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(intense music)

(eerie music)

(breathing heavily)

(fast-paced intense music)

(car engine revving loudly)

(breathing heavily)

(eerie music)

(gunshot blasting)

(owl hooting)

(breathing heavily)

(groaning loudly)

(breathing heavily)

(car engine rumbling)

(tires squealing)

(intense music)

(door creaking)

(door slamming)

(car door slamming)

(terror-stricken music)

(phone buzzing)

- What?

- [Gabe] Jesse, I'm picking up the girls.

I'm gonna be on my way.

- Oh, yeah?

- [Gabe] You ready?

Better be.

- All right, yeah, I'll be ready.

(chuckling)

- [Gabe] 'Cause I'm ready to turn up!

(lighthearted music)

(dog barking)

- Girl, you are not wearing that.

That screams, I'm never getting laid.

Here, you can borrow one of mine.

Here.

And let your hair down.

- [Fernanda] What's wrong with my hair?

- Everything.

- Okay.

(giggling)

- Come on, shake it out.

Yup, see, now you look cute, just like your cousin.

- I can't believe you're making me go.

- Jesse's gonna be there.

Come here.

I thought you liked him.

- Yeah, in third grade.

- [Chelsea] Well, aren't you guys like friends or something?

- Online.

- Well, now you get to know each other in real life.

- Oh, my God.

(giggling)

Just don't leave me alone in the cabin, okay?

- [Chelsea] Okay, scaredy-cat, go like that.

(lips smacking)

(door creaking)

(door slamming)

- Hey, what up, shorty!

- You scared me!

- What?

Am I that ugly?

- No, stupid.

Wait, what is that?

- My bag.

For the trip.

- Oh, hell no, you're not coming with us.

- Wrong, Gabe invited me.

He knows what's up.

Plus, when you guys are gonna be alone up there

in the woods, you're gonna need a real man for protection.

- That's what Gabe's for.

- Wrong again.

- What, no.

- I don't drink.

- But you will this weekend.

Listen, don't worry though,

because what happens in the cabin stays in the cabin!

(laughing)

- But you're gonna be a third wheel.

- No, I ain't!

Because I invited me a girl.

- Who?

- Don't worry about it, none of your business, nosy-ass.

But, listen, yo, on the real, yo,

try not to get jealous because, you know,

there's enough of me to go around!

- Whatever.

(car horn honking)

Oh, shit.

He's here. - Woo!

Let's do this!

(upbeat music)

- You dirty boy.

- [Chelsea] Hey baby!

- Hey, how's my favorite birthday girl?

(laughing)

(cooler rattling loudly)

- All right, love birds, let's go get my girl

and let's get this party started!

- So she is a girl?

- Yup.

She just don't know it yet.

But tonight.

(sighing)

- What a loser.

- Here we go.

(car doors slamming)

* Take me here, take me now *

* Take me higher *

(car engine rumbling)

(church bells dinging)

(speaking in foreign language)

(sighing loudly)

- Nana?

Not again.

- It's for your protection, mi hijo.

- I don't need voodoo.

- It's not voodoo, ya sabes!

(door banging)

- Look, I don't want my friends thinking

that you're a witch.

- A witch?

I'll show you a witch.

(door banging)

- Hi, I'm Celeste.

(giggling)

From chemistry class.

(door clicking)

- What are you doing here, Celeste?

- Jule told me to meet him here.

- For what?

- The trip to the cabin.

Do I have to explain everything to you?

- All right, I didn't know you were coming.

- Neither did I, just got the invite.

- And where do you think you're going with that bag?

- I'm going camping with my friends.

- And since when do you have friends?

You shouldn't be going anywhere

on the anniversary of your parents--

- Yeah, look, I know.

That's why I think I need to go.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- Okay.

Be safe.

(chuckling)

- Oh, my bad, look, this is my grandma.

She's doing a Day of the Dead photo shoot,

that's why all this stuff is--

- Oh, my God!

You model too?

I like her.

(car horn honking loudly)

- All right, I'll be fine, grandma.

- Are you sure?

You shouldn't be going.

- Yeah, no, no, no, I'll be fine.

- I don't want you to go!

- Bye.

- I'm gonna be fine.

- You should not go.

- I'm gonna be fine, all right?

- Okay.

(door slamming)

- What the hell, you invited the Celeste Patrick?

That traga that's been with everyone?

- Not everyone, babe, calm down!

- Don't tell me to calm down, okay.

It's my birthday, and I don't want some Tinder ho--

- Whole lot of room in here, come on in!

- Hey!

- So excited for our trip!

It's gonna be so awesome.

Selfie.

(camera clicking)

(giggling)

(lively music)

(doors slamming)

(car engine rumbling)

* You're wonderful *

* Nothing can compare *

* Even if I could I wouldn't change a thing about you *

* You're beautiful *

- Are you happy to be back in Cali?

- Yeah, the weather's better here than it is in Chicago, so.

- Is your whole family coming down for the summer?

- No, it's just me and my dad.

(radio static crackling)

- Pick one station and leave it there.

- Yo, Jesse, can you hand me the wire back there?

- Good call.

The reception up here sucks.

- Thanks.

(radio beeping loudly)

- Hey, wait.

- What?

- [Radio Announcer] This is an emergency announcement.

- Relax, it's just a stupid emergency test.

- Well, don't you wanna know what the emergency is?

- The only emergency is of me needing

to get inside your pants.

- It's not midnight yet, shut up.

And keep your eyes on the road.

- [Radio Announcer] This is not a test--

(bass thumping music)

- That's what I'm talking about.

(car engine rumbling)

* There's a yearning inside *

* I can no longer deny *

* I just gotta get with you tonight *

* Yeah *

(car engine rumbling)

* To quench this thirst I have for you *

- This does not look like a functional gas station.

- You should've followed my GPS.

- GPS makes you stupid!

- Okay, so who's getting out to ask for directions?

- There's no one here!

- [Fernanda] What if this place is haunted?

- I really don't like creepy places like this.

They totally freak me out.

- Well, then maybe you shouldn't have come.

(alcohol trickling)

- Hey, now, why don't you take a sip of this,

it'll make you feel better, you know?

- Bunch of scaredy-cats!

- Seriously?

(sighing)

Fine, okay, I'll go.

- Great.

(terror-stricken music)

(spluttering loudly)

- Fuck.

Put it away, put it away.

- You kids lost?

- [Gabe] No, officer, just trying to get some gas.

- Well, they're out.

- Of gas?

(crow cawing)

- There won't be any till morning.

How far you going?

- Just to Crystal Hill.

(crow cawing)

- You'll make it.

- Thank you, officer.

- It's Sheriff.

- Thank you, Sheriff.

Lorenzo.

- Be careful.

A lot of roadkill out there.

- Will do, sure thing, Sheriff.

(footsteps crunching)

(bouncy hip hop music)

* Highly potent *

* Fuck the po-po *

* We riding dirty *

* Can't take my foot off the gas *

(laughing)

- Sure thing, sheriff?

(laughing)

Oh, my God.

You should've seen your face, bra!

- That was freaking close.

- Oh, yeah.

Oh, thank you, officer.

So when are you so polite?

- Since he's trying to act like a law-abiding citizen,

thank you.

- Oh, shut up!

Why don't you make yourself useful

and bust out the GPS, please.

- What happened?

I thought GPS makes you stupid.

Yeah.

- What is this for?

(spooky music)

Are you planning on hunting our dinner?

- [Gabe] It's for protection.

- [Chelsea] From who?

- You, crazy.

- I have one bar, let me see if my GPS works.

It's Crystal Hill, right?

- It's been a while since I've been here,

but don't worry, it should be a little farther up.

- We should've asked the sheriff, guys.

- That guy looked like a total psycho.

- You think everybody looks like a psycho.

- No, he did look like a total psycho.

* So why you look nervous foo? *

* You stiff *

* Cuz when you perform *

** You just sing with your own shit *

* And when I perform/ Every bodies like "oh shit" *

* That's that hot fire fire cracker factory caught fire *

* And the fire fighters got fired for smoking fire *

* I'ma keep burning *

* But burden can match my endurance? *

* The romance of the unknown *

* My only concern if I edge over *

* The older I get *

- Hey, babe, let me have some of that?

- What, what are you doing?

Watch it.

Be careful!

(car thudding loudly)

(tires squealing)

(car thudding loudly)

(eerie music)

- Shit!

What the fuck?

- What the hell? - Shit!

(car beeping)

(car doors slamming)

(crickets chirping)

(crows cawing)

Oh, God, my poor baby.

No reception, dammit!

(crickets chirping)

Any of you guys have reception?

- [Chelsea] Nope.

- Nada.

- [Jesse] Sorry.

(gasping)

- What, what?

- Are you serious right now?

No reception, how the hell am I gonna post my selfies?

(sighing loudly)

This totally sucks.

- What did we hit?

- I don't know.

Let's go see.

(crows cawing)

(spooky music)

- Whoa!

Jesus Christ.

- What is it?

- I think it's dead.

- [Chelsea] Can we just go?

Stop messing with it!

- It's fucking dead, chill.

(wolf snarling loudly) (screaming loudly)

(intense terror-stricken music)

(car doors slamming)

(car engine rumbling)

(crickets chirping)

(eerie music)

(car doors slamming)

- This place looks creepy.

- Just be happy we're here, okay?

(creepy music)

Hey, how far's town from here?

- It's like about 30 miles.

- [Gabe] Shit, man, that's far.

- Don't worry about that right now, okay?

We'll figure it out tomorrow and everything will be fine.

(eerie music)

- All right, guys, time to get the bags.

- Your job.

(laughing)

- Know we're only staying here for the weekend, right?

- Yeah, these are mostly Chelsea's things.

- This place isn't haunted, right?

- No, don't worry, you're safe.

- Ew, this place looks so old.

I hope the showers aren't outside.

- Yeah, hope they are.

(eerie music)

(rocking chair creaking)

(door creaking)

Whoa!

Nice pad, Jesse.

- Yeah, great hookup up, Jess.

- Okay, why is the rocking chair rocking by itself?

- Someone here?

- Hello? - Hello?

- There's probably no one here

that I know of.

- Oh, maybe it's a ghost.

- Stop it.

- What, why else would it be rocking by itself?

- Oh, it's the wind.

- Okay, just please, no ghost stories.

(wailing loudly)

- Hey, my grandma said to, you know,

fear the living, not the dead.

You know, shouldn't be afraid of ghosts, they don't exist

(sneezing)

- Bless you. - Bless you.

(creepy music)

- I hate the dark, someone find the light switch,

like, today!

- [Gabe] Hey, I think I got it.

(cork popping)

- Woo!

(laughing)

- Oh, God!

- Let's do this!

(upbeat music)

Woo!

(water bubbling)

- Damn!

(laughing)

- [Gabe] Shit, man!

- Woo!

- Don't forget to save some for us, bro.

- So.

Serious question.

Who would you rather.

(alcohol splashing)

(laughing)

Drink up!

Who would you rather, Megan Fox, if she only had one tit

or Scarlett Johansson,

but she was about eight months pregnant.

- That's a tough one.

- Personally, I'd have to go with a one-titted Fox.

- That's fucking gross, man.

I'd take Johansson with that belly any day, man.

- Oh, you are all gross, okay, jeez.

- So who's ready for some of my homemade recipe?

- Oh, shit, dude.

Yeah, man.

- You wanna get some?

- I'm only a diet, but I'll have one.

(bouncy music)

(glass clinking)

- Oh, my God, it's good.

(giggling)

- Get off me.

(eerie music) (breathing heavily)

- Come on, and have one of these.

- I'm good.

- Come one, I already poured it, so just drink it.

(sighing)

Not gonna be that bad, I hope, so.

- I didn't know your cousin was such a creeper.

- What?

Oh, my God!

Are you drinking?

All right, we're all taking shots right now!

- [Friends] Shots, shots shots!

(friends cheering)

- [Chelsea] Get up, get up, come on!

- Jules, get that shit up!

- Okay, but only one, I can't handle my tequila.

- Well, that's kind of the point.

- Woo!

(glass clinking)

- [Gabe] Line 'em up, line 'em up!

- All right, all right, all right, all right!

- Come on!

- Come on, come on, come on, come on!

(friends cheering)

Let's go!

Come on!

- All right, guys, to my birthday!

- [Friends] To Chelsea's birthday!

(friends cheering)

(glasses clinking)

- Okay, don't be a prude, you gotta chug it

while you look me in the eye,

or else you're gonna be a virgin forever.

(laughing)

- [Friends] Virgin, virgin, virgin, virgin, virgin, virgin!

(friends cheering loudly)

(coughing)

- [Jule] Welcome to the fucking team!

- Oh, my God, I love this song!

(bass thumping music)

* I'ma ride for my haters *

* I'm getting high with my haters *

* I be fly with my haters *

* I been grinding with my haters *

- Hey!

What you know about this right here?

- Apparently not enough.

* I be fly with my haters *

* I been grinding with my haters *

* Got my shorty give me head till the wine gone *

* Hotter than Tucson in the summer time *

* Supper time, you know I'ma eat all day *

- Back off, will you?

- I'm just having fun, girl.

- It's not that bad.

- Yeah.

- When's the last time he drank?

- Once, probably a year maybe, I dunno.

- Oh, wow.

- I'm not gonna tell you again, get the fuck off my man!

- Chill out, girl!

- [Gabe] Yeah, babe, come on, chill out.

- Look, I don't want you, man, okay?

And just so you know, what we had is so freshman year.

- What?

- Babe.

- Oh, you didn't know?

My bad.

- How could you?

(gasping loudly)

- Girl, please, those leftovers are all yours.

- Fucking bitch!

(shrieking loudly)

- [Celeste] Get off of me!

(shrieking loudly)

- I'm gonna get so many views!

(shrieking loudly)

- [Celeste] Get off, get off!

- Calm down, calm down, come here, come here.

- Get off of me!

- I have a photo shoot on Monday, you crazy bitch!

(shrieking loudly)

I'm out of here!

- You better not fucking come near me right now.

- I hope you have the worst birthday ever!

(sighing loudly)

- [Jule] Come back!

- How could you?

- Babe, she's clearly drunk.

- Jesse, come check this out.

(shrieking loudly)

- Wait, where is she going?

Someone needs to go get her.

- Oh, you're not going anywhere.

- I'll get her.

I invited her, I'll get her.

- Yeah, I'll go along too.

- I can't even look at you right now.

- Babe.

Babe, Come on!

(sighing)

- Oh, my God.

(terror-stricken music)

(crickets chirping)

(leaves rustling)

- We should probably split up, bro.

- Yeah.

- You go that way,

I'll go this way.

- Okay.

I'll meet you back at the house.

- Sure.

(leaves rustling)

- Celeste.

Celeste, where you at, girl, stop playing!

Man, you know you want me, come on!

(eerie music)

(crickets chirping)

(wolves howling)

(crows cawing)

- This sucks.

Really smart, Celeste.

(spooky music)

(crows cawing)

(phone beeping)

Shit!

(terror-stricken music)

Hello?

(leaves rustling)

Guys?

(crows cawing)

Hello?

Stop messing around!

(branches rustling)

Jule?

Is that you?

(terror-stricken music)

(screaming loudly)

- Babe, come on, please, open the door.

(door creaking)

Babe, I would apologize, but I didn't do anything wrong.

- I don't wanna hear it.

- Oh, come on, please, don't act like this.

- [Chelsea] Don't put this on me, I didn't do anything.

- I'm just saying, don't let one girl ruin your special day.

- It's already ruined.

- Come on, babe, don't say that.

Can we start over?

Look at me, don't you love me?

(gentle piano music)

- Sometimes.

- What?

- Well, not right now.

- I'm your boyfriend, remember?

And I love you,

and I love you,

and I love you,

and I love you a lot.

- Stupid.

- Shut up and kiss me.

(breathing heavily)

(door banging loudly)

(eerie music)

(stairs creaking)

(door rattling loudly)

(floorboards creaking)

(door squeaking)

(door rattling loudly)

(eerie intense music)

(door creaking)

(door clicking)

(door rattling loudly)

(gasping)

(doors squeaking)

(terror-stricken music) (screaming loudly)

(footsteps thudding)

- What's going on?

What's going on?

(footsteps thudding)

- [Fernanda] Oh, shit.

- [Chelsea] Fernanda!

- There's, there's-- - Hey, calm down!

- I told you, I told you not to leave me alone!

- Okay, I'm sorry, just tell me what happened.

- There's a dead--

- Did you see a mouse?

(terror-stricken music)

- Hey, did you guys find her?

- No, we heard a loud scream.

- We though maybe she came back.

(speaking in foreign language)

- No, my cousin saw a dead mouse or something.

- It wasn't a mouse, it was a man!

- You saw a man?

- Yes, a dead man, he died!

- Oh, on TV

or?

- Did you eat a brownie?

- Seriously, guys, there's a dead man upstairs.

- Yo, I gotta see this.

(footsteps thudding)

(spooky music)

(door creaking)

- There is nothing here.

- He was right there, I swear.

- [Jesse] Okay, where did he go?

- [Fernanda] I dunno.

- Maybe you should take it a little easy

on that liquor, baby.

- There was a dead man in the closet, he was bloody.

I saw him die, I swear!

- Okay, look, there's no way there was a dead man.

Dead men can't walk.

- Well, they do on that dead walking show.

(groaning loudly)

- I wanna go home.

- No, don't be a party pooper.

It's almost my birthday, we can't leave now.

- Everything's gonna fine, all right, I promise.

- Look, maybe Jule's right, okay?

Just lay off the liquor.

- We need to get Celeste and get out of here.

Now!

- She wanted to leave,

so let her stupid ass find her own way home.

- It's a long way.

- I don't care!

- Honestly, I looked all around for her.

I couldn't find her.

- It's 30 miles away, I doubt she wants to walk that far.

Look, hey, don't worry about it.

She'll be back.

- Maybe Fernanda's right, maybe there

is a dead man walking around and maybe we should

be the bigger people here and go find her just in case.

- [Chelsea] What do you care what happens to Celeste?

- I don't care,

but we should go find her just in case.

Why don't you guys just hang out here, okay?

We'll be right back.

All right?

(owl hooting)

(wolves howling)

(footsteps crunching)

Come on, don't be mad at me.

- I can't believe you didn't tell me.

- There was nothing to tell you.

(branches rustling)

- Wait, did you hear that?

No, I didn't hear-- - Shh!

- Babe, that was my foot walking.

(sighing loudly)

- What do you even care what happens to Celeste?

- I don't care about her.

I really don't.

- So then why do you have me out here looking for her?

- Maybe I brought you out here,

'cause I finally got you alone.

You're my girlfriend, remember?

What do you want me to do to prove it to you?

You want me to sing to you?

Do you want me to get your face tattooed on me?

Because I will do it if you want me to.

- You're so stupid.

- Come on.

* Follow me *

(dramatic music)

* Close behind *

* 'Cause it'd be dark *

* If we collide *

- It's almost midnight, babe.

- What?

Really, here?

- Why not?

We're in the forest, surrounded by beauty.

Best thing about the moonlight

and stars shining down upon us.

Isn't that romantic enough for you?

(frogs chirping)

* Would you stay with me *

* If I gave you *

* All my light *

* Till then I'm waiting *

* Where the sun begins *

* To rise *

* When it fades to black *

* Will you come back *

* And make me feel alive *

* Like a shadow *

* A shadow in the night *

(breathing heavily)

* Hideaway *

(moaning loudly)

* I can't stand *

* When you're not here *

(moaning loudly)

- [Gabe] Babe, you're so cold.

- What?

- Your hands, you're cold.

- [Chelsea] What are you talking about?

- [Gabe] Feel.

- [Chelsea] What?

(terror-stricken music)

(shrieking loudly)

- Oh, my God! - Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God!

(screaming loudly)

(door banging)

- I can't believe you left me!

- What are you guys running from?

- We found Celeste in the woods!

- Oh, awesome, that's good, where's she at?

- She's dead!

- Wait, what?

- She's dead, bro!

- [Jule] Come on, you sure, she's not fucking with you?

- I told you guys I saw a dead man.

- Wait, look, relax, okay?

All right, now are you sure that's what you saw?

- I saw her body, man.

I touched it!

- We need to get the hell out of here right now!

- Okay, look everyone, just calm down, okay?

Let's go find her, all right?

- Yeah, yeah, come on.

- [Gabe] No, come on!

(footsteps tapping)

(door banging)

(crows cawing)

- I dunno about you guys,

but

I don't see a dead body.

- Yeah, neither do I.

- Those are some good brownies though, huh?

- No!

She was here.

- Again with the zombie talk, jeez.

- Maybe we should just call it a night.

- No, I think we should leave.

(crows cawing)

- Maybe Jule's right, babe,

we have been partying pretty hard.

- Look, why don't we just go to bed,

and wake up early to deal with the car?

- Okay, well, let's get inside.

(frog chirping)

(chuckling)

- Damn, I love these fucking brownies.

(crows cawing)

(door squeaking)

(footsteps tapping)

- So how are we going to do this

since there's only two bedrooms?

- You guys get one,

whoever wants the other go for it,

but Fernanda if you wanna stay down here with me,

you will probably be safer, so.

- Whatta you mean, safer?

(chuckling)

- Yeah, okay, you got me.

I was just trying to-- - Oh, man!

I guess I'll just take the couch.

It's comfortable.

You guys can be alone up there.

I'll be here.

Hope Celeste comes back tonight, I need a cuddle buddy.

(door banging loudly)

Yes, she's back.

- Hey, I told you she was gonna be back.

All right, so.

(footsteps tapping)

(door creaking)

Guys!

(footsteps tapping)

(eerie music)

- It's him.

I told you guys.

- Is he...

- Dead?

- [Jesse] Looks like it.

- Okay, guys, we need to get our shit and go home right now!

- Yeah, I agree.

- What about Celeste?

- I told you, she's dead!

- We can't just leave her here.

- No, it doesn't matter, they're both dead.

Look, we need to fix the car and just get out of here.

Do you have any tools anywhere?

- I'll check the shed.

You guys wait right here, I'll be right back.

(footsteps tapping)

- [Gabe] Take his mask off.

- [Chelsea] No!

Don't!

(eerie menacing music)

- I think I found the problem.

Can you hand me the 12 millimeter socket?

Thanks.

(tools clinking)

- We should've never come.

- How's it looking?

- I don't really know yet, but the oil pan's messed up.

(wolf growling loudly)

What was that?

- I'll go check.

You keep working.

All right?

- [Jesse] Be careful, all right?

(leaves rustling)

(bird hooting)

(eerie music)

(crickets chirping)

(wolf snarling) (terror-stricken music)

- Shit!

Chupacabras.

(tools clinking)

- [Gabe] What was it?

- Nothing, bro.

- Everything's gonna be okay.

Gabe's gonna fix the car

and then we're gonna get the hell outta here.

- Yeah, for sure.

(crickets chirping)

(car thudding loudly) (terror-stricken music)

- Oh, my God!

(screaming loudly)

- [Friends] Gabe, Gabe, Gabe, Gabe!

- [Chelsea] Get his off of him, get him up!

- [Jule] Whatta you doing?

Come on!

- [Chelsea] Get it off of him!

Get it off of him!

(shrieking loudly)

Get it off of him!

(menacing music)

No!

(sobbing)

No!

Oh, my God!

(crying loudly)

- Chelsea, we have to go.

- [Chelsea] I'm not just gonna leave him here!

- [Jule] I'm sorry, Chelsea, we have to go now!

- [Fernanda] Come on, Chelsea, we gotta go!

We gotta go!

- Chelsea, come on, Fernanda, get her up!

Come on!

Come on, Chelsea!

Come on, I'm sorry.

- No! - You got her, Fernanda?

(eerie music)

- [Chelsea] No!

(sobbing loudly)

- Seriously.

I was thinking, what can we do?

(crying loudly)

- I mean, there's nothing we can do till the morning.

I mean.

(crying loudly)

- No!

Gabe!

- Maybe we should just walk to town.

- I'm not going anywhere in the dark woods.

- Fine, but first thing in the morning we are out of here!

- We're gonna die!

- No, we're not.

We're gonna be fine.

- All right, look, let's secure the house.

All right, you guys go upstairs and lock all of the doors.

Fernanda, come with me.

- [Jule] Come on.

Chelsea.

(sobbing)

Come on, there's no time to waste, come on!

(sobbing loudly)

- I'm gonna take care of this room, and

you get the kitchen.

(footsteps tapping)

(eerie music)

(breathing heavily)

(door banging) (gasping)

- Oh, my God.

- I'm sorry, I mean, I know I should be scared,

but a girl with a knife is kind of hot.

(giggling)

(electricity crackling) (terror-stricken music)

- Jesse!

Jesse!

- [Jesse] Hey!

Calm down, I'm right here.

Whoa, where'd you learn how to do that?

- [Fernanda] I watch a lot of scary movies,

it seems to work.

- Very cute.

- Do you really think that we're gonna be fine?

- I hope so,

but

just in case we aren't.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, I read on your profile that you were single.

- You stalked me?

- No, I just checked you out.

I mean, I'm just trying to make the best of things here.

(branches rustling loudly)

- What was that?

- I dunno.

Hey, look, hey, relax!

Hey, it's not like the chupacabra

or La Llorona's coming to get you.

- Okay, please, don't talk like that.

- Oh, so you've heard of 'em?

Have you heard of the duendes, you know, the little dwarfs

that steal little kids.

- Stop it!

Okay, I hate those stories.

- Well, where did you hear of them?

- My grandma.

- Yeah, it sounds like my grandma, but, hey, look,

you don't gotta believe in that, they're just myths.

- How do you know that?

- That's what every grandma tells their grandkids, you know,

so they could be scared and listen to them.

- Yeah, well, it works, so don't talk about it.

- All right, come on.

(footsteps tapping)

(door creaking)

(eerie music)

(dramatic music)

There's something I should have told you guys

about this place.

- What, what is it?

- I mean, it's about this place.

- You know what, don't tell me.

- Why not?

- Because telling each other's secrets only happens

when you know you're gonna die.

- [Jesse] You've seen too many movies, all right.

- I'm serious.

I don't wanna die.

- Hey, look, no one else is gonna die, all right?

I promise.

(intense music)

* When it's all said and done *

* I will be *

* The lucky one *

(door banging loudly)

- What was that?

(door banging loudly)

- [Jule] Shit.

(door banging loudly)

- I'm not going down there.

- Me either.

(door banging loudly)

(sighing)

- Fine.

I'll go.

- Wait, we don't know who it is.

- With this.

No one will mess with me.

- Be careful.

(door banging loudly)

(eerie music)

(terror-stricken music)

- Yo, hey, let's go!

Open the door!

- You guys, it's the sheriff.

- Oh, my God.

Okay, let's go, let's go.

(door creaking)

- Didn't you hear the emergency broadcasting?

Everybody's supposed to evacuate.

There's wildfires coming this way!

- Thank God you're here, there's a killer on the loose!

- He killed all of our friends,

- My boyfriend's dead under the truck outside.

- Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!

Slow down.

- Sheriff.

Our friend Celeste, she's out there in the woods,

somewhere alone.

- We found her body, but then she disappeared.

- What've you guys been smoking?

Have you been smoking anything?

- No, sheriff.

Absolutely not.

- We still have to evacuate.

- Our car broke down or else we would have.

- Let me survey the premises and

I'll give you a lift to town.

- Thank you so much, officer.

- It's Sheriff Lorenzo.

- Should we wait here, Sheriff Lorenzo?

- No, no, go wait in my car, I'll be there.

(footsteps tapping)

Crazy kids.

(door creaking)

(door slamming)

Yeah.

Not smoking nothing.

Punk-ass kids.

- Fuck.

Can roll the window down in here?

I need a little air.

- [Chelsea] No, I can't.

- Why not?

- Because it's a cop car, you need the keys.

- Is he gonna be right back?

- Yeah, chill out, he's got a gun.

- Wait, what if he's the killer?

- What?

(eerie music)

- He is hella sketchy.

- Oh, my God.

(footsteps tapping)

(door banging)

- Oh!

What the?

- Whoa, Sheriff.

It's just me. - What the hell?

I thought I told you to wait in the car!

- I just came to lock the door.

- What's in here.

- It's just a closet.

- Better get outta here.

I've patrolled this area for years.

Nothing up here, but wild animals

and punk-ass kids like yourself looking for a thrill.

Let's go.

(door creaking)

(door slamming)

(sighing)

(menacing music)

(footsteps tapping)

(gunshot blasting)

(thudding loudly) (terror-stricken music)

(gunshot blasting)

- [Chelsea] Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

(gunshot blasting)

Jesse!

- [Jule] Open the door!

- Jesse! - Jesse!

- [Jule] Jesse!

- [Jesse] Wait, what?

- [Chelsea] Get the key, get the key!

Get the key!

- Oh, fuck!

- Oh, my God!

- What is he doing?

What is he doing? - Oh, my God!

(menacing intense music)

- [Jesse] I can't find 'em!

- Jesse! - Open the door!

- They're not there!

- Come on, come on, move!

Watch out, watch out, watch out!

I'm gonna break it open.

Watch out!

(groaning loudly)

(glass shattering)

- Come on, come on.

(eerie spooky music)

- Fuck!

Come on!

Get her out!

(door creaking)

(door slamming)

- Okay, listen up.

You guys go upstairs, check for the keys.

Me and Jesse will be down here looking

for the keys, all right?

- All right, you guys see or hear anything, just yell.

All right?

- Hell, yeah.

Here, take this.

Here, take this!

Yeah!

Let's go.

Come on.

We don't know who's there.

Right there on the floor.

- [Chelsea] No!

- [Jule] Right on the fucking floor!

- Oh, shit.

(breathing heavily)

Oh, shit.

- On the floor, right there, right there.

- Oh, my God.

(terror-stricken music)

Oh, my God!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

- Fuck! - Oh, my God!

(shrieking loudly)

Oh, my God!

- [Fernanda] What happened?

- The killer's in the house!

- What?

- It was written on the wall

and it was in blood and it said, times up!

- We have to get out of here now!

- Okay, we gotta find the keys.

- No, no, no, no!

You know what?

Whoever this is, we have to go after him.

- What are you talking about, man?

- Look!

Count!

There are more of us than there is of him.

- Stop!

We're next.

- No.

We're not. - We're next.

- No, we're not next.

- God!

I can't!

He killed Gabe and now, I just...

I can't, I can't!

- Hey, where's she going? - Chelsea!

Chelsea!

(door creaking)

- Whoever this is, we're not scared of you!

- Hey, don't provoke him!

- How do you know it's a him?

- What?

I'm sorry, but I highly doubt a girl could pull this off.

Just saying.

- I'm sick of this!

You crazy asshole!

Come out wherever you are!

Oh, my God, the Sheriff's body's gone.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, we're all gonna die.

- [Jesse] So if the Sheriff's body isn't there,

he probably is not dead, guys.

- What about the rest of the other bodies, huh?

They all disappeared too.

- We gotta look for the sheriff, he's our only hope.

(eerie music)

- [Jule] I'm not going anywhere

- Look.

I'll go look for him.

All right, you stay here with the girls

and keep them safe, okay?

(crickets chirping)

- [Jule] Fuck!

(menacing music)

(leaves rustling)

(crows cawing) (creepy music)

(groaning)

(intense music)

- I hope he's okay.

I though we said not to split up?

Why did you send Jesse out there?

(terror-stricken music)

(door creaking)

- What about me?

- Thank God you're okay.

- Any sign of the sheriff?

- I went as far as I could.

I mean, I thought I heard something,

but there was nothing there.

- Okay, no matter what we can't split up.

- [Jesse] Guys, I have a confession to make.

- What, what is it?

- Hey, if you're gonna confess some dark, twisted secret

because you think we're all going to die,

just don't.

Please.

We're going to be fine.

- I know why this is happening.

- [Fernanda] Why?

- Because of me.

- [Chelsea] What?

- I should've listened to my grandma, man, she was...

- What are you talking about?

- You know, she was right.

- What is it, just say it!

(eerie music)

- Nine years ago today, my parents were killed.

- [Jule] By who?

- I don't know, I was young.

- How did they die?

- I don't remember, man.

(chuckling)

I mean, every year on the anniversary of their death,

you know, whatever this thing is, it comes looking for me

or so my grandma would say, but I never believed her.

- Yeah, yeah.

That sounds ridiculous.

- Look, all I know is that, she just kept me indoors for

like nine years

and she would do this like ritual cleansing thing.

(chuckling)

- That sounds completely weird.

- It's not actually.

I've heard of the Prayer of Protection.

Okay, so let's say this is true.

Whatta we do to protect you?

And what does your grandma do?

- She lights a bunch of candles

in a circle.

- Okay, candles and prayer, we can do that.

- If we make it till the morning, we should be fine.

- Okay, I think I saw some candles in the kitchen.

Come on.

Chelsea, come on.

- No, I'll stay here with her.

(footsteps tapping)

(lighter clicking)

- Okay, what prayer does your grandma do?

- I mean, I dunno, man, it's in Spanish.

- Okay, we can do the Lord's prayer.

Okay.

Our Father.

- [Friends] Who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,

thy kingdom come, thy will be done,

on Earth as it is in heaven.

Give us--

(phone ringing)

- Does anybody else hear their phone ringing?

Or am I still tripping?

- It sounds like it.

- I thought there was no reception here.

(phone ringing)

- It's not mine.

- [Jule] Me either.

(phone ringing)

- No.

It sounds like it's coming from upstairs.

- If it's working,

that means we can use it to call for help, right?

- Yeah.

Who wants to be the brave man and go and get it?

- Well,

seeing as I'm the target.

I think maybe, you should go do it.

(eerie music)

- Okay, okay, she didn't want anything to do with me, right?

Right?

Just in case.

(intense menacing music)

I dunno why I'm doing this.

- It's why you came, remember?

To protect us.

- No, I came to get laid.

(exhaling loudly)

- I hope he's gonna be okay.

- Oh, he'll be fine, he has an ax.

(phone ringing)

(eerie music)

- [Chelsea] Jule, are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

(phone ringing)

(door creaking)

(phone ringing)

(spooky music)

(breathing heavily)

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Hello!

(phone beeping)

(terror-stricken music)

(shrieking loudly) (phone shattering)

- What was that?

- I'm going up.

- [Fernanda] No, Jesse, wait, don't go!

- Stay here, all right?

Jule!

(eerie menacing music)

- Lord, please let him be okay.

We're gonna be fine.

We're gonna be fine.

(glass shattering)

(breathing heavily)

(screaming) (thudding loudly)

- [Chelsea] Oh, shit!

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God, thank God, you're okay.

Jule?

Where's Jesse?

Jule, where's Jesse?

(eerie intense music)

- Are you

okay?

(gurgling loudly)

(mumbling loudly)

Jule!

Jule!

(screaming loudly) (terror-stricken music)

(blood trickling)

(gurgling)

(spluttering)

Jule!

Oh, my God!

- We gotta go.

We gotta get Jesse.

Come on, we gotta go.

- Oh, my God! - We've gotta get Jesse!

(intense music)

(footsteps tapping)

- [Fernanda] Oh, my God!

What happened?

- [Jesse] I dunno, I heard a loud scream.

- Who did this?

- [Jesse] I didn't see anything.

- We have to leave now!

- Where's Jule?

- He didn't make it.

- What?

- [Fernanda] Yeah, come on, let's go!

(eerie music)

- [Chelsea] Where's Jule?

He was right there!

(spooky music)

(terror-stricken music)

- If you want me come get me!

- Don't say that, don't say that.

Okay, whatever it is, I revoke you in the name of Jesus.

(breathing heavily)

- [Chelsea] Whatta we do now?

- [Fernanda] We have to leave.

- And go where?

- Into town.

(footsteps tapping)

- It's 30 miles away.

- I'm not going back out there.

- [Jesse] Whatever it is, it's after me.

- Why is this happening?

- Seriously, Jesse, who, and what is after you?

- I dunno, it could be anything.

- What does that mean?

- Sometimes I think it's a

serial killer, sometimes I think it's a demon.

- A demon?

- That sounds crazy!

- Okay, what else do you know?

(eerie music)

- I am done with this, I am done with you.

We are done!

- No, no, no, don't do this!

Think about it, we can work this out, okay, I know we can.

(speaking in foreign language)

Please?

Baby, listen to me, what about our son, huh?

What am I gonna tell our son?

- I don't care.

(door creaking)

(door slamming)

- [Jesse] Mom and dad used to get in fights.

My dad accused my mom of cheating.

She stormed out with her bags, with her lover.

- And then what?

Who was her lover?

- What time is it?

- What?

- Check your cell phone.

- It's almost 12.

(terror-stricken music)

- What the hell?

- What's going on?

- Come with me.

(footsteps tapping)

- Where are we going?

- Just trust me, come with me.

(door squeaking)

(door slamming)

Come here.

(torch thudding)

(eerie music)

- What the hell is this?

(eerie somber music)

- You remember how you asked me who my mother's lover was?

- Yeah.

- That man ruined my life.

He robbed me of my childhood, of my family.

He took everything from me.

All because of his selfish needs.

That man was your father, Fernanda.

Your dad

took my mother and father away from me.

- It can't be.

- You don't believe me?

Ask him yourself.

(intense eerie music)

(crying loudly)

- Papa!

Papa!

(somber music)

(sobbing loudly)

(intense music)

- No!

(blood splattering)

(head thudding)

(sobbing)

- Oh, my God!

(sobbing)

Help!

(chuckling)

- Oh, no one can hear you.

Not even the voices in my head.

(sobbing)

- Oh, hey, hey, hey, where you going, huh?

Hey, the party's just getting started.

(ax thudding)

(door slamming)

(breathing heavily)

(door creaking)

(footsteps tapping)

(door creaking)

(door creaking)

(lock clicking)

(thudding loudly)

(flies buzzing)

(coughing)

(screaming loudly)

(gagging loudly)

(breathing heavily)

(sobbing)

- Someone help!

Please help!

(door banging)

- [Jesse] See you found your friends, huh?

Hey, we can do this the easy way

or we can do this the hard way.

- Stay away from me, you psycho!

(chuckling)

- [Jesse] Do you know how long I've been waiting for this?

- Just leave me alone!

(door banging loudly)

Why are you doing this?

(intense eerie music)

(breathing heavily)

(ax thudding loudly) (screaming)

(ax thudding)

Please, just leave me alone!

- You know how long I've been planning this?

Huh?

- Just leave me alone!

- Oh, leave you alone, huh?

I'm sorry, I can't leave you alone

because this is all your fault.

- I didn't do anything to you!

- The sins of the father are the sins of the son

or in your case, the daughter.

- You're crazy!

(door creaking)

(door slamming)

- I didn't do anything to you.

- He most certainly did.

- My father had nothing to do with your parents' death.

- Yeah, he did, I saw him right through the window.

(eerie music)

- Carmen!

You're not going anywhere.

- No, no, no, no, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Put the gun down.

- Shut up!

You, you can't go.

Get back inside.

Right now!

(gunshot blasting)

(eerie music)

No!

(speaking in foreign language)

(gunshot blasting)

(breathing heavily)

(crickets chirping)

(eerie music)

- [Jesse] He took everything.

Everything that was worth something to me, all right?

He left me an orphan.

All right, now I'm gonna take everything

that was important to him.

His only daughter.

- Please.

You don't have to do this.

(chuckling)

(shrieking loudly) (keys clinking)

(terror-stricken music)

(fast-paced intense music)

(door slamming)

(keys jiggling)

(car door slamming)

(car engine revving)

(car engine humming)

Come on!

(groaning loudly)

Come on!

(tires squealing)

(breathing heavily)

(terror-stricken music)

(screaming)

- I though you said, you didn't wanna leave me alone

in the woods.

- Get off me!

(head thudding loudly)

(breathing heavily)

(sobbing)

Jesse, please, please, I know you're a good person.

Please.

- You're right, I am a good person.

(chuckling)

But, no, I'm not untying you.

(sobbing)

We both know how you like to run away.

Hang tight.

(footsteps tapping)

(door slamming)

(groaning loudly)

(breathing heavily)

- Oh, my God, help me.

Please, help me.

Help me.

Help me, help me.

Help me, help me!

(sobbing)

Please, help me!

(eerie music)

(crying loudly)

- No one messes with my family.

(door creaking)

Finish her off.

Okay?

(sobbing)

Don't be late for breakfast.

(breathing heavily)

(door slamming)

- Please, Jesse, I won't tell anyone.

Please!

(chuckling)

- Yeah, of course, you won't, huh?

(crying loudly)

Who's gonna believe that your cousin's friend

masterminded

a murder in the woods?

(angelic music)

(car engine revving)

(screaming loudly)

(car thudding)

(screaming loudly)

(gunshot blasting)

(glass shattering)

And then there was your cousin.

Oh, I really, really hated her.

I was happy to do that one.

I was very happy to do that one,

and you saw that one, huh?

Yeah.

(gun clicking)

Now you're the only one left.

- Please.

Please, don't.

- Did you really think I liked you?

Huh?

I'm sorry I broke your heart.

- Please, you don't have to do this.

- Don't you know why I have to finish this.

(intense music)

My parents deserve to rest in peace, you know?

- Our father,

who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

- Thy kingdom come, thy will be done.

- On Earth as it is in heaven.

(gunshots blasting)

(glass shattering)

(body thudding)

(door creaking)

(intense dramatic music)

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Whatta you say we get out of here?

- Yeah.

(sobbing)

(gentle music)

(breathing heavily)

- [Sheriff Lorenzo] It's okay, it's okay, it's all right.

(triumphant music)

(menacing music)

- Fernanda!

(gunshots blasting)

(breathing heavily)

(gun thudding)

- It's okay, it's okay.

Like I said,

just wild animals and punk kids looking for a thrill.

(breathing heavily)

(gunshots blasting)

(menacing intense music)

(eerie music)