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[eerie music]

♪

- It's weird to talk about it like this,

with cameras.

- Common mark.

Do people think that you're just looking for attention?

- Yeah, they do.

[birds squawking]

You're lucky.

- How is that?

- Uh, I just mean...

whatever happened to you,

you wear it every day.

Then people have to believe you.

- People believe what they want to believe.

- Well, what do you believe?

[birds squawking loudly]

Uh, okay, do you want me to talk to the--

- Yeah. Um, sorry.

How have the events of that night affected you?

- It sounds so dumb, but before it happened,

I was one of the popular girls at my school.

- And now?

- Now I'm--

[chuckles] I'm the witch who worships the devil.

Have you ever used one?

- A Ouija board?

When I was a kid.

- Yeah.

Because it's fun.

It's fun to be scared, right?

That is, until there's actually something to be scared of.

[thunder rumbling]

- The next day, an angry mob dragged them into the woods

to a spot that would soon be known as Gallows Hill.

There, they were hung by their necks until dead.

Then they were buried in unmarked graves

underneath this very tree

that we're camping below.

19 dead witches buried

at this exact spot.

- Wait.

If the graves were unmarked,

then how do we know that this is the exact spot?

- [scoffs] Really, Ava?

Why do you always have to ruin everything?

Just go with it, okay?

- Bad enough I have to pee in the woods.

Then it starts raining.

- Katie, can you stop whining for, like, two minutes?

You've been complaining this whole trip.

- What'd I miss?

- Oh, I've got a surprise.

- Come on. Seriously?

- Is it for real?

- They sell it at toy stores.

What do you think?

- It doesn't matter where it comes from, Ava.

It's what it symbolizes.

We're gonna use this board to contact the witches

that were buried here.

- Allegedly buried here.

- How does it work?

I mean, is it, like, a spell or something?

- I don't know.

Let's check the instructions, Jess.

- It's really easy.

We just put our hands on the pointer.

Then we ask the witch a question,

and the witch moves the pointer

and spells out the answers.

- Cool.

- Come on. Let's do it.

Everybody put two fingers on it.

- That's what she said.

- [laughs] - Really?

Come on. Let's focus.

[rain pattering]

- Wait, wait, wait.

I want to 'Gram this.

- Really, Katie?

- Oh, my gosh, Katie, you 'Gram everything.

- What the hell?

- What?

- I swear my phone was at, like, 40%.

- Okay, no phones.

Let's go.

Oh, unholy spirits,

we call unto thee,

seeking the truth to our unanswered questions.

Are you there?

- Guess they're not home.

- Quick, give me your necklace.

- No, no way. This is an heirloom.

- It's scaring away the spirits.

Come on; you'll get it back after the game.

- Okay, just be careful with it, will you, please?

- Yeah.

- Hey!

- Don't worry.

Your necklace isn't going anywhere.

Now, come on, guys. Let's concentrate.

Oh, entities from beyond,

can you hear us?

[eerie music]

♪

- No way.

- Relax. It was just Jess.

- Was not, I swear.

Are you the spirits of the Salem witches?

- Okay, seriously, Jess, just cut it out.

- I told you this isn't me.

- If it's not the witches, then...

what does it want?

- A...

- V.

- Screw you, Jess. I'm out of here.

Seriously, you took it too far.

This is stupid.

What the heck?

You guys, this is-- this is stuck.

I can't get it. - What do you mean, it's stuck?

- I don't know. It just won't open.

What the heck?

Seriously, Jess, I cannot get this open.

♪

♪

- Katie, will you pass me the knife?

Katie?

Oh, my God, Ava!

- What? Katie!

- What the hell?

- What's wrong with her?

- I don't know! - Jess!

Well, do something! - Where do you come from?

- Make it stop!

Oh, my God.

- [screams]

- Jess! Jess!

- It won't let go of me! Help!

- Jess, just let go already!

- Help!

Let me go!

What the hell, Ava? Where are you going?

Ava, get back here!

Are you kidding me?

Ava, don't leave me!

Ava, help me!

[yelling continues]

[thunder rumbling]

[screaming]

[dramatic music]

- Jess.

- Is it over?

- I think so.

Katie. Katie.

- [whimpers] I'm cold.

- I'll make a fire.

And I know exactly what to start it with.

- Don't touch it!

[ominous music]

- I don't talk to Jess and Katie anymore.

Well, actually, they don't talk to me, so...

They just wanted to act like it never happened.

Jess told everybody I was making it up.

And then Katie went along with it.

- Why didn't you pretend like it never happened?

- I know that demons

or ghosts or witches,

it's all real.

How can life be normal after that?

- How did you know that your necklace

would repel the spirit?

- Sometimes I think that I got lucky

with the necklace, and then sometimes I think

that it's because I believed so much that it would,

that I wanted it so much.

Sometimes I still feel it,

like this thing is right behind me--

just, like, hovering.

- Now?

[birds squawking]

- My God, those birds never shut up.

Sorry.

- Have they always followed you around?

- Since after.

Do you ever think that that thing in your notebook

could still be out there somewhere?

- That's why I just have to keep moving.

- I get that.

- Also because it is still chasing me.

- What?

Wait.

- Do you prefer "Bugger" or "Bradley"?

- "Bugger" is fine.

- Bugger, take one. A and B.

Common mark.

- Do you mind holding this newspaper

like this, please, to the camera?

That's perfect.

Did you get that?

- Bugger, do you think you could tell me

how old you are in that photo?

- I was--

I was ten when it happened.

- And how old was your sister?

- Where did you get this?

- I came across that newspaper

when I was investigating another story

in another town.

- You've done a lot of these interviews

in other towns?

- I have.

What's wrong?

- There's a story like mine in every town?

- That's why we have to stick together.

You said that you were kidnapped as a boy.

Is that correct?

- Yes.

- Can you tell me what happened

after you were kidnapped?

- I--

I d--

I don't talk about after. It's--

- Can you tell me about before, then, please?

- [sighs] Uh...

We had just moved to a new town,

my dad and my--

my sister.

[electronic pop music]

♪

- Bugger. What are you doing?

Would you pick up this trash?

Almost broke my leg.

- Goal, bee-yatch!

- Hey, watch your mouth.

- "Goal, puta"?

- Oh, that's better.

- We're thousands of miles away from Mexico, dickwad.

Nobody speaks Spanish up here in crackerville.

- Hey, news flash. We're crackers.

Can you get your feet off of there?

Feet.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

- Is this all the mail?

- Yeah. Sorry, Len.

I think your boyfriend has better stuff to do

than write letters.

- I wasn't looking for a letter from Tim.

- Uh, then what were you looking for, some crap?

- Forget about it, dipshit.

- Hey, enough

with the cussing and the fighting.

Come on.

Your mom would-- wouldn't have--

- Mom wouldn't have what, Dad?

- [sighs]

I'm gonna be home really late.

I got graveyard shift again,

so listen.

Lenny, this one in bed by 10:00.

Bugger, don't hassle your sister, alright?

- Knock 'em dead, Dad.

- Funny, very funny.

- Hasta luego. - Uh-huh.

- You're dead, Lenny.

[unsettled music]

♪

[glass shatters]

- Bugger!

- Sorry.

- Dude, Dad is gonna murder you.

- Then don't tell him, Len.

I never told him when you lost your virginity

to the kitchen spatula.

- You're so dead.

- Then you got to catch me.

- Bugger.

- You crappy doofus.

Ow!

I'm totally gonna tell Dad on you.

Aren't you gonna beat my brains in?

Hello? Lenny, hello?

Are you there, Lenny?

Hello!

Aren't you gonna beat my brains in?

[ominous music]

What?

♪

- Get inside.

Then why do they call you Dispatch

if you can't dispatch him?

This is an emergency.

[sighs]

Yes, please.

When you get around it,

can you tell him to call his daughter?

Thank you.

[ominous music]

♪

[pounding at door]

Who is it?

- Pizza delivery.

Oh, hey.

Can I keep the tip?

- Yeah.

Bugger!

Bugger, it's time for dinner.

Bugger.

Bug?

What are you doing?

You shouldn't read this.

- Len, I'm scared.

I want Dad.

Who wrote it?

- Just--just go to bed, Bug.

- But I didn't eat dinner.

- Okay, well, I'll grab you a piece.

- I'm not hungry.

[thunderclap]

- Me either.

Let's watch TV, but don't tell Dad.

- Don't tell Dad what?

That some jerk wrote this stupid--

- Enough.

- She was taping up blankets

over all the windows.

I think she thought somebody was watching us.

[dramatic music]

♪

[thunder rumbling]

- All right.

No blinds?

No problem.

[clock chiming]

[intense suspenseful music]

♪

- [screams]

- Bugger!

Bugger?

Bugger?

Bugger.

Bugger!

[ominous music]

♪

[electronic pop music playing]

♪

[music stops]

[eerie music]

♪

[clock chiming]

[music intensifies]

[screams]

♪

Open!

Somebody!

Please help me!

Somebody help, please!

Help! Somebody, help!

[ominous music]

♪

♪

[slicing noise]

[rope creaking]

[sirens wailing]

- Mr. Cameron.

We're still searching for your son.

Unfortunately, the weather's about to get nasty.

We're gonna have to call things off for tonight

and just pick things up first thing tomorrow morning.

- What?

- Look, we're gonna find your boy.

Hold on.

Bag it.

Mr. Cameron?

- What is it? - Mr. Cameron, please.

- [yelling] What--what is it? - Mr. Cameron, please.

[suspenseful music intensifies]

Can I get a few officers to the scene?

- You said that your sister was afraid of the envelope

before she even opened it.

Do you know why?

- No, no idea.

Maybe it had something to do with why we moved.

Whatever it was,

Lenny probably thought I was too young to handle it.

I was too young for a lot of things.

- How long were you held captive?

- Ten years...

before I escaped.

I tried to find my dad after,

but he moved away.

- What happened to you, Bugger?

- Um, another time, maybe.

Can I keep this?

I forgot what she looks like.

- Please do.

[sighs]

We should get going.

It's gonna be dark soon.

- How long do we have to keep this up?

- Until we can't.

[birds squawking]

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