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Now I lay me down to sleep.

Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep. Now I lay me down to sleep.

If I should die before I wake. If I should die before I wake.

Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake.

If I should die before I wake. I pray the Lord my soul to take.

If I should die before I wake. I pray the Lord my soul to take.

I pray the Lord my soul to take.

Bet I'll beat you there. Oh, yeah? Bet you won't.

My mother says that's where the weird kids live.

They're not weird. They're just foster children.

It's the scariest house I've ever seen. I'm not afraid of it.

I guess you're not so tough now.

I guess you're not so tough now.

Wait. What are you doing?

Are you crazy? You can't go in there!

Watch me.

- Come back! - Come back!

Hello?

Are you o--

Oh!

Be strong.

Are we gonna play games today, Claire, or have a real discussion?

A real discussion. Good.

And don't even try to claim you're taking your prescriptions,

'cause I can tell you're not.

I don't wanna go through my whole life feeling like a zombie.

I don't wanna go through my whole life feeling like a zombie.

- I understand that. - No, you don't understand,

'cause you don't have to take all that shit.

Well, is the alternative better?

Night terrors, the panic attacks,

the serious episodes of depression-- You know what?

The only thing that I wanna do is act,

and I can't do that if I'm cut off from my emotions.

If I can't do the only thing that makes me happy, I might as well be dead.

I agree with you that the meds are a Band-Aid solution.

Have you given any thought to my suggestion?

Have you visited the Darrode house?

I've tried to... a whole bunch of times.

- Really? - Yep.

I-- I stand out front...

and I can't breathe and my whole body shakes.

I've tried to make it through the gate, but I just can't.

I've tried to make it through the gate, but I just can't.

I can't get past it.

What happened to you in that house was so terrible,

your mind just locked it in a steel vault.

Should I really want to open it up?

Until you unlock those events and face your past,

your disorders will never dissipate.

We've tried everything else, Claire--

Hypnosis, regression therapy--

You know what? I'm scared, okay?

I'm too fucking scared.

I'm too fucking scared.

Find a way.

Take an army in there with you if you have to.

Only by returning to the scene of the traumas can you overcome them.

Even if going there is traumatic?

You can never know who you are until you can remember...

what took place at the Darrode house.

But once those repressed memories come back,

you will finally be free.

What is the essence of performance?

Acting is the art of communicating with the audience...

through the use of truthful and authentic behavior.

Authenticity is a muscle. You have to exercise it.

So, before today's scenes--

This punishment is both cruel and unusual.

I want my lawyer.

Well, let's play a little challenge and response.

Well, let's play a little challenge and response.

Bruce, since you just volunteered, get up here. Uh, you too, Eldon.

Me first? Yeah.

Okay. Why are you such a smart-ass punk?

I'm a comedian. It's good practice.

Why are you such an uptight prick?

I'm not uptight. I'm serious-minded.

- Did you get your butt kicked a lot in high school? - I still do.

- You don't like me very much, do you? - No, I like you. I like you.

You're cool. See, I just like to mess with you.

Good honesty. Uh, Rudy, replace Bruce.

What kind of black guy plays chess and watches PBS?

The thoughtful and intelligent kind?

Right. Why do you feel the need to stereotype me?

I just think it's nuts that I'm more into basketball and rap than you.

Are you overcompensating because you grew up in a "white" area?

Are you overcompensating because you grew up in a "white" area?

I've never thought about it. Are you overcompensating...

because you play sports with "the brothers"?

Possibly. I mean, don't you think it's time you started dating sisters for once?

They don't like me.

Isn't the only reason why you're acting...

because you tore up your fucking knee and can't play football anymore?

Damn right. You think you're actually gonna be the next Denzel or Will Smith?

Why are you comin' down so hard on me, man?

- I'm just playing a game. - You know I got love for you.

All right. Ariel, uh, come up for Eldon.

All right. Ariel, uh, come up for Eldon.

Okay.

So-- Who's the hottest-looking babe in this class?

You are.

Why do you need me to validate it?

Because you're cute and... I like to hear you say it.

But why are you always chasing after Claire...

when she's obviously... not good enough for you?

When she's obviously... not good enough for you?

I'm not "always" chasing after Claire.

Rudy, you're now a convicted liar.

- Shut up. - Claire, come up and replace Rudy.

- Why are you such a sketchy bitch? - Takes one to know one, honey.

Why don't you just go ahead and tell Rudy you're a lesbian freak and you're just not into guys?

Because I'm not one. The question is,

which plastic surgeon is gonna fix your face after I tear it off?

Okay, Claire. Sit down.

Okay, Claire. Sit down.

Uh, Lily? Bye, Claire.

Did you know that blondes tend to lose their looks by age 35?

Oh. Well, it's a really good thing you don't have to worry about losing yours.

What are you anyways-- a vampire or a refugee from Salem?

I'm just a demure, girl-next-door, take-home-to-Mommy type.

But I do have enough brains...

to know that this entire exercise is a total bullshit waste of time.

Agreed.

Agreed.

Just being authentic. Can we get to our scenes now?

Is this the advanced acting class?

Yes, and class is in session.

- Excellent. Excellent. - How can I help you?

Only a moment of your time, if you please. Only a moment.

Thank you. Thank you. Hi. My name is Walston Ray,

and I am the king of horror haunts.

And I'd like to speak to your students--

And I'd like to speak to your students--

Only for a moment, if you don't mind-- But--

To offer them a rare opportunity to ply their trade...

and practice their craft of acting.

And make a little money while you're doing it.

You know, I'm sort of a teacher myself, in a way.

They call me the Professor... of Fear!

Do they give out degrees in that?

I have created 36...

of the most successful horror attractions in this country.

Of the most successful horror attractions in this country.

Ghost Castle. Spookville.

The Ghastly Pit. Terrordome.

Hey, I've been to Spookville. It's in Florida, right?

Yes. One of my more profitable enterprises, thank you.

But... I am about to open...

my greatest masterpiece.

My crew has been slaving around the clock...

to transform the scene of an infamous local crime...

into a haunted house for the ages!

Into a haunted house for the ages!

I am turning the Darrode foster home into...

Dark House!

- What? - I've heard of the place.

The, uh-- the lady who ran it killed, like, 20 kids, right?

Dude, I heard it was 40, and then they shut that place down for good.

Seriously? Well--

Hey, Claire. You're from here. What do you know about it?

Nothing. I've never heard of it.

So why am I here?

I have two reporters from national publications...

I have two reporters from national publications...

coming tomorrow night to review the show.

And I need actors, and I need them now,

which is why I'm willing to offer each and every one of you...

$300 for a day's work,

and if you're good, you'll be signed on for the whole season.

Do the math.

How many people are working there? Ten, including you,

if you all agree to join me for tomorrow night-- more for the real show.

Well, thespians?

Well, thespians?

I don't know. I'm-- I'm a serious actor.

I'm not really interested in doing some corny show. No offense.

- Ah. - I really don't want to get fake blood in my hair, so--

Yeah. Hollywood's gonna typecast me as it is.

Are you guys crazy? You'd pass on a chance to do a horror movie?

Half of the best actors got their start in horror movies.

Yeah, but this isn't a movie.Exactly.

You guys are always bitching about Caldecote's stupid exercises.

I beg your pardon? Now we get a chance to actually perform in front of the public,

I beg your pardon? Now we get a chance to actually perform in front of the public,

and you're gonna be snobs?

Acting is acting. Actors act.

You know what? If-- If Claire's with it, it's good enough for me.

- I'm in. - All right. Me too.

I guess I could use the money.

Come on, man.

All right. Whatever. Whatever. I'd better not regret it.

All right. Whatever. Whatever. I'd better not regret it.

Excellent! Bravo, all of you!

Well, I will see you tomorrow morning at Dark House at 9:00 a.m.

Don't be late.

I thank you, sir, for your time.

Players! Play on!

I'm standing in front of the Darrode foster group home,

where yesterday, seven children were brutally murdered...

by 50-year-old Janet Cooper Darrode,

who then took her own life in gruesome fashion.

No motive has been found for the killings.

The identities of all the children have been withheld.

From Bridge Haven, I'm Karen Blake, Cable 8 News.

It's just as creepy as they said.

Yeah. Victorian architecture does that every time.

Let's go.

So, Lily. I heard you're a dominatrix. Is that true?

Fuck off, Bruce. Oh, please. Hurt me more!

How about I just kill you?

- You guys the actors? - Uh-huh.

Come on in.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll be right back. Don't-- Yeah. You do that. Yeah.

Claire, you okay? Yeah.

What are you waiting for? This is your idea.

Let's go.

Oh, my goodness. Is that 16th century Etruscan?

Man, it's cold.

Welcome to my latest nightmare, my thespian friends.

Allow me to introduce you to my brilliant artistic director, Samantha.

Hello-- Ooh. What's your name?

Ariel.

And my head usher, the maleficent Moreton.

You dudes ready to scare the fuck out of some people?

Yeah, dude. We can't fuckin' wait.

Is it always this cold in here?

No, you're right. That's strange. It's freezing.

- Maybe somebody left a window open. - No. That's not possible.

All of the windows are sealed shut in this house, except for the attic.

We maintain a completely controlled environment, so--

That way no one here gets out alive! Rock on!

Well, we'll check the thermostat...

or perhaps you could wear more clothes.

Or not.

Or not.

Ooh. There's time for you to explore the house later, but we have work to do.

Come on.

All right, people. Let's go. Your time is my money.

Uh, yeah. About that-- Speaking of which, can we get paid in cash?

Absolutely. After the show.

No problemo, dude.

Looks like you got yourself a new admirer.

Story of my life. Man-eater, dyke bait.

Story of my life. Man-eater, dyke bait.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present...

the Corridor of Blood.

Excuse me, sir. I thought you said this was supposed to be your masterpiece.

Excuse me, sir. I thought you said this was supposed to be your masterpiece.

I-I mean, with all due respect,

Spookville seemed like it had a lot more going on than this.

Sorry.

You're probably right, but...

sometimes looks can be deceiving.

I would like the bravest member of your little group...

to stand right here.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

Ah. Okay. What you got for me?

Say hello to my friend...

Evil Clown.

Hey. Hey, why don't you get a job at Jack in the Box?

You're not gonna scare me with some rubber ax!

Oh. Mofo the Clown ain't playin' around, man.

Well, neither am I, so bring it on, Bozo!

Gone up against linebackers way tougher than you!

Oh, dude. You just got punked!

Oh, my God. Rudy. Are you okay?

Fine.

That was amazing. That was amazing. What the hell was it?

It was the world's most advanced holographic illusion system.

- I thought that holographs were clear like ghosts. - Yeah.

Not any more.

My technicians have spent the last month...

installing over 2,000 laser image projectors all over this building.

We can project anything anywhere inside the walls of Dark House...

We can project anything anywhere inside the walls of Dark House...

and make it look absolutely real.

But wait. There's more. Oh?

Infrared sensors are set to trigger the holographs...

any time they sense extreme excitement or--

Fear. Fear.

Oh! Or if not, we can use this handy little remote control.

We have a library of over 100 creepy characters.

Designed by yours truly.

No applause necessary.

No applause necessary.

Check this out.

- Oh, yeah. - Sweet. Brain eaters.

- Cool! - That is bad-ass.

Yeah. Different fiends come at you every time.

It's fuckin' great for repeat business.

Now, you actors will be our hosts...

and play characters that interact with the holographs.

Moreton will show you everything you need to know.

Moreton will show you everything you need to know.

Can we check out your mainframe?

I mean, you guys must be processing at least 300 teraflops a second...

to produce such dynamic 3-D algorithms.

You are correct. Would you like to see it?

Please. Uh, how the hell did you know all that?

- I read Wired. - Follow me.

Uh, not often, just--

Harris, we're not alone.

Harris, we're not alone.

♪

Oh. You're not feeling well, are you?

Why don't you just go ahead and go home, and I'll take care of Rudy for you.

Oh, my goodness, ladies and gentlemen. The IBM Blue Gene.

This sucker's a multi-cluster, hyper-threading,

symmetric multi-processing monster, ladies and gentlemen.

This is a piece of work.

You are the biggest fucking nerd sometimes. It's embarrassing, man.

You are the biggest fucking nerd sometimes. It's embarrassing, man.

Thank you for saying that so I didn't have to.

Both of you promote the idiot male stereotype every time you open your mouth.

- Oh, you're sweet. - Preach.

Is there a reason you're bringing tourists down here, Walston?

I didn't want to deprive our new actors of your scintillating personality, Harris.

This is Harris, our unquestionably brilliant,

visionary creator of the holographic illusion system.

You!

You!

You get out!

- Do you mind? - Oh.

The only thing Harris dislikes more than his fellow human beings...

is the fact that he has to come to an evil capitalist like me in order to fund his research.

- Isn't that true, Harris? - I don't dislike everyone, Walston.

Mainly just you.

All right. Moving on. Let us, uh, go back upstairs to get our scripts,

All right. Moving on. Let us, uh, go back upstairs to get our scripts,

change into our costumes and rehearse!

Reporters will be here before we know it, so time is of the essence.

Let's go, go, go!

Awesome. Awesome. Thank you very much. We have to move.

Ow! Ow!

Leave him alone!

What the fuck are you looking at?

Knew they were gonna cast me as the fucking witch.

So goddamn predictable, I swear.

Oh, and guess who gets to play the damsel in distress.

Yep, Miss Blonde Waste of Space, Ariel.

I don't know why you let that bitch talk so much shit to you.

What's the mirror covered up for?

I... just didn't feel like looking at myself.

Oh.

Oh.

Have you read this cheesy-ass shit that we have to say?

Moreton the gore geek thinks it's better than Shakespeare.

Well, at least-- at least you're a cool character. They made me a fear guide.

So, Rudy's been grilling me about how you feel about him.

How am I supposed to know?

So what's the deal with that, anyway?

I mean, obviously the guy's nuts about you...

and I love that, because it makes Ariel miserable.

And I love that, because it makes Ariel miserable.

I don't know. I really... have too much to deal with to worry about guys right now.

You know why you're the only one in class I can trust? Why?

Because you're even more fucked up than I am.

Thanks.

We've both been members of the self-slicers of America.

I never noticed. I wear long pants.

I never noticed. I wear long pants.

Hey, have you ever tried Welbutrin? I highly recommend it.

I've tried Paxil, but you just absolutely cannot come with that stuff in you,

and then you just get depressed all over again.

I'll try and remember that. All right.

Well, I'm gonna go to the bathroom,

because I need a mirror to put this together.

I-- I tripped.

People ask me... "Why fear?"

But to me, that's like asking, "Why food and water?

The stimulation of terror,

the quickening of the blood,

the rapid breath of anticipation,

the activation of the fight-or-flight response...

are all part of our sustenance.

Human beings seek danger and the resulting fear because...

it's what makes us truly alive.

It's what makes us truly alive.

Oh, God! Preach it, Walston! Oh!

Feel the fear.

So often, the glorious rush of fear...

can only be obtained by risking life and limb.

But throughout human history,

we few-- we happy few, we entertainers--

We have been charged with providing the release of that fear...

in a safe and harmless way.

We are the merchants of adrenaline in a civilized world.

We are the merchants of adrenaline in a civilized world.

Through us, people can face their worst fears...

and live to tell the tale.

Through us, they can die a thousand deaths...

and... truly live.

This guy loves his work.

Impress those reporters tonight.

Be proud you're in a horror show.

Know your lines well. Perform them with passion.

Know your lines well. Perform them with passion.

And above all, always-- Always-- leave them screaming!

What the hell?

What the--

Who the hell put you in my system?

I'm gonna have to reboot the whole damn system.

Damn it!

Harris.

Harris. The hell?

What's that?

Harris.

I've reviewed over 200 Halloween haunts for Fright Night magazine, Walston.

You used to have the top five attractions in the country,

but people think you're falling off now.

The effects over at Graveside in Seattle absolutely rule.

So? Is this the place that's gonna put you back on top?

I have never left the top.

I have never left the top.

But once you've experienced Dark House,

your readers will know that I have raised the bar to the stratosphere.

Well, we'll see about that.

My readers at U.S.A. News will be more concerned about your exploitation of a tragedy.

I'm not sure that the use of the word "exploitation" is quite fair.

And when you say "my readers" are concerned, Paula, don't you mean you?

Seven children were brutally killed in this house.

That's common knowledge. Well, it is,

now that you've plastered the details of the massacre all over the Internet.

I haven't used the names of the victims.

I haven't used the names of the victims.

But you're taking advantage of the murder of children to sell tickets to a horror attraction.

You don't see anything wrong with that?

Not any more than you writing about it in order to sell magazines.

It's merely background.

The tragic events that occurred in this house...

are not mentioned, they're not referred to,

they're not depicted in any way in my show.

I don't know why not. Ghostly kids are pretty freaky.

Paula, all I ask is that you keep an open mind,

and whatever moral judgments you may have,

just report accurately whether my show is scary or not.

Just report accurately whether my show is scary or not.

That's fair, isn't it?

- Okay. Let's see what you've got here. - Splendid.

Here we go.

Dark House is under way. Mmm-hmm.

And now, let the frightmare begin.

And now, let the frightmare begin.

Allow me to introduce your host this evening:

The Shroud!

Welcome to Dark House,

the most evil house on the East Coast.

In just a moment, you'll witness horrors so freakish,

terrors so mind-bending...

that I can't promise you'll leave with your sanity...

or your life.

Welcome to Dark House.

It's time to face your fears.

It's time to face your fears.

Yes! Now that is bad-ass!

Have these bats been checked for rabies?

Ascend. Come on. Let's go.

Hey. I like to improvise a lot, so just roll with the punches. Thanks.

What in the hell?

Down the Corridor of Blood lurk the Six Rooms of Doom.

But to get there, you must first get past the beings that guard the hallways.

Oh.

Oh.

Yeah. Wow. Stand back. We must repel this underworld spawn.

Begone, foul wraith! Back to hell!

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Fuck!

Wow! Nailed him!

It's so real. Yeah.

All right. Let's get going before the wraith comes back for us.

Yeah. I'm with that. Please lead the-- Go. Uh, yeah.

- Way to bleed out, dude. - You're disgusting.

- Way to bleed out, dude. - You're disgusting.

Moreton, you asshole.

My name... is Thaddeus Payne,

and I'm a mortician...

and I'm a mortician...

who specializes in the internment of the damned.

Please step forward and see the body of a sadistic killer of 93 innocent women.

What's different about preparing the damned for burial?

The body must be sealed,

with every orifice tightly sewn shut.

And if the body's not sealed?

The damned soul will escape.

Wanna see?

Uh, yeah. Yeah. Totally.

Be released.

God! Get away from me!

It's like they can see us!

Let's get out of here while we still can.

What in the hell is going on up there?

Do you realize how much money I have sunk into this place?

Well, why don't you just relax?

I mean, it's out of our control right now. What?

Asking me to relax is like asking you to sleep with a man!

It's against my nature.

It's against my nature.

Please. Please help me.

Help me! Dad's gonna kill me! Help!

Be afraid. Run for your lives.

Be very afraid. Get out.

Help me. Please help me. Help me.

Please help me.

He's gonna cut me up next. Please help.

Please help!

- Daddy, I love you. - There's no escape.

- Daddy, I love you. - There's no escape.

Get out. Get out while you can.

Run!

Please help me! He's gonna cut me up next! Please!

The prisoners who are kept here are of a very dangerous type-- vampires.

Heed the warning.

You know, when a sign says "Do not cross," we got to cross it.

Come on. No. No!

Come on. No. No!

Do not do that again!

Would you relax?

That was-- You almost got me that time. That was awesome. Wow.

Okay. Let's move on. Yeah.

No!

No!

No! No! Ohh!

Leave me alone! Leave me alone!

Oh, now we're talking. Some mark of the devil action. Yeah!

- This is terrible. - These criminals don't deserve your sympathy.

- I'm innocent! - The choice is yours, sir.

Thumbs up or thumbs down? Please. Don't do it.

Thumbs up or thumbs down? Please. Don't do it.

I'm innocent. Innocent.

Yeah. No!

- A wise decision. - No, don't do it.

Don't!

I've brought two more sacrifices for you, Zimba.

Come, my children, to the center of the star. The Sabbath is at hand.

Come, come.

Come, come.

You.

Your fate is clear to me, my dear.

I see you married to a corpse...

and living in a grave.

But wait. Do you hear that?

The coven arrives.

You're doomed.

Sometimes to find a cure, sacrifices must be made.

In this room, a dedicated scientist searches...

for new ways to end human suffering.

A quest--

Which, at times, requires human suffering.

I've invented a new fluid that will make scalpels unnecessary during surgery.

Allow me to demonstrate.

Observe the results.

Oh, wow.

I know this is a hologram, but this looks so real.

- Oh, cut the shit, Reed. - This isn't a trick!

Go get help! Go! Go get help! Hurry! Hurry! Go! Go!

Oh, God!

Oh, my God!

Miss Cummings.

Help! Somebody, help!

Help! Claire?

Help! Somebody!

- Fuck! - That's just makeup, isn't it? Tell me that's just makeup.

- Fuck! - That's just makeup, isn't it? Tell me that's just makeup.

- Oh, my God. - Oh, Jesus. What happened?

The mad scientist threw acid in his face! He threw acid!

That's impossible. The mad scientist is-- It's a hologram.

Yeah. So is the acid. They're just illusions.

You look at his face and you tell me that is an illusion! He is dead!

Please! Please!

Shit! Help me!

You got to help me! Please!

Okay, she's dead.

Okay, she's dead.

- A reporter for a national magazine is dead. - This is terrible.

Yeah, no kidding. Publicity is going to be disastrous.

What-- Not to mention that she's a human being, Walston.

- Aah! Shit! Shit! - Thumbs up! Thumbs up!

Thumbs up! Thumbs up! Thumbs up! Thumbs up! No! No! No!

Thumbs up! Thumbs up! Thumbs up! Thumbs up!

No! Thumbs up! I'm gonna go find out what's going on up there.

- What? - Okay, okay, okay. Get over there,

and you're gonna help me put her on the couch.

And you're gonna help me put her on the couch.

Yeah, we wouldn't want the press to find her lying on the ground.

Oh, shut up.

Come on. Ready?

Thumbs up! Thumbs up! Stop!

What are you guys doing? Who's the idiot in the kilt?

- That idiot can really hurt Bruce. - Please.

Stop! Thumbs up! Thumbs up!

- Don't let him close it! - All right, all right! Enough!

Bruce, you're scaring everybody.

You got to help me! Please!

Please!

Please!

- No! - Stop!

Go get him out.

Fuck. He's dead. How could this happen?

- I can't believe it. - Oh, fuck.

It's her! It's Miss Darrode!

Oh, man. That was--

Damn.

Damn.

There might be a way for us to spin this to our benefit. Listen to this.

"Famous reporter scared to death in haunted attraction."

That could work. That could pack 'em in. What do you think?

Wow.

Claire! Claire!

She's having a panic attack. Shh, shh, shh.

Claire. Claire. Claire. Shh. Breathe, okay? Breathe.

Breathe. We need you to be here with us, okay? Breathe.

Breathe. We need you to be here with us, okay? Breathe.

Listen, I don't know what the hell is going on, but we got to get off of this floor!

Look, he's right. We got to go. Come on. Come on!

Whoa!

What is this?

What the hell are you people doing?

What the hell are you doing? One of your holograms has killed two people!

Hey! Are you insane? No, seriously, dude. We just all saw it happen.

That fucking thing just closed on Bruce! It didn't even give him a goddamn chance!

That fucking thing just closed on Bruce! It didn't even give him a goddamn chance!

A chance to get ventilated is all!

What the hell happened to her?

- She fell down the stairs, broke her neck. - It was an accident.

No, it wasn't. One of your holograms must have pushed her.

What? Okay, look. Listen. Okay?

Holograms are illusions created by laser light. Okay, that's all they are.

Okay, a bad accident has happened here,

which has made everyone naturally a little upset and a little confused.

- I'm not getting a signal. - I'm off-network. - Me too.

- Shit! - Walston, call the police on the landline.

I already tried that. The lines are down. We have some sort of strange interference going--

I already tried that. The lines are down. We have some sort of strange interference going--

Fucking interference! We're staying alive, is that clear?

- Let's all discuss this calmly. - I'm getting the fuck out of here, man.

- Wait, wait, wait. - You are a psycho!

Walston, unlock this fucking door before I break it down!

Well, it shouldn't be locked. It opens from the inside. - Fuck!

- Oh, fuck! - Eldon, watch out! Turn around!

Turn it off!

- Eldon! - Move!

- Eldon! - Move!

- I got to get you out of here. - Turn it off!

Stop! Wait! Rudy.

God, why won't it open?

Fuck! Shit! Come on!

Something's wrong. Oh, my God! Don't!

Rudy, listen to me. It's not the holographs.

Rudy, listen to me. It's not the holographs.

It's the woman who killed all those kids-- the spirit of Miss Darrode.

What is going on? I have no idea.

Can't somebody turn this fucking thing off!

Make it stop!

- Hah! - Get him, Eldon!

All right, ugly. I'm done fuckin' running!

I saw her. Right before Bruce and Reed were killed, I saw her.

- Claire, no! - Come on, fucker!

Eldon! Shit! Come on!

- Let's do this! - Eldon!

That's impossible. We got to get out of this fucking crazy place.

How the fuck do we get out of here, Walston?

The doors are locked! The windows are bricked up!

Everybody, shut up! There's nothing we can do about it now.

Come with me if you want to live. Come on.

Come with me if you want to live. Come on.

- Samantha, now where the hell are you going? - Fuck you, Walston!

What the fuck are we gonna do now? Let's get the fuck out of here.

Come, come, come. Where are we going?

Come, come, come. Where are we going?

There's an unlocked window in this bathroom. I think we can get out this way.

Well, what about the others?

One of the others is some kind of maniac. I don't know what happened back there,

but holograms do not kill.

What is fucking happening? I don't know. Just help me with this window.

How do you know I'm not the maniac?

Because you're too cute.

So if you get me out of here alive, does that mean I have to do you?

Yes. Okay.

Okay.

It's not gonna open!

Yeah, no kidding. I told you. It's a security door!

You're gonna need a battering ram to take it down.

It's her. She won't let us out.

Who? Miss Darrode.

She's haunting this house.

No. No. That is such superstitious drivel!

No. No. That is such superstitious drivel!

There's someone responsible for this, and I know who it is-- Harris.

Why Harris?

Because that bastard has somehow figured out...

how to make his holographs solid-- I know it!

And he's always hated me, so he's trying to kill me...

so that he can steal our research!

How is that even possible? I mean, aren't holographs made of nothing?

Huh? Dense photons. Coherent light waves. How the hell do I know?

Huh? Dense photons. Coherent light waves. How the hell do I know?

He's the genius. Take that.

Harris, you open this door!

I know what you're trying to do, you miscreant, maladjusted, misfit motherfucker!

Why won't anyone listen to me? It is the spirit of Miss Darrode.

I-I don't know who sounds crazier, Walston or you.

Okay, who goes first? Okay. Be my guest, baby.

Oh, my God! Are you okay? You okay?

Oh, you poor baby. What?

Oh, you poor baby. What?

Oh, my God.

Open up! Please!

It's a security door.

Walston, you need a battering ram to open it. Oh, shut up.

Walston, you need a battering ram to open it. Oh, shut up.

Look, isn't there a way to shut down the holograph system? Yes.

The fuse box, which is in the basement!

Wa-Wa-Wa-Wait a minute.

We installed a backup fuse box to handle power overloads.

Where is it? Second floor.

- Let's go. - How did I know you were gonna say that?

Did you really think we're being attacked by a woman's spirit?

Yes! And I think it's because of me. I'm sorry.

Why? What would the ghost of some murderer have against you?

I lied when I said I hadn't heard of this place before.

I lied when I said I hadn't heard of this place before.

I was here 14 years ago, the day of the massacre.

What?

I was here. I was seven years old.

But I can't remember anything. Just images and flashes.

I can't remember what happened to me!

And my psychiatrist said that if I came back here, my memories would return.

So that's why you talked us all into taking this job?

I was scared. I was scared.

I was scared. I was scared.

And I thought that with everybody working here, I'd be able to handle it.

You fucking bitch.

I trusted you.

You-- You fucking got people killed...

being pawns in your fucking therapy?

You fucking bitch!

Calm down, Lily!

Look, how could Claire know this was gonna happen? How could anyone know?

Look, this is all so ridiculous!

Harris is behind this, all right?

Harris is behind this, all right?

Now, if you're done with the soap opera interlude, get on with this! Come on!

He's right. All right, we don't have time to fight, you know,

whether it's with Harris or some spirit.

They're using the system to kill us. We gotta shut it down.

Okay, so there's a gray metal panel behind that painting on the far wall.

Past all the rooms-- Awesome.

So one of us has to got to go down there and unscrew the panel with this...

and disconnect the red wires.

- So, volunteers? - I'll do it.

No. Excellent idea.

This is up to me. All right, look.

Red wires, you got that? All right.

Red wires, you got that? All right.

Whatever you do, remain calm.

Holographs are triggered by fear. Calm. Red wires. Good man.

Be careful, Rudy.

Ohh. No, no, no, no. Remain calm.

All right, all right. Good, good, good.

You can do it.

Hurry! Good man.

- Shit. - Come on! - You're almost there.

- Shit. - Come on! - You're almost there.

- Oh, my God! - Oh, fuck! He's coming after you! Rudy, look--

- Hurry! - No! Don't turn around! Just keep doing it!

- Oh, my God! Hurry! Hurry, Rudy! - Rudy!

- Rudy! - Hurry! - Rudy, look out!

Rudy! Oh, my God!

The last one! Rudy!

- Hurry, Rudy! - Oh, God! Rudy! Hurry!

He's coming! Don't look!

Hurry! Hurry! Go! Go! Look out!

Hurry! Hurry! Go! Go! Look out!

I got it!

Hurry! Oh, my God!

Go!

Oh, my God! Rudy! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

Go and help Rudy.

He's dead, Claire. All right, he's dead.

He's dead, Claire. All right, he's dead.

It's a good thing we're all smokers.

Hey, wait a minute. What is this?

Oh, I don't believe it.

These are the basement door keys in my pocket.

What now, Walston? What do you mean, "what now?"

I'm going back to the basement to get Harris.

And we can probably unlock the doors from there.

- Come on. - Wait a minute.

Didn't you say there was an open window in the attic?

- Yes. - Well, how do you get there?

There's an access door inside that storage closet right there. Why?

There's an access door inside that storage closet right there. Why?

That's where I'm going. You can do what you want.

You go ahead. I don't care. I know where I'm going.

Claire, are you with me or with her?

I'd go with him, Claire.

You're not safe alone with me.

- Let's go. - Fine.

Hey, Claire? Yeah?

You got your closure now?

Fuck.

Okay.

Oh, shit! Shit!

You know, there's an emergency generator in the garage. That fucker, Harris.

It's not Harris! Let's go.

War is hell.

Jesus! Ah, here we go.

Jesus! Ah, here we go.

Oh, damn it! Damn it!

No!

No! Claire!

Claire!

No! No!

No! No! Aah!

No!

Walston.

Oh, my God.

Don't let him close it! Please!

Don't let him close it! Please!

Stop it! Somebody's coming!

Let me out of here!

"And some trumpet players." Ow.

"And I saw an angel come down from heaven,

"And I saw an angel come down from heaven,

"holding the key to the bottomless pit...

and a great chain in his hands." Ow!

Ow! Ohh! Hear the words of God...

and leave this child, foul demon Azazel.

"...the dragon, that old s-serpent,

"which is the devil and Satan,

and bound him a thousand years."

And I do unbind you from this child, demon Lamia.

And I do unbind you from this child, demon Lamia.

"He cast him into this bottomless pit.

He shut him up and set a seal upon him, as to deceive nations no more."

I exorcise you into the bottomless pit, demon Mammon,

subverter of the pure and innocent.

Be gone, hellions!

Now it's just the two of us,

you most evil of all demons.

I've come for you, cursed Juvaar.

If you came for me, why did you kill all the others?

If you came for me, why did you kill all the others?

The deaths of those sinners--

Brought me back to the flesh.

Why are you still here?

I was damned...

because I let you get away.

But I'll soon be free!

Because now I'm sending you back where you belong,

Because now I'm sending you back where you belong,

demon!

Why do you think I'm a demon? What did I do?

Oh.

You'll have plenty of time to remember it all...

while you rot in hell!

No!

No more!

What's wrong? What are you doing?

No more.

No!

You fucking demons!

You stay right where you are!

Help! Help!

Die! Die!

The house of the-- No!

No!

No!

Die, you demons!

You filthy demons, may you rot in hell!

No! No! Please!

Die!

- No! No! - Die! Die!

Claire?

I know you're here somewhere.

Claire?

You're possessed by the demon named Juvaar.

I need to save your soul.

Claire, do you hear me? Claire?

Claire?

It's all your fault!

It's all your fault!

Claire!

Why did you make this happen?

Oh, God!

I--

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Oh, God, forgive me, please. Oh, God, please.

Oh, God, forgive me, please. Oh, God, please.

Oh, God!

What did I do?

What have I done?

It wasn't my fault.

I was a child.

We were all children who didn't know any better.

We were never the sinners! You were.

You took a religion that was about love and you made us hate it!

I have been running from you my whole life!

I am through running!

Miss Darrode, you go to hell, bitch!

Go to hell, bitch.

Miss Darrode, go to hell!

Go to hell, bitch.

Go to hell, bitch.

Go! Go!

Go to hell, bitch.

Bitch, go to hell.

Go to hell.

Go to hell.

Go to hell. Hey, Detective, in here! We found one alive!

Go to hell, bitch.

Go to hell, bitch.

Go to hell.

Kill. Kill.

Kill.

Kill.

Kill. Kill.

Hey. Hey.

Need some help analyzing all this evidence?

No. I got it all figured out.

I'll write up my report and we can close the case.

All right, Sherlock,

dazzle me, won't you?

Janet Darrode inherited this old house 17 years ago.

Janet Darrode inherited this old house 17 years ago.

She started bringing in income by taking in foster children.

She goes cuckoo one day and kills seven of 'em.

Darrode House massacre.

So here's where it gets real interesting.

Only one kid lives--

A little girl by the name of Claire.

Bingo. Claire's identity is kept secret.

She's adopted by a local couple.

But the girl's traumatized.

She develops more bugs than Windows Vista.

I mean, a cutter, suicide tries, psych meds up the wazoo.

I mean, a cutter, suicide tries, psych meds up the wazoo.

Her idiot shrink tells her to go back to recover her memories.

Claire takes this haunted house gig, but it's way too much for her mind to handle.

Plus, she's off her meds. A lethal combination.

Claire goes psycho.

She takes out the guy controlling the holographs...

and sets the computer on overdrive.

She puts glue into the door locks.

Now these holographs start to run crazy. Confusion erupts all over.

Now these holographs start to run crazy. Confusion erupts all over.

And in the midst of all this chaos,

our little Claire takes everybody out one by two by three.

We found her fingerprints on all of the murder weapons.

And Claire keeps mumbling that Miss Darrode killed everyone.

That's how it happened-- In her head.

Still hard to believe that...

one little girl took out all these people all by herself.

The facts don't lie, buddy.

They never lie.

We'll see.

Babe, it's either now or never.

You ready?

Okay, I'm ready.

So... this is it.

Does it look the same as you remember it?

Pretty much.

I found the first body there.

Then another one on the stairs.

You said there were more of them in here, right?

You said there were more of them in here, right?

Yeah. Four more.

It's so weird.

After the police found me on the floor,

my family moved out of town so fast that I never saw this house again,

but I remember everything like it was yesterday.

Not everybody discovers a massacre.

So, was the therapist right?

So, was the therapist right?

Do you feel better now that you've seen it?

Yeah, I do.

Thanks for driving me up here, babe.

That's what us boyfriends are for.

Oh, I've had nightmares about this place my whole life.

But now that I'm here, I can see it's just a house.

That's all it is.

What's happening?

I didn't--

I-I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

She's still out there!

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