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(dog barks)

(ominous music)

- James!

Kelly!

Come on down.

The party's starting.

- (sighs) I hate this house.

I hate our parents.

I hate birthdays. (James chuckles)

Most of all, I hate her.

- She still thinks I'm 10.

- She's a moron, that's why.

Our mom is a moron.

- Do you know where Dad is?

- Well, probably where he's been

since we moved into this shithole,

locked himself in the bathroom.

- Do you blame him?

(ominous music) (distorted voice)

- [Mom] This is unacceptable!

I worked all morning on this cake,

making it just the way you like it.

So you better come down now!

- Come on, we better go down and face the torture.

Last time she was screaming like this,

well the neighbors called the cops on us.

- Was she really that surprised

to see birth control pills in my room?

I'm 18 for fuck's sake.

(chuckles)

- I am going to burn that thing.

I'm gonna dig a hole in the backyard

and burn it.

Goddamn him for bringing something so ugly

into my house.

There's my birthday boy.

I remember the day you were born.

39 hours of labor.

The doctor didn't think I'd make it.

You were a fat baby.

(snorting)

(distorted voice) (dramatic music)

- Where's Dad?

- Forget about him.

This is James's day.

Let's sing.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

(distorted voice) (dramatic music)

Time to make a wish.

- Shouldn't we ask Dad to come down?

- Oh, he'll be coming.

It's a surprise.

Shh.

You'd don't wanna ruin James's surprise, do you?

(ominous music)

Make a wish, James, dear.

Now remember, don't tell anyone your wish

or it won't come true.

(gun fires) (dramatic music)

- You got your wish, son.

(gurgles)

(gun fires) (body thuds)

(pump clacks)

(gun fires) (body thuds)

(dramatic music)

This isn't funny.

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

- Is this recording?

It started over 40 years ago at that house

in Amityville.

For the next several decades,

the evil spread like the plague.

We can't control it.

It's like a disease.

Infecting everyone and everything

it comes in contact with.

That retched place was destroyed a long time ago.

But not before an estate sale.

(distorted voice)

(distorted voice)

There are dozens of documented

and apparently related incidences

of unexplained phenomena

dating back to the 1980's.

(dramatic music)

First the lamp then the old clock,

and later a mirror and a replica dollhouse.

All are believed to possess the same evil

that was birthed at that place.

That wicked toy was obtained from that very home.

(dramatic music)

But even I know evil never dies.

(ominous music)

(ball thuds)

- Keep it down, will ya?

- Oh, fuck you, nobody's gonna hear us down here anyways.

- So why are we here again

instead of at the movies?

- Movie, you want a movie?

Do you know what happened in this house?

- Don't know, don't care.

- Last week Ty Panborn, a Rhode Island State Senator,

dressed up as a clown for his son's birthday.

- Oh, well holy shit, that's more than enough reason

for me to break into an abandoned house

and crawl around a dark basement.

- It gets better.

- It better get better.

- While the mother, son, and daughter

were all downstairs lighting the candles

of the birthday cake,

dear old dad came down and in full Bozo regalia

and blew the entire family away with a shotgun.

- And as you can tell by the dry state of my pants,

I have clearly not pissed myself in fear.

(ominous music)

- We are here on a mission.

- And that mission is money.

See, there are lot of sickos in this world,

and rumor has it somewhere in this house

tucked away is a bit of memorabilia from the murder scene.

- Get this, and there's freaks who collect this shit.

I mean, we can't sell anything on Ebay,

but you know, the dark web,

well let's just say that what we're looking for

has a pretty high asking price.

- Okay, money I like.

What exactly are we looking for?

- A painting.

- Of a clown.

- Eh, I fucking hate clowns.

- Nobody likes clowns.

But we better start looking for it.

I'll search down here with Sara.

Guy, why don't you search upstairs.

We'll meet on the second floor in 20 minutes.

- Sounds like a plan.

- All right.

(ominous music)

(ball thuds)

(ball thuds)

(wind whistles)

(ominous music)

(hand scrapes)

(paper crinkles)

(dramatic music)

(laughs)

Oh, you bitch!

You fucking bitch! - Oh-huh.

- Why do you have to be such a fucking bitch?

- When I see an ass that shapely,

I just have to grab a handful.

(both laugh)

- You know, that's sexual harassment.

(gasps) - And I don't have

to tolerate it.

- Oh, can you tolerate this?

- I could find the time.

But not right now.

Come on, let's go upstairs

and see if Guy's found anything yet.

- (scoffs) Fine.

(wind whistles)

("Pop Goes the Weasel")

(dramatic music)

(flesh squelching)

(ominous music)

Come on, Guy.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

- There you are.

(ominous music)

(clown hisses) (Sara gasps)

(ominous music)

Sara, I found it.

I found it!

Grab Guy and let's get the fuck outta here.

(painting crackles)

What the fuck?

(dramatic music)

- Let's have some fun, lover!

Do you know what fun is?

- Oh, my God.

- Fun is where I eat your fucking heart

out of your chest!

(screams) (flesh squelching)

(heart squishes)

(ominous music)

(birds chirp)

(soft muzak)

- This is the one.

- Are you serious?

That thing gives me the creeps.

(cymbals ring)

(scoffs)

- Anything I can help you two with?

- [Ben] How much for the monkey?

- Ah, the monkey.

It certainly is one of a kind.

You know they don't make these anymore.

- Oh, I know.

It's exactly like the one I had as a kid.

- Honey, are you wouldn't rather get

that UPS board game instead?

- (scoffs) No way, this is perfect.

- I can't guarantee that it works.

- Well that's all right, I don't mind.

I'm great with my hands.

I'm sure I could fix him up.

How much did you say he was?

- [Jessie] $50.

- $50, what? - Sold.

- Babe, no, 50 bucks, really?

- This guy is good for way more money.

He is so worth it.

- Let me get you a receipt.

- I won't be needing one.

I'm keeping him.

- Goodbye.

Come back soon.

(birds chirp)

- What do you think?

- I think you need help.

(both chuckle)

(ominous music)

- Mm.

Mm.

- Hungry?

- I'm starving.

We should have ordered more egg rolls.

- I still can't believe you got that kid's toy.

- The monkey?

He's awesome.

- What do you want with that thing?

- I wanna fix him up.

Give him life again.

I lost my old one when we moved when I was a kid.

I always missed him.

This sort of makes up for that.

- What am I gonna do with you?

- Mm. (both laugh)

(loud clattering)

- Oh, what on earth was that?

- Probably rats.

It's that time of year.

- Rats, are you serious?

- Mm, the one's around here are harmless.

If it makes you feel better,

I can set some traps in the morning.

- Oh, I think I'd like you to do that.

- I'll do it tomorrow afternoon.

I got that meeting in the morning,

and I need to hit the hay soon.

- Promise you'll take care of it.

- I promise.

(ominous music)

(window shatters) (body thuds)

(dramatic music)

(screams)

(birds chirp)

(gasps)

- [Michelle] Hey sexy, how'd you sleep last night?

- Nightmares, I'm running late.

- What about your coffee?

(door thuds)

It's okay, I only woke up an hour early

to make it for you, honey.

(sighs)

(door thuds)

(footsteps tap)

Did you forget something?

Ben?

Ben, is that you?

Ben?

(loud bang) (Michelle screams)

(panting)

(gentle music) (birds chirp)

(wind whistles)

(water flows) (birds chirping)

(gentle music)

(children chattering)

(sighs)

(busy signal)

(sighs)

(children play)

(ominous music) (birds chirp)

(wind whistles)

- [Woman] Owl.

- [Girl] Where is it?

- [Woman] See an owl right there?

- Where is it? - Over there.

And I see a moon.

(wind whistles) (birds chirp)

(dog barks)

(ominous music)

(door thuds)

- [Ben] Michelle, what's wrong?

- There's something going on in this house.

- What are you talking about?

- Ever since you brought that monkey home yesterday.

- (laughs) This is about the monkey again?

- Damn it, Ben, I've been hearing strange noises all day.

Footsteps, doors slamming.

At first I thought it was you coming back for something,

but you weren't there when I went to look.

- It's probably the rats in the attic

making that noise.

I told you I'd set up some traps today.

- It's not rats.

Rats don't slam doors.

It's something else. - Look, I don't know

what to tell you.

I've had a long day.

I'll go set the traps and then I'm going to bed.

- You're not even listening to me.

(ominous music)

- Oh, Schnookums, okay, slow down.

Okay, baby, slow down.

(dog barks)

Oh, oh, wait, baby.

Look. (ominous music)

What's happening?

(dog barks)

- There are droppings everywhere.

Definitely rats.

- Oh, I'm sorry for getting so upset.

- It's fine.

The traps are set, let's go to bed.

(Michelle sighs)

(ominous music)

- What's the matter?

Are you okay?

- I can't sleep.

I'm going for a drive.

(ominous music)

- Hey baby, how you doin' tonight?

- Good now that I found you.

- Good, are you looking to party?

- Always.

Get in.

- Oh, okay.

(ominous music)

(engine whirs)

So where are you taking us?

- Your place.

- Well my place it is.

My dollars?

Remember?

So have it ready for me.

(ominous music)

So do you mind putting your money on the dresser first.

(sniffs)

So what would you like me to do to please you?

Hey, take it easy, I'm totally willing.

Hey, you're going too fast.

What is wrong with you?

- Dirty whore! (hand whacks against face)

(woman groans) (dramatic music)

- [Woman] What are you doing?

Cut it out!

Let go!

- Get down! - No!

No, no! - Shut up, bitch!

(woman sobs)

(fist whacks against head) (woman yelps)

(dramatic music)

- So how do you feel this morning?

- (sighs) Rejuvenated.

- [Michelle] Where did you end up going last night?

- Just around, cleared my head.

Listen, I'll see ya tonight.

- I love you.

(door thuds)

(loud bang)

(sighs)

- There's no droppings, no footprints.

The traps haven't been hit either.

- What are you saying?

- You got no rats up here, ma'am.

You're clean as a whistle.

- I don't understand.

My husband said he saw droppings,

and I hear them or something up here

moving around all the time.

- Well whatever it was, it's gone now.

You got nothing up here.

- Wait, what do I owe you?

- Don't worry about it this time.

Just keep the traps set

and you'll be fine.

I'll see my way out.

(sighs)

(loud bang) - Oh, God.

(footsteps shuffle)

(dramatic music)

(knife clatters)

(yelps)

(sighs)

- What is it now, Michelle?

- There's a ghost in this house.

- A ghost?

What are you talking about?

- It threw a knife at me!

- A knife?

- Yes, this afternoon after the exterminator left.

- Wait, what was the exterminator doing here?

I already set the rat traps.

- It's not rats, you said there were droppings,

you lied to me.

Why did you lie about it?

- Look, get off my case, Michelle!

I've been working all day!

I just wanna shower before bed!

- What's wrong with you?

Why are you acting so different?

It's that monkey.

I know it is.

- The monkey?

The monkey?

Get off that already!

You know, sometimes I think

you just don't want me to be happy.

- Ben, what are you talking about?

Benny, please!

(ominous music)

Ben, are you awake?

I'm sorry.

I guess maybe sometimes I overreact a little.

(dramatic music)

Oh, (giggles) okay.

Honey, honey, slow down, slow down.

(laughs) Okay, okay stop, stop.

(Ben grunts)

Honey, please.

(dramatic music) Please, stop!

Stop!

Slow down!

- [Ben] Shut your dirty mouth, whore!

(fist whacks against face) - Oh, God, stop, Ben!

(dramatic music) Ben, no, stop!

- Shut up! (fist whacks against face)

(Michelle sobs)

- [Michelle] No Ben, stop!

No, stop, Ben! - Shut up!

(Michelle sobs)

- [Michelle] Ben, no!

(dramatic music)

(distorted voices)

(ominous music)

(cymbals clack)

(cymbals clack)

(dramatic music)

(cymbals clack) (screams)

(dramatic music)

- I just don't know what to do with you Michelle.

I think you need help.

This house isn't haunted.

You're acting crazy.

I think you need so see someone.

Maybe we should split up, temporarily.

- Split up?

- We can't go on like this, Michelle.

You haven't been a wife to me in months.

- What did you call last night?

- What are you talking about?

- You beat the shit out of me and then had your way!

- What are you talking about?

- All these bruises!

- What bruises?

(sighs)

We'll finish this conversation when I get home tonight.

I don't have time to deal with your neuroses right now!

- But the monkey!

(door thuds)

(dramatic music)

(cymbals clatter)

(wind whistles)

(ominous music) (birds chirp)

(knocks on door)

Yes?

- Hi, I'm sorry to bother you

but I'm your new neighbor next door.

I heard some screaming before

and I just wanted to make sure

that everything was okay.

Is, is he beating you?

Oh, you poor thing, oh.

- Come in.

Thanks for listening.

I just, I don't have anyone else to talk to.

(dog barks)

- Well if you ever need a safe place to go,

I'm right next door.

- I really appreciate that, thanks.

(ominous music)

(dog barks)

- You know, it's really none of my business,

but I was walking by your house the other day

and I noticed a red glow coming from your attic.

(dog barks)

Oh, that damn dog.

(ominous music)

(dog barks)

You know, there's something up there

that she doesn't like.

- Well thanks for stopping over.

I'm feeling better now.

- Oh okay, well don't be a stranger.

You know if you need anything just come by.

- All right, thanks again.

- Schnookums, you naughty, naughty doggy.

You embarrassed Mommy in there.

You little baby.

What was wrong, huh?

What was happening?

(dramatic music)

- Did I imagine that?

(ominous music)

Give me the number for Jessie's Junk Drawer, please.

(phone rings)

- Jessie's Junk, how may I help you?

- Hi, um, I don't know if you remember me

but a few days ago my husband and I

bought a toy monkey from you,

and you wouldn't happen to remember

where you got it, would you?

- Why do you ask?

- Well, this is gonna sound strange,

but I think there might be something wrong with it.

- I told you that it didn't work

and I tried to give you a receipt.

- No, no, not that, I mean, something else.

Maybe supernatural.

- (sighs) Is this some kind of prank call?

'Cause lady, I've got better things to do.

- Just tell me where you got it, please?

- An estate sale.

- An estate sale.

Do you remember which estate?

- The Jenson estate.

- You mean, where all those murders happened?

- I don't know anything about that.

I don't have time for this, lady.

I've got better things to do.

I'm gonna go now, bye.

(phone slams)

- Wait!

(ominous music) (wind whistles)

(dramatic theme music)

- Just in, 12 confirmed dead

just outside of Lincoln in the state of Nebraska.

Information is coming through

on 12 bodies have been found just outside of Lincoln.

Police have yet to release the names of the dead

but most are believed to be members of the same family.

Witnesses are said to have heard several gunshots

coming from the house in the area

believed to be owned by Mr. Mark Jenson.

We go over now to Lincoln police

to speak to Officer Chad Wilson.

Officer Wilson.

- Hi, Peter, yes, I'm afraid

that the final number of deaths

has now been confirmed at 14,

and I can also confirm that the body of Mr. Mark Jenson

was one of them.

Mr. Jenson was and remains our chief suspect

in this investigation due to his having shot himself

at the roadside.

However, what led Mr. Jenson to kill his entire family

still remains a complete mystery.

He was a well known and respected member

of this neighborhood,

if all is as it seems.

We've closed off the surrounding areas

to press and visitors and respectfully ask

all members of the public to stay away

whilst we continue to investigate.

- Thank you, Officer Wilson.

Apparently, we've got a recording

of a neighbor of Mr. Jenson's.

Let's see what he had to say.

- I heard all these gunshots.

So, that's why I came outside

to see what was going on.

And that's when I saw the blood.

I'm sorry, I can't say anymore.

- So what makes a man turn a gun

on his entire family?

I have with me today, Father Hudson West

and retired police detective, Dustin Stafford.

Gentlemen.

- Hi, Peter.

- How would you evaluate this situation?

- Well situations like this are difficult

at the best of times.

Coming into it from, you know,

fairly cold like yourself,

I've just seen what's been going on

on the news and things like that.

Without knowing any kind of background information

on Mr. Jenson, I believe his name was,

it's very, very difficult to actually appreciate

what's going through his head at the time.

You know, I personally have no working knowledge of him,

so I, you know, it's very difficult to assess

as to whether there was any kind

of mental instability there,

whether it's been drug led, (Hudson sighs)

whether, you know-- - It's all,

excuse me. - Yeah.

- You guys, you always go down

that it's drugs and it's bad family homes, it's--

- Well, I wasn't saying that,

I'm just saying-- - Yeah, but you do.

You people just don't understand

that there are other things happening.

That there's other forces.

And something like this, you know,

somebody just wiping out an entire family

and you know, this gotta be

more than just a guy flipping on drugs.

This is nothing to do with drugs.

This is spiritual, I'm telling you.

- All right. - I'm telling you

that what happens here

is that they get possessed.

It winds me up so much.

- All right, obviously, I'm just looking

at the information that we're getting on the news ourselves.

- Well I'll give you information.

- What's coming through on the wire.

- I'll give you information.

I'll give everybody information.

Have you ever seen when a wall just comes to life?

Have you ever seen mirrors?

Have you ever seen furniture?

- No Father, I have not. - Houses?

Have you ever seen a theater

full of people that's possessed?

Have you ever seen a church?

Have you ever seen a doll's house that is?

Have you ever seen blood just spurting from the walls?

Have you ever, no,

- No sir, I have not. - you couldn't have seen it,

because do you know why you couldn't have seen it?

Because you wouldn't - Why not?

- be sitting here just like a normal guy

going, "It's drugs, it's racist, it's the."

It's not! - Sure, I mean,

I don't know where you getting your information from.

You know, we're looking at the fact

that there was 12 dead here.

You know, the reports. - I'll tell, I'll tell you.

- You can only go on the - I'll tell you.

reports that are coming in. - I'll tell you,

I'll tell you where I get my information.

I've been there.

I've, I've seen, I've seen this.

I know what it looks like.

I've seen it with these eyes!

These eyes!

- All right, just--

- No, no, you, you people,

you just don't wanna hear the truth.

- What, we don't know - I can't do this.

- what the truth is yet.

- I'm sorry, I can't do this.

- Where did you get this guy from?

- Okay, and I think we should just go to a commercial break.

(dramatic theme music)

(birds chirping)

(wind whistles)

(dog barks)

- Schnookums, come to Mommy.

Baby, where are you?

Okay, don't go any further, come back.

Schnookums?

Baby, where are you?

(dramatic music) (dog barks)

Schnookums, Schookums come to mommy.

(dog barks)

Schnookums, come to mommy, come to mommy.

(dog barks)

Schnookums, why do you wanna go in there?

(dog barks) Come on.

Come on.

(dog barks)

Come on.

(birds chirp) (wind whistles)

- You've got 10 minutes.

- So tell me what happened, in your words.

- You're in grave danger. (chuckles)

- What do you mean?

- You have the monkey, don't you?

- How did you know about that?

- (laughs) That's the only reason

why you'd be here.

- It's evil, isn't it?

- (chuckles) It's more than just evil.

It's, it's the vessel for which evil transfers

between physical locations,

spreading all over like a plague.

It all began back in Amityville.

(dramatic music)

(gun clacks)

(girl screams)

(gun fires)

After he murdered his entire family,

everything from the estate sale

went to auction houses and antique shops.

It would be a whole 40 years

(chuckles) before I would find it.

- I don't understand, so the ghosts of the family

entered the monkey and made it evil?

- It's the monkey itself that caused the murders

in the first place.

(chuckles) Something demonic took over that toy

a very long time ago and won't let go.

- How do you know all this?

(whimpers)

- It was me that brought it back home.

It's, it's my fault.

My father killed my entire family.

I purchased that monkey from the Amityville Antique Shop

as a present for his 50th birthday.

It all started when I bought that fucking monkey.

(paper tears)

(laughs)

- Wow.

Mom, would you look at this?

- It is. (laughs)

- This looks just like the one I had when I was a kid.

- Mm-hmm.

- Where did you find this?

- At an old antique store back home.

I saw it and I remembered you said

you had one when you were little,

so I figured you'd like it.

- Like it, I love it, dear.

Thank you.

- You're welcome. - Brown noser.

- Wind it up. (grandmother laughs)

- All right.

- [Julia] Sorry, I didn't think to check

to make sure if it actually worked.

- [Mark] It's all right, let me take a look at it.

(cymbals clack) (dramatic music)

(ax whacking against log)

(dramatic music)

- Pathetic.

Of course he doesn't want you.

(hand whacks against face)

Stop this, you're better than him.

You're better than this.

You don't deserve this, do you?

Do you?

(knock on door)

Who is it?

(suspenseful music)

Who's there?

(gasps)

- Dad?

(knocks on door)

Dad, it's Julia, I don't mean to barge in,

but are you okay?

(door creaks)

Dad?

(door creaks)

Dad?

Oh, shit, sorry Dad.

Um, we're all ready to go.

- [Mark] Go?

- Yeah, you know, to the zoo.

- [Mark] I'm not feeling well.

I'm gonna stay here.

You kids have fun.

- Are you sure your family won't miss us?

- We can meet up with them later.

I want you now.

- What about your grandma?

Won't she hear us?

Or your dad?

- Don't be such a baby.

Grandma's basically deaf,

my dad's probably holed up in his room,

and Cheyenne's probably dead drunk somewhere.

So don't worry about her either.

- Mm.

- Come on, stud.

- This is how you raise your kids, Mark?

(Rihanna moans) To fuck

where their grandparents can hear 'em?

And out of the holy union of marriage!

(Rihanna moans)

- It's shameful, really.

Something should be done.

- Goddamn Jeanie, this is some good food!

I admit it. - Don't you talk

like that in this house!

(Rihanna groans)

- You got me there, babe.

(Rihanna groans)

You go take care of that racket, will ya?

(Rihanna groans)

(Rihanna groans)

(ominous music)

(stairs creak)

- (whimpers) I can't, I can't.

(sobs)

(dramatic music)

(door bangs)

- Stop me, Daddy.

- You got Julia, the know it all, spinster bitch.

Jenny the drunk.

You let Rihanna fuck that dimwit

under your own roof.

Britney, knocked up.

Don't even get me started on that faggot Anthony.

- My children are good, decent people.

- You're losing your family right under your own eyes

and you don't even see it.

(dramatic music)

Jesus weeps for your family, Mark.

- [Mark] What do you want me to do?

- (chuckles) Well you're off to a good start.

You just need to keep cleaning house.

(ominous music)

(body thuds)

- Dad?

Oh, my God!

What have you done?

(groans)

Oh, no, no, no, no!

Oh, my God, I think the baby's coming!

(panting)

(groans)

(panting)

(screams) (creature growls)

(ominous music)

- You can't hide them forever.

Finish it!

- No. - Do it!

- What's wrong, Daddy?

- I don't know.

Nothing's making any sense anymore.

- [Daughter] I know.

I know.

- You look so much like your mother.

- That's why I'm your favorite.

Now stop me, Daddy.

- No, no, no!

No.

- That's not what I meant by saving your family, son.

This, this is the solution!

Save them from themselves!

Just like you did Carol.

(ominous music)

(flies buzz)

Do it.

Save 'em, do it, shoot 'em now!

Do it now, save 'em!

Shoot, shoot, shoot, do it, do it!

(gun fires)

- Oh, my God.

Is that what I think it is?

- What the fuck? - Oh, my God.

- What is he doing? - What the fuck?

- [Woman] I don't, I don't know, this.

- [Julia] Dad!

- Oh, my God! - Oh, my God!

- Do it, kill 'em!

Pull the trigger, kill 'em!

Son of your blessing, kill 'em!

Pull the trigger! (gun fires)

(blood spurts) (gasps)

- Daddy!

(gun fires)

(Julia grunts)

(wrench thuds against body)

(dramatic music)

- And it's not just the toy, either. (chuckles)

There's been murders connected to that house

every few years for the past several decades.

(chuckles) Lamps and clocks and mirrors

and even a dollhouse from that evil place

have all been present during several

copycat killings in the 90's.

- I think I remember reading about some of those.

Weren't there some movies made or something?

- (chuckles) Hollywood loves to exploit

what make's money.

(laughs)

Maybe, maybe I'll even sell my story

for a made-for-TV movie.

(laughs)

- So how do we get rid of it?

- You must destroy the physical body,

forcing it leave and move on.

- So then that won't really stop it, will it?

- (chuckles) You can't stop evil

but only ward it off.

Evil never dies.

- Times up.

(hand pounds on table) - You must destroy it!

You can't let it take over anyone else!

♪ Possess, possession ♪ (aggressive electronic music)

♪ Possess, possession ♪

- [Michelle] Ben, I didn't know you were already home.

- Where have you been?

- [Michelle] I went to go see someone

about that toy monkey.

(aggressive electronic music)

You're lying.

You were with a man, you fucking whore.

- [Michelle] What are you talking about?

Ben, I didn't do anything.

- Fucking bitch.

(hand whacks against face) (Michelle groans)

- What are you doing?

(object whacks against face) (Michelle groans)

(distorted whispering) (dramatic music)

Ben!

What are you doing?

Stop it!

Let me go!

What are you doing?

Stop! - Shh, shh.

Keep your voice down.

I must fulfill the legacy!

You, you are the final sacrifice for Beelzebub!

The Lord of the Flies!

(Michelle screams)

Come back here!

(dramatic music)

(gun clicks)

- This house is fucking blessed.

(gun fires) (groaning)

(dramatic music)

(gasps)

- What happened?

What's going on? - Let's get out of here.

(groans)

(ominous music) (wind whistles)

(birds chirp)

(customers chatter)

(ominous music)

- [Jessie] How may I help you?

(aggressive electronic music)

♪ We've been here since the dawn of time ♪

♪ Through the chasm we had to climb ♪

♪ But we made it and then God let us down ♪

♪ We waited patiently, now the time is right ♪

♪ To release my minions ♪

♪ Bring down what they've become ♪

♪ Bathed by their moments, Sunday demonize ♪

♪ Oh, how your soul tastes so sweat ♪

♪ We want so much more to eat ♪

♪ This is our favorite retribution ♪

♪ This was your God's cross solution ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

(aggressive electronic music)

♪ You can let this surgically slip right in ♪

♪ We use the time instead, you can't escape ♪

♪ You have no control ♪

♪ We are here for pain ♪

♪ Bring your soul and under challenge ♪

♪ The general led me through this shame ♪

♪ He took you from your cross alone ♪

♪ Nowhere to run, there is no home ♪

♪ Oh, how your soul tastes so sweet ♪

♪ We want so much more to eat ♪

♪ This is our day in retribution ♪

♪ This was your God's cross solution ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

♪ We are here to bring you pain ♪

♪ On our cross you will remain ♪

♪ No cross too Heaven well behind ♪

♪ Let me show you Hell's great treasure ♪

♪ What was once pure will be defiled ♪

♪ Oh, how your soul tastes so sweet ♪

♪ We want so much more to eat ♪

♪ This is our day in retribution ♪

♪ This was your God's cross solution ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

♪ Possess, possession ♪

(aggressive electronic music)

(ominous music)