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[mystical music]

-[explosion booms] -[glass shattering]

[explosion booms]

[thoughtful music]

[Reporter] The 31st of October

is normally the time for a safe scare.

But last night Dunwich residents faced a real life horror

as a Halloween party descended into a nightmare.

The Town Hall was engulfed in flames

and at least a dozen people are all feared dead.

The Dunwich Fire Department have yet to confirm

the cause of the blaze, but several witnesses claim

that prior to the explosion

an unidentified masked man ran amuck in the hall,

wounding and killing several party goers.

[suspenseful music]

Sadie Moorhouse.

Otherwise known as Sister Sadie.

A heavy handed animal rights activist.

She has sent several threatening letters

to local businesses who rely on the meat industry.

She has a history of staging public protests,

causing public disorder and vandalizing public property.

She joined The Lords of Samhain five years ago.

Gideon Watson.

A.K.A. Brother Gideon.

Spent two years in prison for attempting to blow up

a government research lab.

He claimed they were conducting weather experiments

that were harmful to the environment.

While in prison he found a new spiritual direction

and joined The Lords of Samhain on his release.

Sister Lillith.

A Dunwich native.

Brought up by loving parents but fell into a bad crowd

in her teenage years.

Subsequently moved to Antonio Bay.

There she joined an anti-Christian group

and lobbied several politicians

to reinstate pagan traditions in the area.

She's been arrested several times for trespassing

on government property.

After her parents died she moved back to Dunwich.

It's there that she joined The Lords of Samhain a year ago.

Now,

the rockstar.

Wesley Thorn.

Brother Wesley, born in Hatfield,

but primarily a drifter from his late teens.

A highly vocal environmental activist.

His laundry list of arrests include threatening politicians,

assaulting police officers, vandalism

and the destruction of public and government property.

He describes himself as a revolutionary.

Thorn founded The Lords of Samhain.

Jim Jones style cult.

Their beliefs are akin to Celtic, monotheistic druids.

They believe there is one deity, a satanic being

called the great spirit.

But the key belief of the ministry

is the soul lives on beyond death.

The Lords of Samhain believe that on the 31st of October,

during the Festival of Samhain,

the veil is at its thinnest.

And our world and the world of the dead, blend as one.

The Lords of Samhain believe

that as the clock strikes midnight,

leading into the 31st of October,

they must make a human sacrifice

in order to appease the deity.

And they will be rewarded with eternal life

and former members of the cult

will be allowed to rise from the dead.

Are these guys on fucking acid trips or something?

Yeah come on.

Are we really wasting time with these tree-hugging looney tunes?

Sources told us that these looney tunes

plan to make a human sacrifice tonight.

[ominous music]

Lives of innocent citizens could be in danger.

Now you've been fully briefed on the plan of action.

These suspects are potentially dangerous.

So we will be armed.

I want you all to proceed with caution.

[fire crackling]

We stand armed and dangerous

before the bloody fields of history.

Devoid of dogma

but ready to carve to defy the transient,

ready to stab forth with our penetrative will,

strain every leash,

run yelling down the mountainside of man

ready and willing

to emulate world upon world

with our stunning blaze and let them all sing

that we were here as masters

among the failing species called man.

Our being took form and defiance

to stand before your killing gaze.

And now we travel from flame to flame

and tower from the will to the glory.

[chanting in foreign language]

We ask thee,

[All] Oh great spirit,

to accept our humble offering.

With this gift we ask that you bestow on us

oh great one, eternal life and raise those

who have fallen from their slumber.

It's time.

Fetch the guns.

Good evening, detective.

Put your weapons down

and step forward with your hands up.

We've been waiting for you, detective.

Put your weapons down and surrender, Thorn.

Or you're going down for the dark nap.

[chanting in foreign language]

[gunfire]

[tense music]

Put the fucking gun down.

[gunfire]

[gunfire continues]

Put your weapon down, Thorn!

It's over you piece of shit.

Actually detective, it's just beginning.

-No! -[gunfire]

[tense music]

[gurgling]

[thunder crashing]

[heavy breathing]

People don't respect anything these days.

Oh it's just kids having some fun, Lou.

By vandalizing our property?

Well that's what happens when you ban Halloween.

Whatever you resist will persist.

Where did you get that line?

Out of some fortune cookie?

You don't think I have wisdom of my own.

Yeah yeah, you're a modern day Nietzsche.

Hmm, don't you take this out on me.

You made the decision,

you have to live with the consequences.

Very supportive, as usual.

I told you it was more trouble than it was worth.

But you didn't listen.

-Morning. -Morning.

Some toast?

Oh yes please.

Hey Dad, can I please borrow some money?

Just until payday.

How come you don't have any?

You live here rent free.

I wait tables Dad.

The pay's crap.

What do you need the money for?

I'm going over Nancy's tonight.

I'll look pretty awkward if I can't chip in for a pizza.

You're not having a party over there are you?

'Course not.

I hope you and your friends

understand why the town doesn't celebrate Halloween.

I don't care about all that Dad.

I'm just going to Nancy's to hang out.

[sighs]

Thanks, Dad.

[Lou] I feel like an ATM machine sometimes.

Except ATM machines don't complain

when you make a withdrawal.

[Lou scoffs]

I'm going out for a few hours.

I'll see you guys later.

-'Kay, have fun. -Bye.

[woman sighs]

[sighs] We're very lucky you know.

[Lou] With Danielle?

Yeah.

My bank balance doesn't feel so lucky.

Oh you'd soon miss her if she moved out.

I suppose so.

Do you think we've made a mistake, not telling her?

[sighs]

Sometimes.

She never asked any questions.

What she doesn't know can't hurt her.

[quiet rock music]

Jesus, Glen, you're attacking that sandwich

just like you've been bitten

and the fucking antidote's in there.

I'm hungry.

You're always hungry.

Surprised you're not the size of a house.

Good metabolism I guess.

I also burn up a lot of energy

listening to your bullshit every day.

[women chuckling]

Carry on eating like that and you won't have to

for much longer.

You'll have a fucking heart attack.

[scoffs] Oh and that cancer stick is gonna ensure you

a long and happy life?

You'll end up with a hole in your throat

if you keep puffing on those.

You sound like my mother.

So Nan, what time's the party tonight?

Told everyone seven, but come 'bout half five

and we'll get ready.

Great.

Hey Dan, your old man got any clue about tonight or?

Not a clue.

Bet he'd freak if he found out.

Yeah, no shit.

Mayor bans Halloween, his own daughter flaunts it.

The Dunwich curtain twitchers'll talk about this

'til the end of time.

It wasn't just my dad, you know.

There were 10 other people on the town committee

who voted for the ban.

Just because a guy run amuck in a mask

a couple years back, such a stupid reason

to ban Halloween.

13 people died.

Yeah, that's pretty bad in fairness.

Still pointless though.

Most of the town's just heading to Hatenfield.

Well why aren't we gonna then?

Why bother when we've got Nancy's place

right on our doorstep?

My parents are away all week

and it's out in the woods.

No disturbances guaranteed.

No comment.

What's this?

Someone stuck this in the ground outside my house.

I seen other signs in town on my way over here.

Well do you wanna get those and throw them on my desk too?

It's your job to be out there

clamping down on this sort of thing.

The committee voted to ban Halloween,

it should be considered law in this town.

Some people are trying to challenge our ruling

and it needs to be stamped out.

Well I'm sorry Mayor,

but we're a bit short in manpower right now.

We lost three officers last night.

We served a warrant on that cult, Lords of Samhain,

confronted them near the woodland in Oakridge.

They were armed.

Coscarelli, Dennison and Dawkins they were

shot and killed.

Jesus.

I'm sorry to hear that, Earl.

They were good men.

Did you capture the cult members?

They died at the scene.

Good!

I'da preferred them to have their day in court, Mayor.

You know how damaging a public trial could have been.

A lot of past issues could've been dragged up.

Neither us wants that, do we?

No.

But for the record, I always set out with the intention

to arrest a suspect.

I'm sure you do.

But it's a job well done in my view.

This town has a strong Christian tradition.

Paganism is a threat to our way of life.

Well I'll be organizing services for the men.

I presume you will grace us with your presence, Mayor.

[suspenseful music]

[cb radio chirps]

[radio transmission garbles]

[Woman on radio] Go ahead 21.

[Man on radio] Stopping a car for a parking problem.

[Woman] 10-4 near 23rd.

[Man] Yes, we're walking upon a white truck.

[Woman] Go ahead.

[Man] It's a white truck, Whale, Lincoln, X-ray, 985.

Should come back false tag.

[gunfire]

I'll see you later.

I'm going over Nancy's.

I should be home around midnight.

I wasn't born yesterday, you know.

[Danielle] What do you mean?

You and your friends,

you're having a Halloween party, aren't you?

Does Dad know?

No.

Are you gonna tell him?

Your secret's safe with me.

[Danielle] Thanks.

Just be careful.

I always am.

Okay.

[Danielle] I'll see you later.

Are you going to Nancy's?

Yeah.

How are you getting home?

Tommy said he'd give me a lift.

Make sure that's all he gives you.

Dad, please.

I know what these young boys are like.

Only takes a gust of wind and they're stiff as a board.

Dad, stop!

Just be careful, all right?

Any chance I can get in there for a bath?

Yeah, just a sec.

Danielle said some kid

named Tommy's bringing her home tonight.

She's 19, Lou.

She's not your little girl anymore.

I know, I just worry about her.

You know, this oh the protective father role,

actually quite cute.

Maybe later you might get lucky.

If, if you don't say anything too stupid in the meantime.

[chuckling]

[door clicks closed]

[ominous tones]

Yeah, we went out to the crime scene earlier.

[Earl] Yeah?

[Man Standing] Terry took a few pictures.

What's this?

I was hoping you could tell me.

That hole, that was in the woods

where Thorn committed suicide.

Was that there last night?

Definitely not.

Then someone's tampered with the scene.

Odd thing though,

here, take a look at that.

The hand marks in the dirt make it look

as though someone was in the hole

and then hoisted themselves out.

[scoffs] Coulda been kids.

Boyle was in here earlier

complaining they're putting up Halloween signs

around the town.

We all know the ban's bullshit.

Everyone's just going to the next town over.

No, all Boyle's done

is turn Dunwich into a ghost town tonight.

Yeah.

[ominous tones]

[church bell chiming]

[wind howling]

[eerie music]

[soft rock music]

-Hey. -Hey.

Hey, how's it going?

You look amazing.

Oh thank you.

This is so cool.

Who are you supposed to be?

Well isn't it obvious?

Wait, wait, what about now?

[girls chuckling]

You wanna go up and change?

[Danielle] Yeah.

-See you in a bit. -Yeah.

Hey!

Leave some for the rest of us.

I'm only trying one.

Huh, has that got my name on it?

Yeah, yeah it does.

Oh mate, this place is gonna be crawling with poonani later,

I'm telling you.

Hey, by the way, smell this, smell this.

Yeah, do you know what it was?

Click cologne.

Yeah, drives the girls crazy.

Talking about girls, I'm gonna get you

some seriously, seriously hot

Halloween pussy tonight my mate.

What the fuck are you talking about?

I'm gay.

Yeah, I know, but.

What?

Tom, we worked together at the burger place

for over a year now.

Haven't you notice I've never had a girlfriend?

Yeah but, well I've never had a girlfriend

in that time either.

[laughs] Perhaps for different reasons.

But hang about, because you're always banging on

about how good Marie looks and work.

Yeah, because she accessorizes so well.

Not because I want her to blow my meaty trombone.

Ah.

I'm not gonna proposition you

if that's what you're thinking.

Just because I'm gay

doesn't mean I wanna jump every guy I meet.

[babbles] You don't think I'm attractive?

Yeah, I guess you're all right.

Huh, well why wouldn't you wanna give me a go then?

You're just not my type.

Well what is your type?

How do I put this?

I take my men like I take my coffee.

Oh!

You mean I'm a bit too pale for your taste.

Just a bit.

Well I know what they say.

Once you go black you never go back and all that,

but don't put me out the race just yet

because well, [whistles] I'm just sayin'.

Not that I want you to, of course,

but I'm just saying if it, you know, yeah.

Ta da!

You look great!

So do you.

Let's have a selfie.

[scoffs] You and your selfies.

[chuckles]

-Aw. -Cute.

Do me a favor though, please don't put it on social media.

Why not?

Because the comments creep me out.

Loads of weird guys writing stuff about me

being the Mayor's daughter.

What's wrong with that?

You can just tell.

They save the pics to their desktop

to use them for whacking material.

Ew, are you serious?

Is that surprising to you?

Well maybe not.

Loads of guys do PM me dick pics.

Why do guys do that?

Do you think any woman has ever said,

"Oo, now that I've seen that I must have you"?

Do you think they realize that most women

actually think dicks are ugly?

I doubt it.

They are though, aren't they?

Balls are the worst.

Most guys' sacs look like an old lady's chin.

Ugh, gross.

[laughs]

Do you think if we tell guys that junk looks like shit

they'll stop sending the pictures?

Probably not.

Most guys think their dick is Excalibur.

Hmm. [laughing]

[Lou sighs]

[ominous tones]

[labored breathing]

[eerie music]

Annie?

You wanna join me in here?

[electricity crackling]

Oh shit.

Lou, the light's not working.

Lou!

We've got no light down here.

Lou, are you okay up there?

Lou!

Lou?

Lou?

[screams]

[tense music]

Oh my god.

[gagging]

[neck cracks]

[soft rock music]

[CB radio transmission garbles]

[tense music]

[Man on radio] Earl, we got two dead bodies.

[Earl on radio] Where?

[Man] 5 SMU.

[Earl] Jesus, that's the mayor's house.

[Man] Yeah, Lou and his wife.

It's bad, Earl, it's really, fucking bad.

[soft rock music]

Hey bro, come wing man me.

Fine.

Who's the victim?

I mean the lucky girl.

That dark haired sex on legs in the corner over there.

You know a thing or two about women, don't ya?

You know being [whistles] all that.

Any advice?

No, just be yourself.

Okay.

Here we go.

Maybe not too much.

Okay, play it cool.

-All right. -All right.

Let's do this. Hold that. Okay, cool.

Hey.

How's it going?

Great.

Good.

You know when I was born I had two choices.

One was the perfect memory

and the other was a 12 inch penis.

Trouble is I can't remember which one I chose.

Oh.

If you can't hack 12 inches then don't worry about it

because well, well I'm only actually packing five.

Okay.

And a half, five and a half, yeah.

I think the half counts.

Yeah, five and a half, yeah.

Are you still here?

[Glen laughs]

[sighs]

Have you ever talked to humans before?

I think we should try that again.

I think we went in too square and we just need--

If you wanna end up on a Me Toohashtag.

Ah shit.

Yeah, you're right.

You know you're lucky you bat for the other team.

How do you figure that?

Well you know.

Men are the gas and women are the brakes.

Take away the brakes and full fucking steam ahead.

Granted it's a complete sausage fest, but still, you know?

Your simplistic view of romantic interaction

is absolutely fucking terrifying.

Hmm, well, it is Halloween.

Everyone's entitled to one good scare.

Anyway, I'm going out for a smoke.

Try not to talk to anyone while you're out there.

It's for the best.

[laughs]

[ominous tones]

Oh, fucking hell.

I shit myself.

Sorry buddy.

Didn't see you there.

Nice costume.

Scarecrow thing is pretty creepy.

What are you a fucking method actor or what?

There's a party inside, mate, have the night off.

[scoffs]

Is that a real scythe?

Looks pretty real.

Look mate, this scarecrow thing

can fuck right off now, all right?

[scythe clicks]

[Tommy thuds to ground]

[suspenseful music]

So, what have we got?

Strangulation.

Here, take a look at this.

Got abrasions and finger marks to the throat.

It looks like a manual throatin' to be honest with you

rather than ligature.

Where's Boyle?

He's upstairs in the bath.

Died by electrocution.

Yeah, I know.

Hair dryer in the water.

So what do you think we're dealing with here, Briggs?

I don't know, possibly murder suicide.

Lou strangles his wife and goes upstairs and kills himself.

[tense music]

And if you believe that I'll tell you another.

This is a crime scene, Mr. Tanner.

You shouldn't be here.

Without me, you guys are just gonna be

stumbling around in the dark

pulling each other's puds.

Listen Tanner, you better get the hell outta here

or you'll spend the night in jail.

You know what my business is, Detective?

Creating more work for me with your bullshit.

I'm a hunter.

[Earl] Yeah and what are ya hunting?

Jack Caine.

[detectives laughing]

Jesus, Jack Caine is dead!

That's what Milton Boggs and his buddies thought

when they executed him two years back.

We all know what happened after that.

Still peddling that ghost story, huh Duke?

I told you before,

Boggs executing Caine is an unfounded rumor.

And the murders at the town hall?

Member of that cult, The Lords of Samhein rum amuck,

taking revenge for whatever he thought happened to Caine.

So how come only one body

was found after the explosion?

What happened to the body of the cult member?

Truth is Detective,

Jack Caine has powers beyond your understanding.

Yeah, the leaders of Dunwich,

they put an innocent man to death.

And now this town's cursed.

I know Jack is just gonna keep coming back from the dead

to seek his revenge until the curse is lifted.

And only I know how.

Yeah yeah,

every time ya suck on a bottle of scotch

ya get your calling.

So you know I like a drink.

Mighty fine fucking detective work there, Rockwell.

I know a lot more than you think, Duke.

A cop with a secret.

That's a mighty common theme around these parts.

All right, that's enough.

Briggs, escort Mr. Tanner outta here.

[Tanner] If you don't listen to me, you'll be the next one

fitted for the body bag.

All right, get the fuck out.

Get him the fuck outta here right now.

Earl, calm down.

All right you, come on.

Pipe down, junior.

I could snap your pencil neck in a heartbeat.

After you.

Shit lighting.

[ominous tones]

Hello?

[labored breathing]

[flesh squelches]

[phone ringing]

[Briggs] There you go, mate.

[Earl] Thanks.

[Briggs] What's that?

Jack Caine file.

What are you reading that for?

Duke said earlier that...

Jack Caine came back from the dead two years ago.

Fucking whacko.

Perhaps he's not as whacko as we thought.

What do you mean?

[sighs]

I don't know whether I should be telling you this,

but I think you should know.

Well after the town hall exploded two years ago,

we found a number of bodies.

Some of them were so charred it took us months

to identify them.

One of the bodies we found was Jack Caine's.

So what are you saying,

that Boggs and Hollister didn't kill Jack Caine?

That is the story, right?

That the mayor and detective went round

with some of the victim's families and executed him.

That's never been revealed to the public,

but the facts would point to that.

So what are you saying now,

that they executed him but he wasn't really dead?

I don't know.

All I know is that 13 people died that night

and Jack Caine's body was found after the massacre.

So it's possible Duke was right,

Jack Caine was responsible for those murders.

Still don't get it.

So Caine survived the execution by Boggs and Hollister?

Either that or he came back from the dead.

[Briggs laughs]

I never had you down as a superstitious type,

honestly mate.

In the normal run of things, I'm not.

Well, I always say that the simplest explanation

is usually the right one.

But some things are not so simple in this case.

Duke said that Jack killed the Boyles tonight, right?

Well how can that be the case if you found his body

at the town hall two years ago?

When we found Jack Caine's body after the massacre,

we hushed it up.

Lou Boyle, who worked with Boggs,

didn't want the town knowing the truth of what happened.

Well then let's face it,

this department would've come under severe scrutiny,

the mayor's office, all.

So Boyle asked me to hide the body.

He didn't wanna know where, just get rid of the body

and keep things quiet.

I buried Jack Caine's remains in the same place

where we had the shootout last night.

The hole in the ground,

which appeared after we left the scene,

that's the exact spot where I buried Jack Caine.

[ominous tones]

[unsettling music]

What the fuck?

[gasps]

[scythe rings]

[Glen exclaims]

[soft rock music]

[electricity whirring down]

[tense music]

[Jack] Trick or treat.

[party goers screaming and yelling]

[neck cracks]

[fist thuds]

[heart beating]

[Danielle] Help!

Get in!

Are you okay?

Just drive.

[thunder crashes]

They're really dead?

I'm afraid so.

We need to talk, Earl.

Outside.

Look, I'll be right back.

What is it?

Her story checks out.

It's a total blood bath over there.

They found five bodies so far.

And the switchboard's been jammed with calls

from kids and every single one of them says the same thing.

There's some guy in a scarecrow outfit

laid the place to waste.

Get on the horn now.

Get every available fucking unit

and find this mother fucker. -I will.

Listen mate, we're pretty thin on the ground.

I don't care if you're thin on the fucking ground.

We lost three blokes--

I know we lost three fucking men.

[Earl] Briggs, get on the fucking horn.

-There's literally a few of us left.

All right, all right I'll call Hatenfield PD,

see if they send some reinforcements.

All right?

What the hell are we dealing with Earl?

Well hopefully it's just a man.

Regular killer like any other.

And we can take him down.

What if we're dealing with something more?

[thunder crashes]

Let's just find this son of a bitch first.

And then we'll take it from there.

When I was on the Ruggsville force

I used to stop by this donut shop and do some paperwork.

And this one night there were two other customers

in the lobby with the waitress.

And I'd been there for about 30 minutes

when these two city cops pulled in the lot

from opposite ends.

I glanced up and they were making a tactical approach,

you know utilizing cover with weapons drawn.

I looked around, I didn't see anything out of place.

So I'm thinking what the fuck are they coming in here for?

The two customers took cover in a corner

and opened the door for the cops.

The sergeant says, "We've received word

"this place has been robbed."

He comes in starts questioning the waitress,

asking her if she's had any problems

with customers or anything.

And we found out the people out in back,

people making the donuts, they were selling drugs

off the loading dock.

One of their customers felt he was shorted on a buy

so he called in a fake robbery.

You know I've always thought donuts were addictive

and now I know why.

They pour crack in 'em.

[both laughing]

Speaking of food, I'ma head into the kitchen.

You want anything?

Bring me back a coffee, would you?

Yeah, no problem.

[thunder crashes]

[ominous tones]

[labored breathing]

[microwave beeps]

[powers clicks off]

Don't worry, it's just a power cut.

It's stormy out there.

Fuck.

What is it?

Nothing.

Hey Mitch.

Mitch are you okay over there?

Oh shit.

I'm gonna get you some help.

Here.

Keep your hand pressed down.

I'm gonna call someone.

-[slashing] -[grunts]

[tense music]

Jack!

[grunts]

[fist thuds]

[flesh squelching]

[flesh squelching]

[yelling]

[Danielle] What the hell is that?

All right, all right, stay calm, stay calm.

[yelling in the distance]

[gunfire]

Fuck.

Don't go near him.

It's all right, stay there.

Stay there.

He's not breathing.

-[flesh squelching] -[Earl exclaiming]

[flesh squelching]

Hit the floor, you god damn son of a bitch.

[gunfire]

Why won't he die?

You can't kill what's already dead.

Then how do we stop him?

There's only one way.

Do you know how?

Yeah.

But this is not the place.

13 Crescent Avenue.

You hear that?

You piece of shit.

I'm gonna roll out the welcome mat for you.

Come on.

Let's go send this fucker to hell.

[tense music]

He ain't a druid but he's structure.

A great emphasis is put on the blood line.

They would even perform rituals to honor their ancestors.

In the ancient Greco Roman accounts of the druids,

They said they believe in a form of reincarnation

made possible by the sacrifice

of one of their own blood line to the gods.

That is something The Lords of Samhain adhered to.

You see, Halloween Jack

may be able to return from the dead

but his body is deteriorating.

Through one of his own blood line

he can be reborn.

Why are you telling me this?

Because you are one of Jack Caine's blood line.

What?

You're his daughter.

What the hell are you talking about?

In that file is the proof.

Jack and your birth mother

split while she was pregnant with you.

She was just a teenager, couldn't bring up a child alone.

The Boyles adopted you a few weeks after you were born.

Where did you get this?

I've been monitoring the activities of the police

and Lou Boyle since Jack's rampage two years back.

Boyle was involved in a cover up

regarding Halloween Jack murders.

While I was looking for information about that

I came by this.

You stole this.

I only wanted to get to the truth.

And we both been lied to.

But we ain't got much time.

Jack will be here soon.

We need to get ready.

What's the plan?

While he can be reborn through one of his own blood line,

he can be banished to the afterlife by the same hand.

As his daughter, and the last of his blood line

you are the only one that can permanently put him to death.

How do you know it's permanent?

Well, truth is I don't.

But according to druid mythology,

we have ourselves a powerful weapon.

This is what's known as the dagger of the dark goddess.

According to Celtic mythology a resurrected man

can be banished to the after life

when one of his own blood line

deals him a blow to the heart with this dagger.

No pressure.

Well, we both know he's not gonna go quietly.

So we need to do this right.

First we need to weaken him physically.

Then we entrap him.

After that, while he's incapacitated,

you'll move in with the dagger.

I know this is tough on you.

Yeah, no shit.

But you know, dealing with this dark force

paves the way for the healing to begin.

[dramatic music]

Pick your poison.

Are you ready?

Let's do this.

Fucking A.

So how come you know so much about all this?

Two years ago Jack killed my daughter, Ellie.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry too.

This waiting is torturous.

I'm used to it.

How come?

Back in 2003,

I was stationed in Camp Buehring, in Kuwait.

You were a soldier.

I still am.

It never leaves you.

Worst thing about Iraq, wasn't the searing heat,

or the bitterly cold nights.

It was the waiting.

One of the longest wait I ever had

was when I was lying in the desert

with only the rotten flesh of my friends

to keep me company.

What happened?

We were at a checkpoint

when a suicide bomber

pulled up in a vehicle.

Before we could even move

that piece of shit detonated his vest.

And next thing I knew

I woke up stuck under a pile of corpses.

Just playing dead.

It was the only way I could stay alive.

Just biding my time.

And to this day...

I can still smell the rotten flesh in my nostrils.

[sighs]

[crashing]

[door rattles]

[labored breathing]

[gunfire]

Don't trust him.

He's just biding his time.

[tense music]

Go on Danielle, go!

Over here bag head.

Come on fuck face.

Just me and you.

[fist thuds]

-[fist thuds] -[grunting]

[panting]

[unsettling music]

[tense music]

[suspenseful music]

[door clicks closed]

Dad?

This has gotta be one of the most fucked up

family reunions ever, right?

You know when I was growing up

I was always surrounded by friends and family.

On the surface everything was great.

But deep down I always felt different in some way.

It's because I am different.

I'm your daughter.

I understand the rage that is burning deep inside you,

the pain you must feel

at this town dealing you such injustice.

But is this the answer?

If I die right now, and you're reborn

what's going to change?

You'll still be persecuted.

And you'll still be all alone.

It doesn't have to be that way.

All we have in this world is each other.

-[startling tone] -[flesh squelshing]

[tense music]

[alarm beeping]

[explosion booms]

[thoughtful music]

[Reporter VO] Terror has returned

to the town of Dunwich last night.

Eyewitness reports claim that a masked man

committed a series of brutal slayings throughout the town.

Law enforcement officials have confirmed the discovery

of up to a dozen dead bodies at various locations.

Initial reports claim the prime suspect in these murders

had died in a house fire in Dunwich,

however his body has yet to be discovered.

[labored breathing]

[labored breathing continues]

[labored breathing grows louder]

[rock music]