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Aiden, are you ready?

Hold on, let me get my stuff together.

Make sure you have everything.

Okay, mom.

All right, leave the gear here. We'll head down to the storyteller

and come back and get the gear for the investigation.

I'm so over this. Why do you bring us here every year?

And it's so damp and chilly down by the lake. My damned goosebumps have goosebumps.

Come on, we've been doing this every year since we've started the MPS.

It's our Halloween tradition.

Welcome to the Ghost Lake Haunted History tour. My name is Steve,

and I'll be your guide tonight.

But be prepared for the unexpected.

And the unexplainable.

13 score, or 260 years ago,

A great tragedy occurred on this very accursed spot.

Prior to the French and Indian War, this area used to be a rendezvous point.

Twice a year, fur trappers and traders would meet and exchange goods.

But on one particular autumn evening,

a brisk evening much like this one, things went awry.

The trappers were trying to make rendezvous before sunset.

As the last of the sun fell below the horizon,

the trappers made it to the encampment, only to find something amiss.

All was still, and the camp was silent. Except for the crackling of the fire.

When they arrived, the camp was deserted,

but there was evidence that it had been inhabited only a few hours ago.

Not a soul was present, with only the fire to tell its tale.

And that tale, being a pot of overcooked beans.

Having walked all day with empty stomachs,

even a pot of overcooked beans looked inviting.

What happened next was nearly unspeakable.

The trappers were in a state of shock at the thought of such brutality from

the very men they broke bread with yearly.

On regain of their senses, they desperately fought for their lives,

but the savage surprise unleashed by the traders was too much to overcome.

The tired group of trappers were extinguished, but not before one of them,

in a defiant act, plunged his knife into the eye of his attacker.

That attacker was the leader of the traders' little bunch: one Beauregard the Red.

After feasting on the flesh of the trappers,

the traders, intoxicated with blood lust, turned on each other,

and with a primal rage almost to a man, they wiped one another out.

There was, however, one survivor left to tell the tale.

As he wandered through what remained of the night's carnage,

he was both confused and bewildered, only recalling glimpses of what transpired.

Thanks to that poor repentant soul, we know the dreadful actions

that occurred on this site some 13 score ago.

Do you have everything you need? Money?

Yeah.

Cell phone?

Yeah.

Notebook?

Yeah.

Did you bring protection? I mean this Karen seems like a nice girl,

but you never know these days.

Oh mom.

Relax, tiger, I was just making sure you were paying attention.

The way you were staring into space out that window, I wasn't too sure.

Hilarious.

What about your pen?

It was right on the kitchen counter just where you left it.

Thanks mom.

You are just like your father, God rest his soul. Did I ever tell you about our first date?

Something about a car accident?

Well it wasn't a crash so much, but it's what it did to your father was amazing.

I knew Tim had a crush on me for the longest time.

He wanted to take me to a movie for my 17th birthday.

The only problem was, he was a couple months younger than I was,

and the theater wouldn't sell him a ticket to an R-rated movie.

He was so flustered when he was leaving the theater that he tripped,

fell into a door, and nearly broke his nose.

If the first date went so well, why go on a second?

Well let me finish.

So we were on the way home, and he was so nervous and embarrassed,

and I was telling him everything was okay and not paying attention to the road,

and I hit the car in front of me.

And that's the wreck?

Well it was a minor fender bender. Wasn't too bad. No one got hurt.

But in that moment, it changed your father.

He was standing on the side of the road looking at the damage to both cars,

and he just took control. He talked to the other driver,

he gave a police report, he really calmed me down. Lord knows I was hysterical.

He took care of the tow truck, he just completely took control of the situation.

He knew exactly what I needed, and he was there for me.

Look, I - I know you're nervous on your first date with Karen,

but you are your father's son. You'll do fine.

There she is. Your first date. You're gonna remember this night for the rest of your life.

Call me if you need anything.

Hey if there's a second date, do you think I could borrow the car?

Well let's not get your hopes up, but we'll see. So go have fun,

and make sure you call me if you're gonna be in after midnight.

Will do.

Hi I -

Two tickets, 40 bucks.

I'm - I'm with Scare-O-Rama dot com, I'm -

Never heard of it, 40 bucks.

-I spoke with Jack, he said there'd be two guest passes - -Never heard of him. 40 bucks.

But I'm writing an article about the haunt.

Oh I see. Well in that case. 40 bucks.

But we shouldn't have to pay.

Next.

Hold on.

It's okay. I have some money if we need it.

20 bucks.

All right, Henry? You get the gear. Jennifer and I will go get the tickets.

No problem.

-You got it? -Yeah, thank you.

Mm-hm.

-Henry, Katie, go get the equipment. -I know,

they're always running off like a couple of teenagers and all.

You all right with that?

I got it, babe, I got it. And I know you hate coming here and all, and -

Hey, don't say that, this is where we met.

That is right, that is right.

Although I do have a bad feeling about tonight.

What - what - what is it? What is it? I mean, cause I'm feeling something too,

and - and you know, it's - it's really getting to me,

and - and I got all these things going through my head, and - and I -

Henry, I just think it's gonna rain.

Ladies and gentlemen. welcome to the Ghost Lake Wrestleplex.

The challengers of tonight's main event. They don't know where they came from,

and they can't remember how they got here tonight.

But operating in the red corner, the brightest stars on the Vegas strip:

Big Papa Gator, leader of the hardcore corps:

Beast, and master dark, JB Destiny!

Henry, are you sure you can get a signal? My phone gets like zero reception out here.

It's all the ore in those hills. We're good though.

The amp on my laptop can pick up a signal through a phase three meltdown in Japan.

Okay, you're on.

This is Miles Dragovich, with a full report from Ghost Lake. The time is 10:30,

very close to the witching hour on October 31.

This investigation is now open and is being recorded. It was near this site,

260 years ago, that the lakeside massacre occurred.

We are here to capture every insane, unexpected,

unprecedented, wild, and paranormal detail.

-He wants to go first. -No, no, no. -All right.

-Yeah. -All right, ready? -One, two, three

Stay down! Don't get up! Don't get back in here!

The countdown has begun. And so has our coverage. Stick around.

-Okay, where the fuck is Jennifer? -Cut.

Really? You're gonna tell me to cut after I've already left the scene?

Where the hell is Jennifer?

Bathroom?

-Our biggest night, and she's gotta go. -You looked great, by the way.

Oh yeah?

Definitely. Tonight is great for all of us. You especially.

I was pretty good. She probably just had to-

Colonel Joe. Isn't that the guy Jennifer had a thing with?

That was before we ever met. She and Colonel Creeper went out a couple times,

but he was too weird for her, even.

Too weird for Jennifer. That's pretty damn weird.

Whatever it was, it freaked her out kinda bad. Some kind of occult thing, I think.

She doesn't like to talk about it. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.

Say no more, say no more. My lips are sealed.

Jennifer! Get back over here. This is a big night, and we are streaming live.

Forget about that freak show!

What the hell are you doing?

What the hell are you doing, kid? What's that crap you're putting up your nose?

Dude, chill. It's just bath salts. Totally legal. See?

Cute. You know, this stuff is not for human consumption, especially for a minor.

Your parents should be so proud. Where'd you get this crap anyway?

Who sold it to you? Was it one of these carnies?

No. I got it at the gas station on the corner. The one that says "tobacco supply sold here."

Well I'll take care of them later. I'll tell you what: empty your pockets, let's go.

What for? Ain't no doughnuts in there.

That's funny. Why? Because a policeman just asked you to empty your pockets.

This is bullshit.

Yeah well, if you have a problem with it,

feel free to have your parents file a complaint with the department.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Now go on and get outta here. And go home.

And don't let me every catch you doing this stuff again!

Which is why tonight is the night that the scourge will once again

walk among the living after 13 score.

Be gone with you, stay out of the night, and you might yet live to see the morning.

Do not forget to stop by the souvenir stand by the exit.

There you will buy the ladies a charm chipped from the bedrock of sanity to enhance

their personal protection. This will keep the spirits from attaching to their essence.

You must not let them become consumed by the damned.

Look, I know what you're going to say, but I'm allowed to be here.

I'm wearing my leash just like a good little girl.

You know, you and I are really not so different, detective.

We are like pieces on the same chessboard.

You try to explain evil after it has occurred, whilst I choose to warn the innocent beforehand.

Save it for the paying customers.

Just be careful.

There's something in the air tonight that just seems off.

Uh, I don't know what it is, but it's like a storm's coming in.

I know, I can feel it too. There's an energy in the atmosphere tonight, but

I'm afraid that's no storm coming.

Look, you and I didn't exactly get off on the right foot.

Why don't you stop back here after closing time

and you and I could get better acquainted?

Are you propositioning a cop?

Propositioning? Oh hell no. That is definitely not my thing.

Look, I might have to fake having psychic powers, but I'm not about to fake an orgasm.

You don't meet a lot of nice guys in my business.

You're like the first guy I've seen in a year who isn't wearing a ring,

isn't bad looking, and isn't like looking to give me some kind of crotch rots.

Hun, I just wanna get laid.

So what do you say? Willing to help out a lady in need? As you know, I can see your future,

and I can promise you a night like nothing you've ever experienced.

You know, if all hell doesn't break loose at this place tonight,

maybe I'll take you up on that.

Well you know where to find me. And uh, hey, bring your handcuffs.

You can't imagine how turned on I got the last time you cuffed me.

Colonel Joe! Escape!

Well isn't that fan-fucking-tastic. Looks like I need to find another sacrifice.

What's up guys? Where's your other minion?

He's in the hospital. Having to have his knee looked at. Thanks for that.

Sure, no problem.

You know, there's a shitload of honeys out there looking to have some fun.

This place is crawling with tail.

Oh yeah? These honeys, are they outta high school yet? And uh, dropped out doesn't count.

I don't know, but I - I think one of 'em is your sister. Bam!

Really dude?

Hey, Mr. Funny Man, his sister was killed by a drunk driver three years ago.

Don't worry about it JB, they probably didn't know.

Look JB, I - I didn't know - I - I was just busting your chops, you know?

Sorry JB.

Hey by the way, how is your sister?

I - I think she's all right, I should give her a call.

I was heading to the beer cart, when this crazy girl jumped out of nowhere and grabbed me.

So you saw her alive. Was anybody with her?

Nobody. I heard a scream, and then suddenly she was in my face.

She tried to say something, but then turned,

tripped on the curb, and landed right on the fence.

Somebody push her or chase her?

Nobody pushed her. She just tripped herself up and that was that.

And if anyone chased her, I didn't see them.

What did she say?

I couldn't really tell you.

It was all gibberish. I couldn't understand anything she was trying to say.

Look, it made no sense, but I think she was on drugs or something.

Look, all I know is, I hear this scream, I duck my head out to see what the hell is going on,

and there she was just laying there. She twisted around for about half a minute,

then I saw her eyes roll up in the back of her head.

I found these bath salts on the ground nearby.

This could be the same powder I saw underneath her nose.

Well she was definitely amped up on something. Cause look at the expression on her face.

EMTs'll be here in a minute. I really don't think it matters at this point.

It damn well matters to me. I have an attraction I'm trying to run here.

This weekend is when I'm making bank, and having a body laying in front

ain't exactly great for business.

The sooner someone gets this drugged up broad outta here, the better.

You got that right. Last thing we need is for a hassle with the cops for - for a nuisance.

Hey Joe, can you clean this mess up for tomorrow?

Tomorrow? Yeah. Yeah sure. Tomorrow.

Hey Gator, there's someone here to see you.

Hey what's up?

Hey it's getting pretty late. I need to get the boys back home. I'll walk you out?

Yeah grab a seat out front, I'll be out in a minute.

So i just saw this nasty accident.

I heard someone shriek like a girl. Next thing I know, this girl runs right by me,

goes ass over tin cups, boom, right on the tent peg. I think she was strung out or something.

Anyway, so the end- EMTs come, and they take her away.

No sirens though, because you know why? She was dead before they even got there...

She was dead. Hey, she was dead! They took her away.

Now that's what I'm talking about. Check that one out over there.

What that one with the huge jugs?

That's the one. I bet she's a wild ride.

No thanks. I like tits like the next guy, but I seen prison tats better than that mess.

I'm telling you bro. The trashier the better. Just don't give 'em your real phone number.

Well then I guess you're in luck, cause later tonight,

that's when all the real freaks come out .

That's what I love about this job. Moongroupies on parade.

Whatever man, but I prefer them with a lot less mileage on them.

Like that one over there.

Oh yeah, me and your old man, we go way back. You know, we used to be tag team partners.

Been through all kinds of scrapes together.

Dad never said anything about that. Do you know my mom too?

Actually I knew your mom before I ever met your dad. That was a long time ago.

Renee, what the hell's going on here?

Relax, we're just talking about your old tag team days.

Oh, so the boy scout has a conscience about the old days after all.

Don't get your panties in a bunch. We were just talking about wrestling.

Look little man, listen to me right now.

You don't talk to him ever again, you understand me? You got it?

Dad, I was -

No, there ain't no buts. I don't want you to talk to him again, got it?

Yes sir.

I don't know why you two have to dig that crap up.

Dig what up? I was just talking about old tag moves.

It's your knight in shining armor here who's having guilt trips

about us collecting bets for Sal Guzzo.

Don't you ever bring Sal up in front of my family again, you got it?

Hey, color me gone, boy scout. But you really should think about getting to

a confessional or something, you know, move on like the rest of us did?

Adios Renee, it's been real.

I'm sorry Renee. He just pushes my buttons, man, I tell ya.

Why don't you get outta here. Go ahead, go find your brother, all right?

I'll meet you out at the vehicle, all right?

-You're not going to look for trouble, I hope. -No, no, no,

I'm going to go out to the office trailer real quick.

Buff's talking some crazy stuff, some stuff's going on out there.

I'll be right out, all right? I'll see you later.

Now that's my Gator. Go find your brother.

Bro, why's he let it get to him?

He'll be all right. Just gotta walk it off.

Nice match boys.

Thank you. So what's your future hold?

Um, I was just uh, just checking on something.

Although I do think that there's a storm coming in.

Oh man, I hope not. Either way I just wanna be outta Ghost Lake before it hits.

I gotta go find Janice and head out. So I'll see you around.

All right bro, congrats.

So what's with all the uh, the drama with Gator?

It's nothing it's just somebody trying to pull skeletons out of his closet.

Anything I need to know about?

I don't think so. It's really ancient history, and it goes back to that goof -

I don't know if you remember Sal Guzzo.

Oh yeah, I remember Sal. Bastard. The department did the dance with him

a couple of times. Although, you know, sometimes I miss the guy.

I mean he's old school, break some legs and that kinda stuff,

but I'll take that over these crooked bankers and the mortgage brokers

that are just stacking the deck and ripping people off.

Yeah, I don't know if you knew, but back in the day, it was Quinn and Gator

were those said breakers of legs.

Yeah, that's ancient history. Gator's got his head screwed on straight, he's fine.

So match looked okay?

Yeah, from what I could tell. I had to leave, but uh, more people were coming in

as I was leaving, so yeah it seemed like it was going - everything went fine.

Cool, awesome. All right I gotta grab my gear. Catch up with you later.

Okay.

I can't believe Lonny sent that email.

Yeah where does he get off going behind your back buying all that gear,

starting his own thing, and charging people for it? We don't do this for the money,

we do this because we wanna learn and understand what we've been through.

Having a bunch of expensive equipment does not make one a true paranormal investigator.

I've dedicated my life to the unearthing of the unknown.

I can go out tomorrow, buy all the same gear without your experience,

it would be worthless.

That idiot doesn't even believe in orbs.

How can you claim to be a ghost searcher if you don't truly believe?

Don't even get me started on that fucking show. "I work for an electrician.

And I hunt ghosts. But because it's a national TV show,

I can't say whether it's real. I don't even care if it's real as long as I get a check.

-Those guys annoy the piss out of me. -Yes.

What about Becky and her constant need to be the center of attention?

It's all about Becky. The world revolves around Becky.

Yeah, with her size that could happen. Bitch was like 600 pounds.

Remember the time she thought she saw a child spirit on video,

and it turned out to be the kid's clothes rack? I mean come on.

She thought she was the bees knees for like three weeks until you told her she was wrong.

Well that's why I run the best group in the area. We know what orbs are.

We do our research before we hit a location, and we scrutinize our evidence.

And we don't do the same locations over and over again.

I hated working with Becky. We went to the same two houses in one cemetery like 30 times.

That's great stuff, thank you very much. Can I get your name and position again?

Jerry Garmin, custodian.

So can I call you Jerry or -

You know, I have a pen you could use.

No thanks. I wanna use this one. It's important to me.

It - it looks kind of expensive.

It is, it was a gift from my grandfather. He's a journalist too. He even won a few awards.

So now what?

Well I guess we could take some more pictures, and then I figure we could talk

to one of the costume guys and get some information on what it's like to scare people.

Okay, well that's as good a plan as any.

We should grab that guy. Excuse me sir.

Yes?

Hi, I'm with Scare-O-Rama dot com, and I was wondering

if I could get a picture with you and my associate?

Certainly my friend. I know your site well. Shall I terrify the lovely young maiden?

Uh, sure.

That's perfect. Hold it just like that.

Great costume. How long have you worked here?

Oh I don't work here.

Do you have it?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

You're okay. Shake it off. Don't give this pricks the satisfaction

of ruining your night. They're just jealous anyway.

Don't tell me you just put your hands on me, Quinn.

We all know you're not too bright, but even you aren't that stupid.

Hey, break it up!

Look guys, chill out. You don't want the hassle, and I don' t want the headache.

Actually I was just catching up with a couple of old friends.

Good to see you again, Brian. Stay out of trouble tonight ladies?

It's starting to get a little freaky.

Dude, your eye's bleeding.

What the hell? Those fuckers upped the ante for the next time we see 'em.

Little is known about what happened that night.

Why the traders went mad. We do know from earlier accounts

that the traders were led by a man called Beauregard the Red

on account of his brutal tactics with the local native population.

He was by far the most powerful of the group of traders.

A large man standing over 6 feet tall.

The lone survivor, of the few things he remembered in his madness,

saw Beauregard the Red take a knife to the eye,

pull out that knife, and use it to kill his attacker.

Cut.

Make sure you edit that.

You guys want the VIP package?

-Listen kid, keep your package away from my wife.

What was that?

I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe you thought of it.

You know how batshit crazy this guy is.

Come on, it is part of the story.

Let's just get it over with. If this screwball makes us look bad, you're off the team.

We are standing inside the traveling exhibit, Clown Town.

The owner, Colonel Joe, has agreed to speak with us. Here he is now..

Colonel Joe, you are now being broadcast internationally.

So tell us what you know about what happened here 260 years or 13 score ago.

What was that you said Joe?

Feel free to start anytime now Joe. We're webcasting live here.

Earth to Colonel Joe! Are you receiving me?

-What the fuck?

That is how you slay the dragon looming over us:

the insanity unleashed upon that infamous night.

Ore from the surrounding hills has protected this area

since before white man's corruption of this place. This ore harvested from the very

earth we stand upon forged with air and fire and tempered with these waters

is transformed into the only weapon that can defeat this evil.

I spent decades accumulating the largest armory of weapons melded from this

hallowed ground. Behold, for you have now tasted its purity and perfection.

You're fucked in the head, you crazy asshole!

By the way, Jennifer, she's with me now! Henry, cut!

What this man said about the ground in this area is correct.

The mineral content in the soil is responsible for a number of geologic abnormalities.

And also strangely enough, it has produced an inordinate amount of

wild mustard seed plants for an area at this latitude!

Dude, who are you?

I've conducted my own investigation in this site and into other paranormal activity

in the area. Did you know there have been a number of MCEs here at the lake shore?

All across the region. MCEs we should probably explain for our viewers.

What's with this "we" shit? Miles, get back in frame.

MCEs as we call them, are Mass Casualty Events. -Jennifer -

do you have your pepper spray? - There have been -

I'm just trying to help you guys out. You're a little over your head.

-Are you okay? -I'm fine.

But you're bleeding. Look I'm going back to the arena to get my stuff,

and there's a first aid kid there if you need it.

I said we're fine.

Fair - fair enough. Have a good one.

I told you I could use a bodyguard.

You are such a rock star.

Beast, are you still here?

JB? Gator?

Is anyone still here?

Oh, buddy I didn't see you there. You didn't see where Jim ran off to, did you?

All right, I got all of the research for the next segment.

Each card represents a different segment.

Okay. Gotcha.

1,000 is the number of immigrants in the shantytown.

Vice, switch to the booze, gambling, and prostitution.

1895 is the year of the blizzard.

October 17 is the day of the riots.

After this, we go meet Winklosky in the parking lot.

Big night?

Huge night.

On with the show.

The site that you see today was built in the 1900's. But back in the 1880's,

this site was essentially a shanty town for poor immigrants.

In the early 1890's, the estimated population of the immigrant workers was

more than 1,000. At first, local officials basically turned a blind eye

to what was happening on the other side of the tracks.

Among the rows of tents and hovels was an even seedier side.

There were tin shacks for gambling, tin shacks for rot gut liquor,

and even tin shacks for prostitution. Village leaders tolerated this as long as it was

kept out of view from the townspeople,

and as long as they got a cut of this illicit trade.

That all changed in 1895.

After several years of mild winters, mother nature returned with a vengeance.

In early October, over a foot of snow fell, and no one was prepared.

Everyone was cold, wet, hungry and tired.

No one knows exactly what happened, but on October 17 of that year, violence erupted.

The villagers tried to stop it, but were met with resistance.

When they entered this area, two of them were eviscerated. The villagers surrounded them and

let it play itself out. For five days, the sounds of the dreadful violence

filled the air, but on the sixth day it stopped and everything went silent.

Villagers moved in, and when they did, they saw signs of violence

so unimaginable that it had - it was like they had stepped into hell itself.

Some of the villagers blamed it on a questionable provenance of cheaply peddled liquor.

Others attributed the carnage to God's wrath in response to the sinful activities

that were taking place in this underbell- belly of poverty.

Ultimately it was all swept under the rug. All traces of the immigrant camps were removed.

The site was cleaned up and was transformed into a park and fairgrounds.

No actual account of this story has ever been recorded in print,

but a local historian has agreed to meet us here tonight.

Craziness.

You got scared.

They're all crazy in there. You don't know who's acting, who's playing.

-I'm sorry. -It's okay.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Look, I paid for the VIP tour, and no one else did.

But everyone else got to do the same stuff.

As a matter of fact, the lines were shorter for them than they were for me.

Your advertisements also said that there would be over 100-

-costumed characters in the main attraction.

I went through there twice, and only counted 14.

Do you want to go?

No, we can't let this night be a total waste.

Let's get some more material and then we can head out.

Who's that guy?

Just one autograph, JB. We have to leave soon, and you promised to give us one. Do you remember?

Not offhand.

Well you did. My mom was here, and her boyfriend too. And she heard you, and he did too.

Yep, that's right. You did.

I don't know, let's go find out.

And my mom let me paint my room red and black just like your colors.

I also have your pictures on my wall. Can we go out some time?

I'm a little bit older than you, so I don't know if your mom would approve.

Oh no, I don't mind.

Did you find that pen yet? Oh ladies, I'm sorry, this has been a real pleasure,

but I forgot that I have an interview with the local media.

You know how it is with these cats. It's like -

-Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines. So it's just something I have to do.

But Fourth Estate, you gotta love it, you know?

What the heck? What do you mean, Fourth Estate?

By the way, who are you guys?

We were just about to ask you the same thing.

I'm JB Destiny, and you do not know how happy I am to see you.

Thank you so much for agreeing to meet us, Mr. Winklosky.

I believe that you said your grandfather has passed on the history of this site to you.

That would be correct. My family has resided here since the mid-19th century.

Uh, my grandfather was four years old in 1895,

but he bore witness to many of the savage acts that were committed on this very site.

That's amazing. What did your grandfather share with you?

Young man, I will say this only once: you should leave this place.

Evil exists on this site. You have no idea. This place has been blighted for millennia.

When the white men arrived, they were delighted to see the shoreline uninhabited

despite it being a prime area for travel and trade. But soon they realized the horrors

of why this place was deserted by the indigenous people since the time of Christ.

To this day, no one really knows who built the ancient burial mounds

that are scattered up and down the river.

Cannibalism, people disemboweled,

people wearing the - the - the skins of - of other people. No, no, no, you have no idea.

Oh my God.

I was afraid of this. You're gonna have to leave this place or you're all gonna die!

Oh my God, oh my God!

We've gotta call 911! Oh shit, we can't get a signal!

The security office! They must have a landline there!

Police. Who are you, where's the fortune teller?

Police. Who are you, where's the fortune teller?

No dude, I've seen your site. That's pretty cool.

Did you hear that?

So how was your wrestling match?

Uh you know, went pretty good, but I took -

Quick, call 911, someone just killed himself in a parking lot.

You just say the parking lot?

Yeah, right out front.

Do you have a landline? Call the police!

Look, I got it all on my laptop, right here, I'll show you.

Okay, everyone relax. Just let me see what you got.

Are you kidding me? Get the security and medical guys out there now!

Do you sign my paycheck?

What are you talking about? Somebody is dead!

Are you the one signing my paycheck? Because if you aren't,

then do not tell me how to do my job. Got that Skippy?

JB, did you hear that?

Maybe it's firecrackers?

No, I don't think those are firecrackers, kid.

Wait, where's my brother?

I haven't seen him since we were down in the arena.

I mean you don't think that was his gun, do you?

That's the thing. I can't really tell.

Who's your brother?

He's a plain clothes cop. Actually he kinda looks kinda like-

Oh, he's your brother?

Yeah why? Did you see him?

Yeah he got me out of a jam with these two big guys over there about a half hour ago?

Okay, you two wait here while I go check it out.

Bro, unless you got eyes in the back of your head, six eyes are better than two.

We'll help you find him.

You cool with that?

I'm a big girl. Besides, I'll have you two strapping male specimens with me.

Cool, okay. Hang tight. My brother shows up, you tell him to wait here for us. Thanks bud.

Yeah.

Follow me. I wanna check a hunch out about that door over there. Call it journalist instinct.

What about the others?

No, this'll just take a minute. We can still see this spot from over there. Come on.

Oh my God, are you okay?

This place has gotten awfully weird in the last half an hour.

Yeah, Gator and Renee definitely had the right idea cutting out early.

So you about ready for a van full of kids?

Yeah sure.

Right after I see you pull your bottom lip over the top half of your entire face.

Man, I don't think that's part of the show,

-I think that's real. -What the hell is that? What the hell?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, what's your problem?

Get off of me! What - what are you doing? What's wrong with you? Come on!

Hey come on, let's get outta here. Come on.

Get the boys outta here now!

-You can't leave us. -No,I gotta go get JB and Beast.

I can't leave 'em, go! Get outta here now! Go!

No, no, no, get outta here! Go on, go!

Stay here.

-What? Where are you going? -There's a gun in that tent.

-Are you crazy? We need to find help! -We - We need protection

if we're gonna get outta here. I'll be right back. Stay here.

Aiden.

Quinn? Is that you? Oh!

How do I know you didn't just make this video, trying to pass it off as the real deal.

I see this shit on the internet all the time.

You know, if this is one of those half-assed prank videos,

then you've got a seriously fucked up sense of humor.

Why would we fake something like this?

Either way it doesn't matter. This is a mobile office.

We're not gonna set up a landline for a two-week stint. And my cellular phone?

It's shit. I haven't had a signal all weekend.

You know what? You know what, screw this, I - I - I can get the cops from my laptop.

Just - just give me a minute.

Ugh, what's up?

It's me. I'm back, come on, let's get outta here.

Aiden? I'm so scared!

What the hell is going on?

Now I understand what Joe was talking about.

The end has come, and I'm going to be there to stop him.

Somebody has got to stop him.

Wait, stop what?

JB! JB!

Behind you!

Thanks for the assist.

I couldn't find much, but I thought you should have these. He died trying to save us.

Where's the girl?

Okay, go get her. I need to get the two of you out of here,

otherwise my brother would've died in vain. Go. Go now. Go, go, go.

No!

Quinn! You son of a bitch! What the -

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Put it down. Put it down. Put the blade down.

What was that?

Let it go. It was either him or you.

Doesn't make it any easier.

That's what makes you human. And him...

whatever the hell he is. Come on.

The most merciful thing in the world I think

is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.

We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of the infinity.

And it was not meant that we should voyage far.

H.P. Lovecraft.