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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[FATHER SIGHS]

Honey, it's family hour,

there must be something on.

DAUGHTER: Oh, wow, Candy Critters!

[FATHER EXCLAIMS]

Oh, great. It's Monsters, our favorite show!

Shh, it's starting.

[MONSTROUS LAUGH]

[FATHER CHUCKLES]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Pretty bizarre, huh?

Yeah.

Everyone thinks that this place is possessed.

Come on, let's check it out.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

See? It's exactly where Matthew left it the last time.

Your sure your friends won't mind me coming along tonight?

Of course not. It'll be fun.

Beverly takes some getting used to,

but Matthew thinks you're kind of cool.

He doesn't really know me, does he?

Well, whose fault is that, Mr. Distant?

Paul the dreamer.

That's what they call you, you know.

Uh, who?

All the girls.

I think they think you're mental or something.

I think it's part of your appeal.

[WOMAN WHISPERING] Paul, Paul.

Paul.

All set.

Hey, you okay? I just... I got a splinter.

We better get going,

'cause I don't want anyone see us hanging around.

Yeah, hey, Jodie.

Yeah. Who lived here?

Before people said it was haunted.

He was just some guy who built this place.

Killed himself out back by Becker's Pond.

This place is, uh, is weird.

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

That's what's so great about it, you know.

It helps with the mood.

I remember last time it got so scary

I had trouble sleeping all night.

Paul, come on. We're gonna be late.

[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]

I don't like this, Matthew. We're gonna get in trouble.

Would you relax.

I've broken this place dozens of times when I was a kid, okay?

So, nobody cares.

Jodie's friend gives me the creeps.

He's weird.

MATTHEW: Who, Paul?

He's okay. He's just shy.

Paul.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

[HUSKILY] Okay.

This is how it works.

First guy

lights a match,

starts telling a story,

when the match burns down,

he stops.

The the next person in line continues where he left off.

Okay, um...

I don't know the story.

JODIE: Oh, there is no story.

We make it up as we go along.

Okay.

I'll start.

[LAUGHING]

[BLOWING]

It's been 50 years now.

Fifty years

since he threw himself

into Becker's Pond.

Taking his own life.

Ending

his misery forever.

His name,

[LOUDLY] Herbert Waverly.

Old Herby was very rich

and pretty damn handsome to boot.

He could have almost any woman he wanted.

Except the one woman he wanted,

he couldn't have.

[STAMMERS] What you doing?

This is supposed to be scary.

It's my turn. I'll say what I want.

She lived on the other side of town.

The wife of a prominent politician and gentleman farmer.

Her name was...

[CHUCKLES] Ethel.

Ethel Shorts.

Herbert and Ethel

met on the sly for several months.

Ethel would sneak out of her house

for their illicit meetings at the pond.

But soon,

rumors began spreading around town.

And before long,

they reached the ears of Ethel's jealous husband.

One night, the politician

locked his wife in the attic room.

And he set out for the pond to lie in wait for Herbert.

There was a terrible fight.

A terrible fight.

But Herbert's bigger, stronger.

Grabs the guy by the throat,

drags him down to the edge of the pond,

forces his head beneath the water.

His lungs filled with the still rancid waters of the pond and...

soon he's dead.

[EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES]

Rain is already is beginning to fall,

as Herbert hastily buries the body in a shallow grave,

hops on his horse,

and gallops off

to claim his beloved.

[HORSE GALLOPING]

And the rain is coming down in torrents,

as Herbert pushes onward, onward, onward.

And at last,

he sees the home of his lover in the distance.

It's dark,

except for the light in the attic room.

He sees her form in the window.

Under the gable,

she stares out into the black night.

He tugs on the reins and he drags his horse around

and he digs his heels into her side.

And suddenly there's a bolt of lightening

and a crash of thunder.

[THUNDERING]

The horse whinnies, rears,

throwing Herbert from the saddle and...

[HORSE WHINNIES]

Twisting in mid-air,

he sees he's heading right for it.

It's the sharp blades of an idle threshing machine.

Wah!

He screams as the sharp blades cut into his face.

Three deep cuts.

Skin split, exposed,

bone and muscle and...

and blood.

Pain, pain.

So much pain,

and so close.

So close, he can hear the clock in the farm house

toll the midnight hour.

[CLOCK CHIMING]

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[CLOCK STRIKING TWELVE]

Okay, who's the wise guy? Who set the clock?

I didn't do it. Someone screwed around with it.

That clock was stopped.

Maybe it was mass hypnosis or some...

The hands were nowhere near 12:00. I noticed that when we came in.

Okay, so maybe the spring was wound, or...

the thunder shook it loose.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[GROANING]

I wanna go home, Matthew.

Come on, it's just starting to get good.

I don't care, I want to go.

Okay.

But first, we'll vote.

Jodie.

MATTHEW: Paul.

Well...

We started it.

Guess we should finish it.

[GONG STRIKING]

MATTHEW: Slowly,

Herbert Waverly

managed to pry himself free

from those horrible steel blades.

His broken leg dragging behind him.

And the blood,

pouring out of the open wounds

of his face.

He started his long journey home...

on foot.

[LIGHTING MATCH]

Herbert walked home.

Here.

Collapsed in the doorway.

Near death.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

Herbert survives.

But he lives the rest of his life

as an embittered old man.

His face is so horribly scarred,

so horribly scarred and twisted,

that no one can bear to look at him

without turning away in horror.

Even his beloved Ethel can't bear to look at him.

Each day he grew meaner, angrier.

His disposition kept his wounds from healing properly,

and he just became more and more disfigured.

Till he could no longer even look at himself

without screaming in agony and turning away.

He had all the mirrors

in the house torn from their walls,

and stored in an upstairs bedroom that he never entered.

Finally,

in despair, crazed with the loneliness,

filled his pockets with stones,

threw himself into Becker's Pond.

His body died.

But his hate

lived on.

And it's nights like these

that Herbert Waverly crawls out of the muck

of Becker's Pond,

and returns home.

Following the blood

left behind

on that rainy, rainy Friday night.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

You can still see the blood on the road out there.

When the pavement's wet,

and the moonlight hits it just right.

People say to stay away

from Becker's Pond on nights like these.

But most of all,

stay out of the Waverly Mansion.

Because Herbert Waverly will kill anything

that gets in his way.

If you see him, run.

Run as fast as you can and don't look back.

Don't look back.

Don't look into his eyes.

So much pain.

So much hatred.

One look

will drain the very soul from your body.

[RUSTLING]

[HEAVY BREATHING]

He's out there.

[GATE SCREECHING]

He's through the gate.

He's dragging himself up the sidewalk.

He's at the door.

[DOOR RATTLING]

He knows we're in here.

Stop it, stop it!

Stop it, just stop it!

Come on, Bev. This is just a story.

I'm telling you I heard somebody outside!

Bev, come on. No.

There's nobody out there.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

Nobody out there.

[GLASS SHATTERING]

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

[GRUNTING]

Matthew, no!

[THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING]

Get them out of here!

Matthew! No, no.

[SCREAMING]

Go, go, just go.

MATTHEW: Get back!

Get back.

Aah!

[SCREAMING]

[NECK SNAPPING]

[GIRLS SCREAMING]

My God.

Oh, my God!

This isn't happening. This isn't happening!

Bev. Don't touch me!

Bev, it's okay. No, get him away from me!

You knew about this room!

You knew about the mirrors!

You did this!

You're evil!

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

Help me!

Jodie!

[SCREAMING]

No!

[JODIE SCREAMING]

[SOBBING]

Get the door. Get the door.

Come on, help me with this.

Hope this works.

There's not much oil in it.

The mirror, the mirror. What?

[GROANING]

How did you know about this room?

I did not know. I was just...

No, you knew about the room,

and you knew about the mirrors.

Look, I made this all up.

I knew you did. We all did.

But Matthew and Bev and me have done this a thousand times,

and nothing has ever happened.

[MONSTER GROANING]

God, don't you see

that it's something in you?

We made it up,

but you brought him here.

You can send him away.

We have got to finish the story.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Paul!

Paul, damn it!

We've got to finish the story.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

The storm outside grows wilder,

more fierce,

as Herbert Waverly tracks down his last two victims.

[GLASS BREAKING]

[SCREAMING]

PAUL: All of a sudden something outside distracts him.

He's lured to the window.

The storm lashes out.

[GROANING]

[THUNDER CRASHES]

[GROANING]

The sun is rising in the east, chasing away the rain,

burning out the clouds.

It is daylight,

and Herbert must return to the pond.

The sun is rising in the east,

chasing off the clouds,

burning off the rain.

It is morning.

Herbert must return to the pond.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SERENE MUSIC PLAYING]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]