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Today, December 5th in the year of our Lord 1648,

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this court of justice sentences you, John Stewart,

known as the Crimson Executioner, guilty of heinous crimes.

We condemn you to death by the same devices of torture

which you have used against your many innocent victims.

Your murders were motivated by the wicked assumption

of being the supreme judge of human behavior.

You killed out of your deranged, insane sense of hatred,

which overpowered your mind and made you believe

that you were the new protector of the human race.

You were just another demented murderer.

You maimed and tortured your victims with cold, ruthless savagery.

No! No!

You'll never be able to kill me!

I'll find a way to break out and get my revenge!

I'm too strong to be imprisoned!

No!

I'll be back!

I'll get my revenge!

No!

No!

May this seal trap your wicked body and evil soul forever.

And may no one break it to look upon your eternal damnation.

The same damnation which includes these very dungeons

and this castle where so many inhuman horrors took place.

Entry into this place will be forbidden for centuries,

for as long as the blood of your victims will be remembered.

BLOODY PIT OF HORROR

This castle doesn't look half bad.

Indeed. Exactly what we needed.

We'll get some great shots, believe me.

Yeah, just what we want.

Well, it sure looks gloomy.

You reckon we'll find someone in there?

This place would be too lonely even for a hermit.

I think this place is idyllic.

Can't you feel how peaceful it is?

- It's so quiet. - Me? Living here? Fat chance.

Cut it out, you two.

I'm dying to see how it looks inside.

What's wrong, dear? Feeling tired?

No, I just feel there's something wrong about this place.

Nah.

- Suzy... - Stop it.

- Just one kiss. - Stop, the others are looking.

You win.

Anybody home?

I'm afraid our dear publisher will have to do without his macabre cover materials.

Hello? Anybody home?

Duh, it must be empty.

- Einstein has spoken. - My name's Nancy, not Einstein!

- It must be abandoned. - Hello, anyone?

It seems deserted.

Damn it. They could have told us the house was deserted.

Whatever. Let's find a way to get in.

We'll just have to scale that wall.

Sure, only thing is it's a pretty high wall.

Well, any risk takers?

All right, no problem. Leave it to me, guys.

You'll see.

Smart boy, that Perry.

We'll be inside in no time.

Yeah, inside a jail. This is trespassing.

Be careful, Perry!

Parks! Your leading man here earned a double whiskey!

- He made it. - And not a bad performance at that.

Your next book could use a scene like it.

More tension, more action, that's what I'm looking for.

- You can join me inside, folks. - Well done, Perry!

Come on.

Let's go.

- Nice display. - Yeah, looks nice.

You're in luck, Parks.

It's the ideal location for your work.

- Let's have a look. - What is that?

Beautiful house.

I don't like this place, Perry.

You Hawaiian gals are way too superstitious.

Raoul?

Raoul?

Raoul?

You jerk!

I'm sick and tired of your stupid pranks!

Raoul?

Raoul?

The joke's over, come on.

Well, abandoned castles are full of skeletons.

Abandoned? This place is spotless.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

Please, accept my apologies.

We were sure the castle was empty.

Is the master of the house in?

We'd like to speak to him, if that's possible.

Follow me.

Let's go.

No. You wait in the other room.

Stop right there.

Why did you break into my home?

We thought the castle was deserted.

I don't like being disturbed by anyone.

We apologize.

I'm a publisher. Name's Parks, Daniel Parks.

I'm always on the lookout for strange locations to use for my book covers.

I don't care in the slightest.

I have one of my books right here, see.

- I focus on horror stories. - He told you not to come any closer.

I'm working on the new titles of my Skeletrik's Revenge series.

I don't want any intruders.

I demand you leave my castle at once.

Please, try to understand.

We've been on the road for days.

My crew is tired.

I chose to live here because I don't like meeting people.

I'll pay you 500 pounds.

You're starting to get on my nerves, Mr. Parks.

I profusely apologize for what happened.

Why the long face?

On your feet, gang. We're leaving.

The owner doesn't fancy visitors.

What? No way, boss.

I'm fed up with wandering.

One castle was too modern. Another was too ancient.

And now this. There must be a place we can use somewhere.

We're leaving the castle? Going away for good?

What a bummer. I'm sick of driving around, sir.

I feel your annoyance, but we're not welcome here. No matter what.

Try not to forget anything.

Edith.

Stop!

I've never been an unwelcoming fellow.

I hope you will forgive my recent display of rudeness, as a matter of fact.

I didn't mean it.

You won't find anywhere to stay around here.

You can spend the night in the castle, but I want you to leave first thing tomorrow.

Thanks so much. I knew you'd understand our situation.

Can we take the pictures we need?

You have my permission, but be discreet about it.

I treasure the peace I have here.

My servants will show you the areas you can use for your photographs.

All right, people! Let's get to work, I don't want to waste a minute!

- Dermott, scout our locations. - Got it.

- Edith, go with him. - Let's go, Edith.

Stay away from the basement.

- Our master doesn't want anyone there. - Understood.

Come on, Dermott.

We deserve a bonus, you know.

Staging a picture with this device will be incredible.

Don't forget it was my idea.

Here's your lunch, guys.

See what we found, boss?

We roll in fifteen minutes.

This machine is just what we need for the ending scene.

- Yes, I agree. - Sure, sure, but hurry up.

- I'll go get the gals, boss. - No, I'll handle it.

Amazing.

- Pig! - You scared us, boss.

Give me a break, we're family.

- Just pretend I'm not here. - We're not ready yet. Turn around.

Take your fifteen minute lunch break, then we'll start.

The others are ready.

You can look now.

Edith, there's no time to waste. See that everything's ready.

- Enjoy your lunch. - Thanks.

You reckon this wine's drinkable?

No, but I know how to score some. I've found the cellar.

Come on, let's go.

- I'll be right back. - Let's go.

You know what, Perry, I'd fancy a castle like this.

It gives me the creeps, to tell you the truth.

Well, I'm the one standing next to a living skeleton.

Be quiet, man.

This way, let's go.

Come on.

Don't move, keep still!

Hold it, hold it, don't move!

Pass me the other camera, please. I want to try it.

Keep still.

Hold it.

Try to be patient, dear.

We're almost done.

Good job!

I couldn't stand it any longer!

- You really looked dead! - You mean it?

Yeah, you were terrific!

- This pic will spook my mom for sure! - We ain't done yet, people.

- Go get changed now. - Yep.

Your turn now, Suzy.

I'm ready, but where's Perry? We share this scene.

Here I am!

Here's your Perry, darling. Always ready to murder pretty gals!

- Just hurry up, will you. - All right, take it easy.

You always hightail it in the middle of a job.

For the greater good.

- You better open it. - Knock yourself out.

Lend me a knife, will you?

Thanks.

Something wrong, Kinojo?

I'm just a little homesick.

Stop slacking off and get on with those photos!

The gun, Dermott.

Come on, stop playing.

This one's too heavy.

Let's try with the sword, Annie.

Light as a feather. Let me give you a demonstration.

Would you look at this thing?

Crap, I can't pull it out. It must have rusted.

Come on, gimme a hand.

Let's try together.

Ah, forget it.

I want you to lift it up naturally. It's not too heavy, look.

Do it like this.

Give me a hand, please.

- You still in one piece? - Yeah, yeah.

Well, I'll leave the pose to your judgement, Annie.

Ready?

Hold it.

Wait, just a minute.

Yeah.

Put your head down, please.

Try to act like someone who's been sentenced to death.

At last.

Hand me the cleaver.

Hold it.

Now, Nancy, I want you to portray your character in a feline way.

No, that's a cat in heat! Gimme something wild! Meow away!

That ain't no cat!

I want to feel the ferocity! The catlike agility!

No, no! You'll never get it, Nancy!

Let's try something different.

Wait, I have an idea.

Lift your leg. Go on, lift it up.

Come on, just lift your leg up!

That's it, keep going.

I want you to convey a sense of gracefulness. That's it, you're marvelous.

No, not like that! Keep your leg raised!

That's it, don't move a muscle. Keep that arm up!

Arm, head, all set. There, there, we're ready.

Keep still.

Lift that lovely foot of yours. Lift it up!

Lift it up, go on!

I just can't!

But you must, Nancy! You must keep still!

Still!

Don't lose your balance.

What are you writing?

Another novel. I'm trying to scare the wits out of my readers.

This one's yours too, right?

Yes, that's right.

- I like watching you work. - You're very kind.

I've always been in love with you, Rick.

It's true, you know.

I'm not pulling your leg.

Let it go, Nancy. You need a better man than me.

- Can I keep this one? - Of course.

Carry on, guys, I'll be right back.

- Go ahead. - Give me that thing.

There.

Can I take a five minute break?

No way, I need an assistant here.

- Put that thing over there. - Right.

All set.

What do you want?

- I wanted to talk to your master. - He doesn't wish to be bothered.

- Tell him that... - No.

Well, you have a rather odd sense of hospitality.

Did you meet the owner? What's he like?

I don't really know. He stood in the shadows.

Did you notice the windows?

They're all barred.

Seems a bit maniacal, if I'm a good judge of character.

And I've met a lot of weirdos in my life.

Why do you keep on writing horror stories?

Why not go back to journalism, Rick? You had a good reputation.

Maybe I've become too lazy. Who knows? Maybe I just can't be bothered.

I had higher ambitions, you see.

But it's easier to make a living writing this stuff.

If you don't mind me asking, Edith, why did you want to see our host?

Curiosity.

Female curiosity.

- Can I take my break? - Five minutes tops, Raoul.

- Gotcha. Let's go, Suzy. - Where are we going?

- Let's go. - Where?

Come on!

All set. Step back, everybody.

Keep still, Perry.

It'll only take a minute.

Ready.

Perry!

No!

I knew it. I knew something bad was going to happen.

I felt it. It was like a premonition.

Raoul?

- Didn't you hear that scream? - Stop talking nonsense, come on.

- Where are you taking me? - You'll see.

What is it, Raoul?

It looks like an ancient sarcophagus.

It's empty, look.

Stop it, I'm scared.

Suzy.

- Suzy.

No.

Come, Kinojo, you can't stay here forever.

No, it isn't necessary to inform my master.

He always knows what's happening in the castle.

He asks you all to remain calm.

That rope was pretty worn.

We shouldn't have taken the risk.

What are you gonna do now?

I haven't a clue.

Let's go.

Even the owner advised us not to lose our head.

We'll call the cops tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? - Of course.

It was just an accident, after all. Tragic, but still an accident.

Besides, the nearest town is too far.

Listen, I don't like mysteries.

Stop hiding things from me.

Well, I was thinking that...

Try to put yourself in my shoes.

I'm working on a tight budget.

Let's focus on the job.

Girls, we must finish before dawn.

- With poor Perry in the other room? - I know, dear.

I'm even more saddened than you.

You know I'm a very emotional fellow, after all!

I didn't.

What should I know?

That this job is my life mission.

Hey, I'm not risking my life on some dangerous mission!

- I'll pay you twenty pounds extra. - We're worth so little?

- Thirty. - All right, I'm in.

- Me too. - It's a deal, then.

- Where's Suzy? - Somewhere with Raoul, I guess.

Bloody typical. They always disappear at the wrong time.

Let's get to work and stop wasting time.

I thought I'd seen it all, but life is full of surprises.

- Take a look at this, Rick. - What now?

It's the negative of the picture I took during the accident.

Poor Perry.

Such a horrific death.

What's this?

There's a strange mark near the door.

- It looks like a human shape. - Yes, Rick.

I've noticed it too.

But I refused to believe it.

It looks like a hooded man.

Raoul.

Oh, Suzy.

No.

No!

No!

- Will anything show up? - Can't be sure.

Let's wait and see.

It's a tiny detail, but I've tried my best.

Done.

I can't make this picture any bigger.

It won't look very crisp, that's for sure.

This doesn't look sharp at all.

It's barely visible.

- Could the negative be damaged? - No, I don't think so.

May I see it?

I heard about the recent accident.

A tragic death, indeed.

It's not a clear picture.

It was out of focus.

Gentlemen, I'm afraid you're not going to believe me.

I fear I know who's behind all this.

Have you ever heard of the Crimson Executioner?

Who's that supposed to be?

The Crimson Executioner was a deranged murderer.

He was executed and buried in the dungeons of his own castle.

This actual castle, for the record.

It had been empty for centuries when I moved in.

No one dared to come here.

A cursed place.

I was looking for a peaceful, lonely home, and this one was ideal.

You might have photographed the Executioner himself.

I pray that's not the case.

When they sealed his tomb,

the Crimson Executioner swore he'd be back with a vengeance.

Along with his obsession with an ideal of purity,

he possessed great physical and spiritual power.

He's still down there, buried in the dungeons.

Only a special seal on his tomb protects us from his terrible power.

The curse is...

- Looks like you two know each other. - I haven't had the pleasure.

I've never seen this young lady before.

I must leave now.

I'm a man of habit, and it's time for me to retire.

Good night.

Calm down, Edith, please.

You're too tired.

You had too much emotion for a single day.

Calm down. Go check on Kinojo.

She needs someone to comfort her.

These costumes are a little too skimpy, don't you think?

Nah.

- They look good, though. - Yeah.

Anyone seen Suzy?

I think Edith's looking for her. She left a few minutes ago.

You'll drive my readers crazy with those talents of yours.

- What about mine? - Your legs are great. Don't cover them.

They've managed to ruin your peace.

They won't escape the Crimson Executioner's wrath!

I'm curious to see what the Executioner looks like.

The owner sounds a bit nutty, you know.

You'd believe anything if you lived here like him.

That's where they entombed him, according to the legend.

- What's that? A sarcophagus? - Nope, only a medieval torture device.

The notorious iron maiden of Nuremberg.

Suzy!

This was no accident, that's for sure.

Come on.

Just as I feared, somebody cut the rope.

You know what this means, right?

It was murder.

Two murders.

But why? Who could have done it?

I haven't been able to figure it out yet.

Besides, what happened to Raoul?

- Raoul? - No, I don't think he's involved in this.

But he might know something, assuming he's still alive.

Here, take the keys. Get my car and drive to the nearest police station.

- You better hurry. - Don't worry.

What are you going to do?

This place ain't safe.

Right, but we can't leave without finding Raoul first.

- Don't worry, I'll try to stay alive. - I'll get back as fast as I can.

Hey, we're doing all the work around here.

The others have all disappeared.

You girls are getting even prettier!

I'd like your opinion on this new development.

Suzy has been murdered. Don't let on.

- What? - So, you like these new pages?

Yeah, of course.

We're in trouble. I sent Dermott to get the police.

Don't tell the girls. They'd get too scared.

- Who might have done it? - We got a deal?

- What are you going to do? - I'm getting to the bottom of this.

Don't leave this room.

Where are you going?

- To talk to your master. - He's not to be disturbed.

- It's a matter of life and death. - No means no.

Edith, what are you doing here?

It's time for the truth, Rick.

- Recognize me? - Yes, it's your portrait.

- So you did know the owner of this place. - We were to be married.

- Travis Anderson was a great actor. - Didn't he disappear years ago?

He left the acting business. And me, as well.

He was a strange individual I could never really fathom.

He avoided any contact with others.

He even acted the same with me.

I never got a kiss from him.

Yet I'm sure he loved me.

I'll never understand why he suddenly left me without a word.

Now you know why I'm after him.

And now that I've finally found him, I'll have an answer.

I wasn't just being curious.

We must leave this place, Edith.

Come on, let's go.

- Where's Kinojo? - Downstairs. She wanted to be alone.

- We must get out of here, at once! - Why? What's wrong?

Run, Edith! Hurry!

Let's join the others! We must stay together!

But why? I don't understand.

Kinojo.

Kinojo!

Kinojo!

Be careful, Rick!

Don't come any closer or you'll be killed!

Go away, Rick. There's nothing you can do to save me!

It's over for me. There's nothing you can do!

These wires are part of a trap.

They're connected to those arrows above you.

The slightest touch will be enough to activate them.

This spider's legs are venomous.

They can kill me with a single touch.

No! Don't do it!

Be careful, Rick!

It's a trap! Even just brushing against those wires could kill you!

A simple touch is all it takes to activate the trap!

Rick!

No!

Careful, Rick!

It's over for me!

It's over for all of us!

Rick, stop!

It's no use!

Rick!

Kinojo!

Kinojo!

Kinojo.

She was right, it was too late.

Edith, find Parks!

Run! Get out of the castle!

- No! I won't leave you, Rick! - Go, I said!

Go! Don't worry about me!

Dermott is coming with the police!

Open the door!

- It's useless, we're locked in. - No!

- Parks! What's happening? - Where are the others?

I don't know, but try not to panic.

Keep calm and come down. Tell Rick we must find a way out.

Rick! The doors are locked! There's no way out!

Calm down, Edith. We'll find a way to escape this place.

Edith?

Edith!

Travis!

Don't come any closer. Don't touch me.

Kinojo is dead.

You did it, Travis.

Now I'm sure. You're a murderer, a monster!

You...

You're nothing to me.

Although I missed you when I abandoned the outside world.

I was forced to drop out of society.

The human race is composed of inferior beings.

Deformed, physically defective individuals who could have tainted my perfect body.

I've sought refuge in this castle to avoid being corrupted by common feelings.

Common feelings such as love.

I had to flee from it.

That's the reason why I abandoned you, Edith.

You're nothing but a maniac!

A selfish person who loves no one but himself.

You're wrong, Edith.

I had a moment of weakness last night, and it was because of you.

It happened when I saw you.

When I allowed you and your friends to stay.

How wrong I was!

There's only one man who's never shown any kind of weakness.

The Crimson Executioner.

He despised the human race as much as I do!

Observe him carefully, Edith!

The perfect body.

So perfect it managed to remain uncorrupted for centuries down in the dungeons.

We're the same, and that's why I'm carrying out his mission of vengeance!

This is what fate had in store for me.

We're the same.

And now...

Now that you've violated his tomb,

breaking the seal that blocked all his mighty power,

the Executioner's will finally permeates this castle.

His spirit of vengeance is now living inside me!

My long, painful revenge has already begun.

Your friends will die one by one.

They're locked in the dungeons, ready to perish!

And now...

Look!

I'm the new Crimson Executioner!

You, too, will pay!

Travis!

Travis, stop!

Come back!

Stop trying to taint me with your gaze!

I'm the Crimson Executioner!

The Executioner is back, and he will torture you.

Torture you to death!

Far worse tortures await you!

Your agony will be unspeakable!

Your sacrilege has awakened the Crimson Executioner!

His wrath will befall all of you!

Including Rick!

He'll diel

What do you want from us?

Let us go!

You're deranged!

Come to your senses and stop acting like a madman!

You're the owner of this castle, not the Crimson Executioner!

Yes, I am!

Raoul!

Help! Get me out of here, I beg you!

The Crimson Executioner devised this cold water torture for inferior beings like you!

The Executioner lives again!

And he will show no mercy to anyone!

Death will put an end to your suffering.

Rick!

Rick!

Rick!

Rick!

Rick!

Edith!

- Where are you? - Don't worry about me, save the others!

I've been captured by Anderson!

Be careful!

He's dangerous!

A crazed maniac!

He thinks he's the Crimson Executioner!

You must stop him before he kills us all!

- Tell me how I can get to you first. - Watch out, Rick!

What do you want to do to me now?

You're insane!

A murderer!

A fanatic!

A maniac!

What are you doing?

It will take fire to cleanse your body and your soul, you impure creature!

No! Please, stop! Stay away from me!

Stay away from me! I don't want to die like this!

No!

Come to your senses!

No!

- No! No! - Embrace Death's lover!

- No! Let me go! - Hold her poisonous spikes!

Do it!

- No! No! - Embrace her!

- Yes, embrace Death's lover! - No! I don't want to die!

- No! - Embrace her!

Run, Annie, run!

No! No! Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Travis, don't!

- You too will pay, Edith! - No!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Stop!

Let me go!

Let me go!

You're crazy!

No! No!

Stop!

Travis!

You've awakened the Executioner and now you'll suffer atrociously!

My deed is done. The writer is dead.

You killed Rick, too!

No! It can't be!

Murderer!

Travis, stop!

Come to your senses, Travis!

The Executioner!

No.

No! I'm the Crimson Executioner!

No, it can't be.

I killed him! I killed him!

I saw him die!

- I killed him! - It wasn't me you struck.

It was poor Raoul's corpse.

I put his body there.

That's what your arrow hit.

I tricked you!

Kill him!

Kill him! Kill him, I said!

No!

Watch out, Rick!

My perfect body,

poisoned by Death's lover.

- Edith! - Rick.

My...

My pure body...

It's been contaminated.

The body of the Crimson Executioner.

He was a homicidal maniac.

He believed he was the Crimson Executioner.

And, just like him,

he was obsessed with an impossible dream of absolute purity

and unspoiled beauty.

He kept carrying out his maniacal spree of murderous revenge.

Maybe even more so when he discovered

that he looked like the ancient Executioner,

whose body is entombed in these dungeons.

Looked just like him.

In his madness, Anderson chose to give him his own likeness.

The real Crimson Executioner has been dust for centuries.

Let's go, Rick.

Take me away from the horrors of this castle.

I'll never write horror novels again.

Now I know people shouldn't play with death.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi