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Shelby had totally lost it.

I saw you with her, Matt. Who was she?

So many deaths and disappearances

around the same time of the year.

Going back decades.

Show yourself to me!

This is our land.

I will soak this Earth with our blood.

Tether us to these grounds...

Forever!

Shelby had totally lost it.

I mean suddenly,

Lee and I were conspiring against her for some reason.

I saw you with her, Matt. Up against a goddamn tree.

Her turning Lee in wasn't the hardest part for me.

It was that I couldn't remember anything

about being out in those woods.

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Do you not believe me? - Believe you? Why?

Why should I believe you?

When you've been lying to me. You and Lee went behind my back.

We just tried to make a deal to get Flora back, that's it.

I'm sorry, Shelby, that we didn't tell you.

But you know what? I knew you wouldn't go for it.

I am your wife. How am I supposed to trust anything that you say now?

My God, Matt, who is she?

- Who? - Who is who, Shelby?

Who was she, God damn it?

- Who was she? - Stop saying these things to me.

Stop saying these things to me!

I don't know who you're talking about.

I don't remember, okay? I don't remember.

It's like a part of my brain was carved out.

And I just don't remember.

Help me, Shelby. 'Cause I'd tell you the truth.

- I don't remember. - Hey, hey, hey.

I don't remember.

Look at me, look at me.

- I don't remember. - I believe...

I believe you.

I'm sorry.

I know what I saw. It was real.

But I could see in his eyes that...

He wasn't culpable.

Matt!

No!

Run.

Croatoan!

Hey...

He'll be back.

It was the man from the video.

I had thought back then that he was insane.

Meeting him did nothing to dispel that impression.

Croatoan.

That's the third time I've heard that word.

I don't understand.

"Croatoan" was a message, left at Roanoke for the others.

So they could find lost colony.

It is actually a word of dark power.

And blood magic.

You're the professor on the tape. You used to live in this house.

Well, technically I only stayed here for six months,

but I've been the owner for years.

No one who knew the history of this place would touch it.

You can switch the title, and within months of taking possession

everyone who ever owned it was either dead or had gone missing.

I became its guardian.

I couldn't live in the house.

But I kept it so others wouldn't make the same mistake.

And then a slight reversal of fortune,

made me a little short when property tax time came around

and you two were unlucky enough to buy it at auction.

I'm important to you for your survival.

You want me here.

No, actually I want you out of my house.

No, I have saved your asses. I'm trying to help you.

I know things. Mr. Piggy...

That wasn't the first time he showed up.

And it's not gonna be the last time either.

Elias was right. I'd seen the pig man before.

When I was lost in the woods. There was a ritual. Human sacrifice.

And he was being burned alive.

What else do you know?

I wanna show you something.

Careful.

You've got your hands on decades of my life.

I mean I'm not saying I've got it cracked completely,

but this is the entire list of the paranormal activity within the house,

and the surrounding environments.

Trust me, there will be a book one day.

1973, the Chen family.

Yes. They immigrated from Taiwan

with the thought of living the American dream.

You know, full immersion, they adopted American names.

They spoke only English in the house.

I can feel your heartbeat

And you didn't even say a word

I can feel your heartbeat

And you didn't even say a word

Oh, I know, pretty woman that your love can be heard

Ohhhhh

We paint the night

I don't understand those pants.

English, Daisy.

I hope Mama is not divorced.

Americans like to get divorced.

Her husband is dead.

Better.

Is Amy upstairs?

Amy, wait!

- Amy, wait! - Amy!

They were immigrants and nobody told them the history of the house.

They didn't have a clue what hit them.

Daisy!

Oh, honey...

So, the Chens fought back the only way they knew how.

They prayed to their ancestors

and they made offerings to protect them from evil.

But their ancestors were no match for what was already here.

I guess they never had a chance.

But you do.

Oh, my God.

These go back to the 1700s.

Yes. The house was completed in 1792

by Edward Phillipe Mott who was the first to disappear.

- Hey... - Yeah.

You've seen the sisters before, haven't you?

They were the ones in my dream.

Or what I thought was my dream.

At that point I didn't know what to believe.

Or what his angle was.

The Jane sisters were psychopaths.

Who tortured and murdered their patients,

but what is even more frightening in this house,

even those killers were terrified.

So your research told you they were killed by spirits here.

No, they told me themselves.

What?

I was hiding in the woods when they found me.

I had no choice but to hear their story.

We thought we were safe.

They planted it so deep in my head,

that I can't forget the horror of their deaths,

at the hands of the Butcher.

Thou has chosen to remain on these hallowed grounds,

despite our warnings.

For these sins, thy blood shall sanctify the land.

Thy body to enrich the soil.

And thy soul to serve me for eternity and a day.

Pull.

Pull.

Pull.

Pull.

Evil whore.

Thou shall not want for lack of company.

And then there were the others. Here, look.

October 3rd, 1952, three hunters staying in the house.

Something made them turn their rifles

on each other and blow their heads off.

October 19th, 1973, the Chens are discovered missing.

October 29th, 1989, the sisters are found to have abandoned the house.

Different years, but every death, every missing person

takes place during the same lunar cycle in October.

The Native Americans called it The Dying Grass moon,

it's six days, six blood drenched days.

From the first quarter moon to the blood moon.

Now, the spirits can haunt you anytime,

they can show themselves or not but during this period,

this is when they can kill.

So, now you understand the danger. The first quarter moon rises tonight.

We have to leave right now.

It was hard to argue with the man.

So many deaths and disappearances around the same time of year.

Going back decades.

Here was a guy who admitted

that he'd lost the property because he couldn't pay a tax bill.

Maybe he just wanted the house back.

We're not leaving without my niece.

Heard about that on the news. I'm so sorry.

But if the Butcher has your niece, she is already dead.

No, it's not the Butcher.

It was a little girl. Flora called her Priscilla.

Priscilla?

- You know her? - I know where she likes to play.

I felt horrible about Lee.

The only reason the police were questioning her about Mason's death,

was because of me.

I figured the only real way to clear Lee's name was to find Flora alive.

If we didn't...

Nothing would save my sister.

Your little spirit kidnapper likes

to hang on the periphery with the others.

- Others? - Yeah, the other spirits.

They are all victims of the Butcher's.

They are bound to the land

for whatever reason I don't pretend to understand.

I know what I know.

I actually couldn't believe that we were...

back out in those woods again.

And with this,

stranger we'd seen ranting and raving on those video tapes.

I trusted him.

He knew things.

He knew about Priscilla.

When he described her to us, this...

Dead girl playing in the woods.

I realized we'd seen her, too.

She was the one who had led us to the root cellar.

To the videotapes.

To Elias.

And now maybe he was leading us back to her.

And back to our niece.

- Don't listen to it. Keep moving. - What the hell is that?

I don't know what possessed me.

Something about those woods.

Made you lose control.

Croatoan!

Croatoan!

That's not gonna work.

Come on.

"It was a six day cycle," he said.

And once it started, the spirits slipped

the veil between the shadow world and ours.

It was impossible what I was looking at.

But there it was.

She'd been out there for days and we were so close...

to getting her back.

- Flora! - No!

- No! No! - Flora!

Listen to me, it's too dangerous.

That little girl knows me. I need to do this.

Let him do it.

Priscilla?

Priscilla?

It's Elias. You remember me don't you?

You need to let your little friend come with us.

Yeah? She needs to come home.

No!

Come on!

She was gone and I still didn't know if she was alive or dead.

And was she really one of them?

All I knew was that we couldn't stay out there.

You two look affright.

You ready to do things my way now?

I mean, I can't tell you how low we felt.

We feared the worst.

Dead? No, no, no.

Sweet little girl is not lost.

Sit yourselves down and set your minds at ease.

I feel Flora's life force and I feel it strongly.

I'm not pointing fingers...

But you're more likely to have her back now

if you hadn't made a liar out of me.

I told that Butcher you'd leave and you sure as hell didn't.

We will do anything to get her back.

- You tell the Butcher that. - Yeah.

Well, about that...

After my little contretemps, I did seek her out again.

But Mama was in no mood.

They gone? Another warning thou shall not receive.

I ask only for your patience.

My interest in bartering has ended and so has my mercy.

I need none of thine aid.

All power now is from the moon.

Honestly, I'd murder for a Coke Zero.

I gotta get my wits about me,

and figure out exactly what it is we're dealing with.

If I can understand their strengths,

maybe I can suss out a weakness.

You're going back out there?

I have to get it from the horse's mouth, darlin'.

Being unable to take action was torture.

I'd started to worry that we had lost him, too.

But when he came back...

One look at his face and there was no doubt

that he had been through something hellish.

- How long was I out there? - Hours.

- What the hell happened? - I met her.

And I lived to tell the tale.

But there were moments I felt my survival was in doubt.

- The Butcher? - Oh, no darlin'.

I met the bitch with the real power.

Show yourself to me.

The day of reckoning is upon you.

Where is your light, little man?

My eyes.

What have you done to me?

Losing your sight,

is the least of your problems.

You're wrong. I can see.

You are the master behind all of them.

The Butcher and her race

and your power grows with each phase of the moon.

As do your needs.

What needs?

Those of a woman.

It's inevitable.

I offered her the only thing I knew she wanted.

Matthew.

- You what? - I had to give her something.

And you were the only thing she needed.

Oh, don't look at me like that.

It's not like you have to actually sleep with her.

I just put it on the table so I could get her to talk.

And she told you why all of this was happening?

Oh, honey, she did more than that. She showed me.

She took my hand and the black veil was lifted.

But I was no longer in the forest.

She had hurdled me centuries into the past.

Smack dab in the middle of one of

the greatest unsolved mysteries there ever was.

Your house, this land,

is the site of the true lost colony of Roanoke.

But they were never lost.

They came here and they were living

in the horn of plenty.

But there was a price to pay for all this bliss.

Human sacrifice.

They were practicing devil worship.

Not devil worship. There are older religions.

More cruel than anyone could imagine.

But not all were on board.

For this little turn to the dark side.

The Butcher had a son.

Quiet! Mother.

Thou has turned thine back on the true faith.

Do not sleep with Satan.

Under the dark sorcery of the witch of the wood.

She has poisoned thy mind with foul treachery.

I did not hear an objection when you were cold and starving, my son.

Only men with full bellies have the luxury of conscience.

Conscience we should abide.

I confess,

I stood in silence when thou hast welcome this evil into our midst.

But I know now there is only one thing I need fear.

The eternal wrath of our mighty Lord in heaven.

Aye.

I pray for thee, Mother.

That he will be merciful come judgment day.

We shall return from whence we came,

and await father ships to take us home.

Ungrateful wretches.

My hardship and sacrifice are met with mutiny.

Cast out by traitorous, petulant babes.

They are all children in need of discipline.

Bend them to thy will.

Shed their blood.

Release the power of the blood moon.

Thou shall have their souls enslaved today.

Thy servants.

For eternity.

I near fell prey to the witch's seduction.

This weird, new world hath tested our devotion.

Our faith.

But God hath spoken to me.

And I wish to repent.

The Lord preaches forgiveness for those who repent their sins.

This is joyous news.

- Praise be to God. - Praise be to God.

As a token of my repentance,

let us mark the new days ahead,

with special fruit.

A symbol of the new world's benevolence unto us.

In the name of Jesus Christ we pray.

- Amen. - Amen.

Fat, lazy ingrates.

Reeking with the stench of piety.

I found no loyalty.

I bled for thee.

And thou wouldst reward my devotion with apostasy.

Insolence.

Deceit.

If thou wishes not to follow me in this life,

thou will follow me in the next.

We shall never leave this place.

This is our land.

I will soak this Earth with our blood.

Let it mingle with the soil, tether us to these grounds...

Forever!

It was a blood sacrifice to the ancient Gods.

An offering so great, it consecrated this ground

bonding them to all of it, for eternity.

That's why every year on the anniversary of the slaughter,

these spirits go from being merely loathsome to lethal.

But we can't just pack up and leave. Flora is still out there.

You won't have to. Not after what that witch woman showed me.

I know a spell that can put

the Butcher and her spirits down for good.

After they come here tonight,

I'll put an end to this.

Oh, that's my Uber.

Oh, no. Wait a damn minute.

You just said you can put an end to this and you're leaving?

I have to go back to my hotel room to get a few things I need.

Sage, sacred herbs.

Pocket book of chants.

Stay put. I'll be back.

Once he told us that he could bring an end to all this...

It was all we wanted to hear.

We just had to hold out until he got back.

- Where to? - The Royal Crown Motor Hotel.

Tell me, young man, have you ever heard the term, "gay for pay?"

Lord, have mercy.

He'd been gone for hours.

There was no answer when I called his motel.

I was starting to worry.

- He's still not here. - He will be.

I should stay awake. They come when you sleep.

They come either way.

Rest. Come on. I'm here.

Come on, Shel.

I was losing all track of time.

Days were bleeding into nights.

I heard noises.

Whispers all around me.

They weren't words exactly but they drew me.

Left.

Someone was down there.

For a moment I thought maybe, maybe it was Elias.

Maybe he hadn't died in the woods. Maybe he dragged himself back there.

Back to where he had once been safe.

Hey.

But it wasn't Elias.

My treasure.

Stay away from me.

What do you want from me?

Debts must be paid.

I tried to resist, but it was impossible.

I was all alone when I woke up.

I'd never been so scared in my life.

Matt.

Matt.

I was under some spell.

She was opening herself to me. Not just her body but who she was.

Through her words. Her touch.

It all came rushing at me.

Her experience, her story, her pain.

It was the most intimate connection I have ever experienced.

She had been an English girl once.

A descendant of the Druids and their Roman conquerors.

My people worshiped the old Gods.

I left England a stowaway.

The voyage was plagued with misfortune.

Many men died.

I was discovered upon landing in this new world.

The soldiers blamed me for their tumultuous journey.

No! No!

They believed it angered the sea Gods to travel with a woman on board.

It was decided I would be burned at the stake as a witch.

But there were other Gods demanding blood.

More ancient and thirsty Gods.

The massacre of the white soldiers was blamed on the Indians,

and she escaped into the wild.

The old magic and new world,

created something new.

Something original.

Why do you think she showed you all this?

She wanted me to understand her.

She wanted me to join her.

And I would have.

Matt!

Matt!

Matt!

- Shelby! - Matt!

They were everywhere.

Matt, they have her. They have Flora!

Flora!

Give her back to us. That's all we want. And then we'll leave.

The time for bartering has ended.

It's time for the land to be reclaimed.

And consecrated with fresh blood.

No!

Run!

Run!

Run!

Evil child!

Sweetheart...

I don't think this is her blood.

Honey, look at me. Are you hurt?

The man...

Sweetheart, what man?

The man...

What man, sweetheart?

The man...

Oh!

Oh, Matt!

There was a reason he hadn't come back.

He hadn't gotten very far at all.

I picked him up around dawn, I guess.

He kind of stuck out, you know?

Tell me, young man, have you ever heard the term, "gay for pay?"

It was just a question.

Lord, have mercy.

Flora, come back.

Pumpkin, come back.

I waited around and he never came out so I left.

I just prayed to God everyone was all right.

That poor man.

And there was nothing that we could do.

Back.

Step back.

Back.

Back.

I had heard about disembowelment, but to see it.

Her message was clear.

We were next.