[ambient nature sounds]
[gate creaks]
[bird cawing]
[ominous music playing]
SOLEIL: New Orleans.
The most haunted city in America.
[bird caws]
Where spirits walk among us...
and the living celebrate the dead.
And you've walked right into its most terrifying ward.
The Thirteenth and a Third.
I'm Soleil Le Claire,
and I'll be leading you on this gore tour.
Everything here has a bloody history.
Public executions were held right here.
If you listen close,
you can still hear the cries of the condemned.
-[plays recorded screams] -[all gasp]
The Bleeding Hearts Club.
Watch out, it belongs to vampires!
[chuckles] If you're not careful,
you might just end up on the drink menu.
-[vampire hisses] -[tourist gasps]
[all yelling]
[Soleil grunts, chuckles]
What? Are you all not in the mood for a bite?
[vampire chuckles]
**
Ever heard of a rougarou?
Kind of like a werewolf with a New Orleans twist:
it feasts on the bones
-of wayward children. -[child gasps]
-[growling] -Huh?
[squeals]
-Nice costume, dude.
-Okay, break's over, Dougie. -[grunts goodbye]
Hey, anyone wanna slice?
[sighs of relief]
-Ah, c'mon. I signed up for this
because I heard there was some real stuff.
-We heard there's a cursed graveyard. Take us there!
-I'm not supposed to.
But...
Welcome to Gravier.
**
[gate squeaks]
**
Here in New Orleans, we bury our dead above ground.
So, in a way, the dead are always with us.
-[bats squealing] -[tourist yells]
[frightened yelps]
Some of these mausoleums hold entire families.
That one is called Am Nan Pwizon.
"Soul Dungeon" in Creole.
Legend has it that Marie Laveau, the voodoo queen herself,
-built it to imprison a demon. -[child gasps]
He terrorized New Orleans.
Then, Marie Laveau cursed the land
to make sure the demon couldn't escape.
If you get too close...
the dead will drag you to the underworld.
TOURIST: Pfft. Sounds like another stupid story.
[slurps]
-Are you brave enough to find out?
-Um... -Brave face, dude.
-[clattering] -[Soleil gasps]
**
-[flickering] -[gasping]
What the--
-[yells] -[tourists screaming]
[Soleil screaming]
[all screaming]
[Soleil laughing]
[sighs]
[chuckles] Gets 'em every time.
MASCOT: Woo!
**
-Okay! That should do it.
Not bad, Soleil, not bad at-- [grunts] Hey!
-Uh, sorry! [chuckles] Nice project.
-Yeah! -[Soleil chuckles]
-[school bell rings] -PAT: When most people think of voodoo,
they think of dolls to torture your enemies,
but that's a gross oversimplification
of a vibrant faith tradition.
In the voodoo religion, our Loa are spirits that guide us
and help us with everyday problems
-if we honor them with offerings. -[snoring]
A Mambo, or Priestess,
can help us communicate with them
and channel their power.
Take Marie Laveau, for example.
People from all walks of life
sought her out for wisdom and help.
-[scoffs] Nice try, new kid.
You're never gonna convince us
your religion isn't super creepy.
[Nelson laughs] -Shut it, Missy.
I wanna hear this.
-Uh-oh. Looks like one of these guys is a little loose.
-No, don't!
-[squirts] -Ah!
[gasps]
[giggling]
You! [screams]
-Missy, wait, wait, wait! -Ah!
[grunts]
STANLEY: Blood fight!
-All right! -[squirts]
[gasps]
-Over here, dude.
-Woo!
[squirting]
[yells]
-Ooh!
-[groans] -[laughing]
-SOLEIL: Huh?
Stanley, stop! Let go!
-[Stanley laughing] -[Soleil grunts]
-Ugh, ah!
[whimpers]
TEACHER: That tears it!
Everyone covered in blood, detention.
STUDENT: Aw, man!
-And since you heathens
have been so disrespectful to the dead,
you can report to Aloysius Grey.
You will be cleaning the graveyard.
-[Missy scoffs] -[Maybe groans]
-Yeah. Have some respect, you heathens.
-[Missy scoffs] -Sorry, babe.
[caws]
[gate creaks]
[whimpering]
-[gate slams shut] -[group yells]
[Soleil giggles]
-So, is cleaning a graveyard
a normal detention here, or?
-Yeah! Isn't it awesome?
Way better than being stuck doing homework.
Come on, we need to find the groundskeeper.
-If I miss dance practice tonight
because of this, I'll kill you.
-Me? You and your stupid boyfriend started the whole thing.
You two ruined the poor new kid's presentation.
-Pat. My name is Pat.
And now that you know,
could you all call me Pat instead of "new kid"?
I've been at school for a month now,
and it would be nice if someone called me by my--
aaand everyone's gone.
-Sorry. C'mon, Pat.
Your project was really cool by the way.
My mom says I'm related to Marie Laveau from,
like, forever ago.
-Really? That's so awesome!
-Not for Marie. She has to be related to Soleil.
-No one was talking to you.
-What's the deal with you and Missy?
-We used to be friends. We're not anymore.
-Cool. Ha. Cool, cool, cool.
**
-Ah! There's dead people in there!
They want us to clean up dead people?!
-Or just the outside, Stanley.
-Ohh... with what?
-Uh, uh, maybe w-we should check there?
[owl hooting]
- Maybewe shouldn't.
If no one shows up, we don't have to clean.
-Use your head, other new kid. -SOLEIL: Are you kidding?
Maybe's been in our class since kindergarten.
Maybe, you didn't do anything. You don't belong here.
-None of you do. -[children yell]
You're all too, uh, alive.
-[Stanley gasps] -[Missy panics]
Some ground rules.
Don't open anything. If it's dead, leave it.
If it's dirty, clean it.
[Missy groans]
And don't go near Am Nan Pwizon.
You know it's cursed.
-What curse?
-Somethin' about dyin' a slow and agonizin' death.
So, uh, [chuckles] don't give me another body to bury.
[whimpers]
Soleil! You know this place better than anyone.
You're in charge.
-[Soleil giggles] -[Stanley grunts]
-What? Al, I can't--
-"Al"? You would be
on a nickname basis with the gravedigger.
-Missy, curse. Remember?
-Don't you, like, pluck the wings off bats for fun?
You can't seriously be afraid of an old ghost story?
-I'm not afraid. -Prove it. Go in there.
-[laughs] Oh no, is that a dare?
-Maybe we shouldn't risk it. -I'll do it.
**
[Pat whimpers]
[grunts]
SOLEIL: Whoa.
**
[Soleil grunts]
-[distant scream] -[Stanley, Pat gasp]
PAT: Soleil! [grunting]
-Go, little dude! Go! [laughs] Jump, dude!
[Pat grunts]
-[grunts, breathing heavily] -Come on!
-Oh! Let's go.
[Maybe sighs]
-Missy, you forgot to come with us! -Gah!
[all grunt]
**
Ew! Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew.
[whimpers]
-[whispering] Soleil?!
-Ah! Stanley.
-Heh. Sorry. [nervous chuckle]
-[whispering] Soleil?!
Soleil?
-I think we've looked long enough.
-She's gotta be in here. Soleil!
Whoa! [grunts]
[groans, gasps]
-Are you okay? -Ah, is this... blood?!
It isn't mine.
Whose blood is this?
-No! Oh no! Uh-uh.
[gasps]
[ominous music swells]
[group yelling]
-[Soleil roars] -[group screams]
-[laughs] You should've seen your faces!
I had to keep my eyes open for so long. [laughs]
-Do you just carry fake blood around?
Why are you like this!
-You are a literal ghoul. -[Soleil laughing]
-Ow. Huh?
-Serves ya right.
**
[crackling]
[group gasps, yells]
-MISSY: What the? -What's happening?!
-[Missy screams] -Maybe we should get outta here!
-Look out! -[both grunt]
-Uh, thanks. -Come on, come on, come on, let's go!
**
[groans]
[group panting]
What the heck was that?!
MAYBE: What was up with that tree?
-Was that the curse? Are we all cursed?
-[Soleil panting] -[Stanley whimpering]
-Maybe that's all there was to it?
[Soleil gasps]
MISSY: Of course, something like this happens...
[ghostly whispering]
-Soleil? What are you looking-- -[Maybe, Pat scream]
SPIRIT: Don't run...
-Run!
-Wait for me!
-Maybe, wait! Soleil!
-[eerie screech] -What are you doing? Let’s gooo!
-She looks so real!
-Run now! Be impressed later! -[Soleil grunts]
**
[gasps]
[all panting]
[Stanley grunts, yells]
-[Missy grunts] -[yells]
-Shh!
[gasping breaths]
-Should we call for help? -Shh!
-[whispers] Missy! -Quit it.
-[whispers] Missy! -Ugh, what?
[Missy screams]
[yelling]
[group panting]
[gasps]
**
-[grunting] -Ah!
-Quick! In there!
-[Soleil grunts] -[group panting]
Al?
Guess no one's home.
-Ah! -[group screams]
-Let us in!
[pounding on door]
I cut my hand on a rake. [chuckles]
Who knew? They're pretty sharp.
MISSY: Get in, get in, and shut the door!
[rumbling]
**
[eerie whispering]
-[all gasp] -Ah!
[all gasp]
-[door rattles] -[Stanley yelps]
SPIRIT: Soleil...
[all gasp]
-[gasps] Marie Laveau!
-What?
How?
-This is not happening. This isn't real.
-Blood of my blood.
You've undone my spell, unleashing an ancient evil,
dead set on destroying this world.
Now I'm afraid it's up to you to stop him.
-Us?
I-I don't understand. How?
-With a little help.
**
[screaming]
-Ah!
[all panicking]
-Ah!
[screams]
[powerful music playing]
-Papa Legba?
-Ah! -Uh!
[tense music playing]
[raspy breaths]
[gasping]
[Soleil gasps]
-Whoa. Pat! Wake up!
[gasps, yells]
-What was that?! -I don't know!
She said “blood of my blood.”
I might be related to Marie Laveau,
but you're the voodoo expert!
-So you saw them, too? The Loa?
-The what? -The spirits I talked about in class!
-Oh, yeah. I saw 'em.
[panics]
[Missy, Maybe yell]
-[Missy, Maybe, Stanley sigh] -Just a dream. Scary dream.
[phone buzzes]
-Ugh, great. Practice already started.
Thanks for making me late, freaks.
-You're gonna completely ignore what just happened?
-As opposed to believing that a freaking ghost just told
a bunch of teenagers it was their job to save the world?
-Well, I-I mean--
-Listen, we just breathed in too much grave dirt or whatever.
Let's go, Stanley.
-Come on, Maybe. You know it was real!
-Um, I may not understand why or what we're supposed to do,
but those were definitely Loa
and if they want something from us,
we better do it or we're gonna end up
on the wrong side of a gris-gris bag.
Uh, we could go to my Auntie's. She's also a voodoo priestess.
If anyone can explain what
Marie Laveau wants from us, she can.
-Yeah, I'm in! I'm in for... that!
-Yeah, all in favor of being normal?
[door creaks]
**
-Soleil looked kind of upset.
-If coach makes me do shame squats for being late,
Soleil will be kinda dead.
[eerie whispering]
ALMA: Ooh, I love this eyeball.
It's gonna look good here.
Put this eyeball here...
-Auntie, I'm home! And we need your help!
-"We"? John Patrick Patterson,
now did you just tell me you made a friend?
[gasps] Soleil Le Claire!
-Hi, Alma. Those cupcakes look great.
Anyway, I don't know how to tell you this, but--
-Soleil touched a tree in Am Nan Pwizon, then it crumbled,
and then the ghost of Marie Laveau
chased us around the graveyard!
-Marie Laveau?! Tell me everything.
-She told us we awoke an ancient evil
and we had to stop it before it destroyed the world
and then these tiny balls of light
swirled around and became Loa!
Papa Legba was standing right in front of me!
-He reached out-- - And then, they did this!
And then, we all died... until we woke up.
-That is... ooh. That is a lot.
But seeing Marie Laveau andthe Loa?
That's exciting!
-Or scary. -What?
-I don't know, Puddin', this is new to me, too.
But it sounds like the Loa are walkin' with you?
And if Marie Laveau said you had to stop somethin' evil,
they wanna help.
Oof, but that probably means
you're up against something big and dangerous.
Oh no.
I think some weird things
are about to happen to you kids.
[Dixieland jazz music playing]
[sighs]
-Oh!
[eerie music plays]
Ah!
[screaming]
-Maybe?
Maybe!
-Oh!
**
[panicking] What is happening?
[distant moans]
**