CROSS: With you in pieces!!!
DEVLIN: You see, Madhouse...
These cameras,
though not as fancy as yours,
they capture the image.
But the FOOTAGE is captured... here.
JACK: Where is she???
-She's in the main loft.
Back that way-
Make a left.
[they struggle away]
CROSS: Kat??
[♪Pounding drum rhythm]
[lipuid pours out]
-Final scene!
[Cross grunts in pain]
[thud]
MADHOUSE: Is that gas? I smell gas...
[swinging rope above]
CROSS: Kat??? Kat???
JACK: The woods are talking...
It's impossible to ignore.
I feel the hate...
I feel the death!
The woods are talking...
CROSS: KAT???
-The woods are talking...
CROSS: KAT!!!
-The woods are TALKING!!!
DEVLIN: Whatever you do...
-KAT!!!
-THE WOODS ARE TALKING!!!
[terror screams/chaos]
[screams from inside]
[bang]
DEVLIN: Come on!
[bang-BOOM]
[terror screams]
[explosions]
[glass shattering/explosion]
[fire roars]
[Madhouse comes to]
MADHOUSE: [coughs] Jack???
Oh my... Cross!!
Jack!!!
Help!
Jack???
Cross???
Oh my... CROSS!
[structural groaning/weakening]
[fire roars louder]
[more explosions]
[frantic breathing]
[Madhouse chokes/coughs]
[big grunt]
[explosions]
[screaming grunt]
DEVLIN: [laughing maniacally] Yeah baby!!!!
[Madhouse screams with adrenaline/effort/pain]
[crash!]
[the fire roars]
-Cross!!!
[♪Random drum hits/taps]
MADHOUSE: [muffled] Cross??
DEVLIN: Whoa! Very fancy.
MADHOUSE: Cross!!!
[Madhouse screams from inside]
-Help!!!
[pain/terror screams]
[more screams]
[Devlin laughs gleefully]
[screaming fades]
[more laughter]
[low drone sound]
[♪Slow pulsing drum rhythm]
CROSS: [barely audible- screams in pain]
Fuck you!!!
[low drone/drums continue]
[silence]