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(serene music)

(car whooshing)

(car whooshing)

(bright music)

(bright music continues)

(bright music continues)

(car door thuds)

(birds chirping)

- Good morning.

You must be Mr. Miller.

- And you are?

- Amara Hayes, the executor of your father's estate.

- Nice to meet you.

Executor?

I didn't think I'd need one of those.

- It's not as dramatic as it sounds, I promise.

Mostly paperwork, a few signatures,

and a little history lesson on your father's property.

- Phony.

Doesn't sound that simple to me.

- It's got its quirks, but it has a story.

You'd be surprised how much there is to uncover.

Your father wasn't exactly an open book.

(footsteps thumping)

Are you a hunter, Mr. Miller?

- No, I just didn't know what I was getting into.

- [Amara] Well, I see your father had his own protection.

- I...

I take it you knew him well.

- Hardly.

For a town this small, barely anyone knew of him.

- No neighbors?

- Huh, minus the birds.

The newest town is 20 miles down the road,

and the closest neighbors are the Van Ross's.

Rachel was the closest to your father.

She's one of the Van Ross sisters.

- How did he die?

- Well, no one really knows.

The police didn't think it was a suspicious death,

and no one knows if he has any health problems or what.

People just think the man got old.

He wasn't one to tell people much, even Rachel.

A quiet man knew how to keep to himself.

Did you know the man?

- No.

I never met him.

Didn't even know his name.

- Well, he left you everything, including this letter.

I really think you should read it.

- Where is he located?

- Due to the fact that the death occurred a while ago,

they cremated him.

If you wish, you can pick up the remains

at the county morgue.

Shit, I have to get going.

I have a meeting in town in a half an hour.

Sawyer, if you need anything at all,

don't hesitate to reach out.

This is my personal number.

I'm happy to just chat if you need to.

- Thank you.

- There's something you should know.

There's some stories about your father,

some not being very good.

This town is really big on gossip.

I just...

I just thought you should be aware.

- Thank you again for everything.

(contemplative music)

- It's me.

Yeah, I just left.

Oh, he doesn't know yet.

But I think he's starting to figure it out.

(footsteps thumping)

(birds chirping)

(contemplative music)

(brooding music)

(suspenseful music)

(gun cocks)

(suspenseful music continues)

(brooding music)

(footsteps thumping)

(gentle suspenseful music)

(footsteps thumping)

(leaves crunching)

(footsteps thumping)

(contemplative music)

- [William] "To whom it may concern.

You don't know me, but I know you.

Not in the way one knows a friend, a neighbor,

or even a family member,

but in the way shadows know the light.

I've watched from a distance,

tethered by threads you cannot see

and bound by truths you have yet to uncover.

What I am leaving you is not a gift, but a burden,

responsibility, and a warning.

In due time, you will uncover the truth about this place.

Me and the untold stories lined within.

I can almost hear the questions forming within your mind.

Why you, why now?

Well, the answers lie within these walls.

Among these documents, the artifacts,

and the echoes of the past.

I will not apologize for the role I played in your life

with a lack thereof.

Some connections are too dangerous to nurture,

and some truths are too dark to share.

All I will say is this.

You are stronger than you know,

and you will need every ounce of that strength.

Remember, nothing in this world comes without a price,

not even family.

Yours in the dark, William Miller."

(contemplative music)

(footsteps thumping)

(birds chirping)

(brooding music)

(lighter clicking)

(fire crackling)

(brooding music continues)

(birds chirping) (leaves crunching)

(birds chirping) (footsteps thumping)

(animal shrieks)

(gun bangs) (animal shrieks)

(Sawyer snoring)

(foreboding music)

- [Woman] Hello?

(static crackling) Is anyone there?

Hello, please.

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(gun cocks)

(gun banging)

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(gun cocks)

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(gun banging)

(footsteps thumping)

(static crackling)

Hello, please.

(static crackling)

Is someone out there?

Anyone?

(static crackling)

- Hello? - Hi, yes.

Can you help me?

- Help you how?

- [Woman] Please, it's so cold.

I can't feel my legs.

It's unbearable.

Don't leave me here.

- What do you mean you can't feel your legs?

- [Woman] I think I'm under something.

It's heavy.

Like the earth is on top of me.

- Are you buried? - Yes.

Yes, he put me here.

I screamed for so long, but no one came.

- Who did this to you?

- [Woman] I'm not really sure.

I don't know his name, but he was smiling.

I remember his smile.

It never left his face,

even when I stopped screaming.

(woman screams)

(footsteps thumping)

(engine whirring)

(engine revving)

(static crackling)

(static crackling)

(static crackling)

(static crackling)

(footsteps thumping)

- Oh, fuck no!

(engine revving)

(birds chirping)

(footsteps thumping)

(birds chirping)

(both faintly speaking)

(footsteps thumping)

- What would it be?

- Whiskey, neat.

- You look like somebody who's been through hell and back.

You aren't from around here.

Are you?

- You could say that.

- Put his next one on me.

- What's the catch?

- No catch, just curious why the guy

looks like he's seen a ghost.

(Sawyer chuckles)

- Name's Rachel.

- Sawyer.

- So, Sawyer, what's your story?

- What do you mean?

- Well, you're not from around here.

Where you from, or where you going?

- I'm just following some loose ends.

- Loose ends is a funny way

of tying themselves in the knots.

Small towns like this have a way of keeping secrets.

Are you ready for what you might find?

- I don't have much of a choice.

- I hope you're ready to ask the right people.

(Sawyer sighs)

(footsteps thumping)

- Hey, Mister.

People who come around looking for answers

don't always like what they find.

(gun cocks)

- You always this cheerful?

- I'm just saying.

Some things are better left buried.

- Thanks, but I think I'll take my chances.

(footsteps thumping)

Have a good one.

(contemplative music)

(contemplative music continues)

(car engine revving)

(footsteps thumping)

(car engine whirring)

(car engine revving)

(door clunking) (brooding music)

(gun cocks)

Everything okay?

- Yeah, should be.

- So, you knew my father, didn't you?

- I didn't know him well, just in passing.

- Well...

I've heard you knew him pretty dang well.

- People say your father was dangerous

and this cabin was his hiding place.

- Dangerous, huh?

Why is the boogeyman always a guy that nobody knows?

- Look, whatever your father was involved in,

it didn't die with him.

- Why is it that everyone's so afraid

of telling me what it is?

Why is everyone scared of what the fuck is going on?

- Because it's bigger than you or your dad.

Sawyer, just get out of town

while they still let you.

I said too much already.

(door slams)

(static whirring)

- [Man] She has a point.

You should just leave.

(static whirring)

- Who the fuck are you?

- [Man] Oh, come on, mate.

You remember me.

- Why would I remember you?

- [Man] (chuckles) You drive a nice car

and you didn't even see me in your rear view mirror.

(static whirring)

- Who's out there?

Show yourself, god damn it!

(gun banging)

(static crackling)

(gun banging)

(woman screams)

(birds chirping)

(footsteps thumping)

(leaves crunching)

(birds chirping)

(leaves crunching)

(birds chirping) (leaves crunching)

(birds chirping) (leaves crunching)

(static crackling)

- [Host] And we are back, ladies and gentlemen.

Bottom of the ninth here at Miller Field.

The lights are on, though the stands have gone quiet.

Jamestown trails by one.

Three to two.

Two men out.

Jack Miller steps in at the plate.

He's one for three on the night.

On the mound, Frank Donnelly.

The count is full.

Three balls, two strikes.

One pitch left to decide the matter.

Donnelly sets.

Here's the delivery.

Miller swings.

That ball has hit high, deep to left field.

It's gonna be a close one.

Oh, he's going, going, going!

And he's gone!

And he's gone.

And he's gone.

And he's gone.

(contemplative music)

(static whirring)

(pensive music)

- [Woman] You are not safe in the light either. (laughs)

(static whirring)

(contemplative music)

(static whirring)

(woman laughing)

(static whirring)

(contemplative music)

(static whirring)

(woman laughing)

(static crackling)

(gun cocks)

Oh, okay.

(footsteps thumping)

- [William] December 20th, 2024.

I've felt it again.

That feeling someone is behind you,

watching you in the shadows.

Someone is watching me.

They've been watching me for days.

I have no idea why, but whoever it is,

whoever it is won't be watching me for much longer.

Last night, I heard footsteps outside the cabin,

slow and deliberate,

like someone's playing with me.

Not an animal.

Always the same person following me.

Never had the chance to catch him.

I stayed up till dawn, gripping that rifle.

Not sure what they're after,

but whatever it is,

I won't let them have it.

(gun bangs)

(static crackling) - Hello?

Hello?

(static crackling)

Hello?

(static crackling)

- Hello.

(static crackling)

Who's this?

- [Child] I don't know if I'm supposed to talk with you.

He doesn't like it when we talk.

- What's your name?

(static crackling)

- [Child] My name?

I don't remember.

It's been so long, but I'm here.

I'm still here.

I can't leave.

- Where is here?

Is it this cabin?

Did you know my dad?

(static crackling) - Your dad?

He's been hurting us.

He hurts us a lot.

We try to run, but he always finds us,

just like he'll find you.

- Impossible.

He's dead.

(static crackling)

- [Child] That doesn't matter.

He never really leaves.

He's still here watching, waiting.

He always comes back (indistinct) want to stay too long.

- Why are you telling me this?

What do you want me to do?

(static crackling)

- [Child] I just wanted to warn you.

But now he knows I talked to you.

(contemplative music)

He's coming.

(planks creaking)

(punch cracking) (Axe Man groaning)

(body thuds)

- You done yet?

(suspenseful music)

(flesh squelching) (Axe Man groans)

(punch cracking) (Axe Man groaning)

(kick cracking)

(Sawyer grunts) (flesh squelching)

Are you there?

Hello?

Anyone?

(ominous music)

- [Child] Look out!

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(gun bangs) (flesh squelching)

(gun cocks)

(gun bangs)

(body thuds)

(gun cocks)

(static whirring)

Good job.

(body thudding)

(trunk door slams)

(footsteps thumping)

(water rushing)

(footsteps thumping)

(planks creaking)

(rug scratching)

(footsteps thumping)

(pensive music)

(water pattering)

(water pattering)

(pensive music)

(gun cocks)

(gun bangs)

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(gun cocks) (gun bangs)

(flesh squelching)

(gun cocks)

(gun bangs)

(gun cocks)

(water pattering)

(static whirring)

- [Man] She has a point.

You should just leave.

- Who the fuck are you?

- [Man] Oh, come on, mate.

You remember me.

- Why would I remember you?

- [Man] Well, you drive a nice car,

and you didn't even see me in your rear view mirror.

(water pattering)

(rug scratching)

(pensive music)

(Sawyer sighs)

- Boo, motherfucker!

(body thuds)

(ominous music)

(brooding music)

(Sawyer panting)

(gun cocks)

(radio whirring)

- You hear them, don't you?

Just like he did.

(sinister music)

(ominous music)

(footsteps thumping)

- Hello, Son.

You probably have a lot of questions.

- No.

No.

No!

You're supposed to be fucking dead.

- I don't understand it either, but I'm here.

- Stop calling me your son.

- I know I wasn't there when you needed me.

I can't change that.

But I will stand here now,

no matter what you do.

- Then start making sense of it.

How are you all...

Oh.

(ominous music)

If you're all dead,

how am I communicating with you?

- You tell me, Sawyer.

Maybe I'm in your head.

- What? - Maybe you brought us here.

- You're a fucking ghost.

- Then tell me why do I feel so real?

- [All] You hear us.

Don't ignore us!

Don't let him silence us!

- [William] Then tell me why do I feel so real?

- You're fucked, old man!

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

(solemn music)

(fire crackling)

(footsteps thumping)

(car engine revving)

(car engine revving)

(solemn music continues)

Hey, the movie's over.

Hope you enjoyed it.

(Evan laughs)

- [Director] Let's dump that

so he doesn't have to do backwash again.

We're cutting.

Action.

(Evan laughs) Surprise.

All the other ones are twist off.

Of course this one isn't, but...

All right.

It's going in bloopers. (laughs)

I can't.

- Scene 41, take one.

- [Director] Action.

(ominous music)

We didn't think that through, did we?

Camera rolling.

(indistinct)

- [Crew] 31/348, take one.

- [Director] Action.

(group laughing)

- You aren't from around here.

Are you?

- Oh, sorry. - You're good, cut.

- Well, he left you everything, including this letter.

I really think you should read it.

(Evan laughs) - You're good, you're good.

You're still rolling.

You're good.

Let's keep rolling.

- I don't know the line.

(group laughs)

- I knew (indistinct). - You wanna cut?

- [Crew] No, do you got the line, Kevin?

- I don't. - Okay.

- [Man] I know it's so weird

having a bunch of men around you

when you're sleeping, right?

Oh God.

If you want- - I'll go for a blooper.

I don't care.

- [Director] Camera recording.

All good.

You're good.

Still rolling.

Okay, slate.

- [Crew] Scene 15 148A, take one.

- [Director] Okay, action.

- I bet you thought I was sleeping.

I'm not sleeping.

I'm just filming a scene in a movie.

This is "Echo Point," and have a great time watching it.

(footsteps thumping)

Who the fuck are you?

Why would I remember you?

Who is busting out laughing?

I can't.

- [Crew] Scene 3312, take one.

- [Director] Action.

- [Sawyer] There's a guy there.

(group laughing)

- [Director] Oh, that's perfect.

So, I wanna get a fucking shot.

- Damn. (indistinct)

- [Director] I think, Steven,

I like you behind me too.

- Huh? - Huh?

Huh, huh, huh.

Huh, huh, huh.

- [Steven] Huh, huh.

- [Director] All right, I'm gonna hit you, I feel.

- [Crew] Yeah. (laughs)

I don't want.

- [Director] All right, 'cause...

There we go.

So...

Go ahead, buddy.

(footsteps thumping)

What the fuck?

- I gotta redo it. - What the fuck?

(Evan laughs)