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♪ ♪

[deep laughter]

[crow squawks]

- So you guys are, what,

collecting nightmares or something?

- Are we rolling?

- Yeah, uh, sorry. Rolling.

- This is Annie, take one. A and B, common mark.

- We're interviewing victims of strange traumas,

creating a community.

Can you tell me how all of this started, Annie?

- Aidan.

My ex was a cheater.

Every time he'd cheat, I felt like it was my fault.

And every time he'd apologize,

I'd believe it was the last time.

- We've all done things we're not proud of.

- What if I told you, if you wanted to get rid of

the person that hurt you, all you had to do

was write their name on a piece of paper?

Make an offering and they'd never bother you again?

- What kind of offering?

- A drop of blood.

If I didn't see what I saw, I'd judge me too.

- I'm not judging you.

- You should.

[ominous music]

♪

- [gasps]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[electricity sparking]

♪

[sniffles]

[ambient music]

[birds chirping]

[phone buzzes]

- I love you.

♪

[phone buzzes]

Stop, stop.

- Who is she?

- I don't know who you're talking about.

- I read the text messages.

- You're misinterpreting.

- And the pictures?

Did I misinterpret those too?

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry.

- [cries] - I love you.

I'm sorry.

[echoing] I love you, I'm sorry.

♪

[metal sharpens]

[metal snips]

- Good-bye, asshole.

♪

[gasps]

♪

[rock music]

- [chuckles]

♪ ♪

Oh, yes.

- That better not be your girlfriend.

- I already told you. It's over.

- Hmm. - I promise.

- Yeah, well, that's also what you said

the last time you cheated on her with me.

- Listen,

I told you...

[tense music]

♪

♪

[electricity sparking]

♪

Hello?

Rebecca?

Hello?

Screw this.

[startles]

Rebecca?

Uh, are you Rebecca?

Uh, I'm not sure if I'm in the right spot.

This is, uh, 1114 Bleecker Street, yeah?

Are you deaf?

[inhuman chittering]

[shriek]

What?

♪

[straining]

[chittering]

Hello?

♪

Hello?

[heart beating]

♪

Shit!

♪

[rusted metal swinging]

[gasps]

[droplet falls]

[breathing heavily]

What?

[phone line trilling]

- 911, please state your emergency.

- Uh, yeah, um...

I think I'm being chased.

- Where are you now, sir?

- Please, um, I'm in a dark warehouse.

The address is 1114 Bleecker Street.

Please come.

- Let me guess, the perpetrator has pale skin,

pointy fangs, sharp claws,

and yellow, glowing eyes?

[suspenseful music]

- What?

- You're not the first punk to pull this prank.

Tell your idiot friends to stop calling.

- Wait--no, no, no, no, no, no. This is not a prank.

- Don't call here again. [line disconnects]

- What?

Hello?

♪

[mouse clicking]

[chittering]

[rusted metal swinging]

Rebecca?

Is that you?

[droplets falling]

♪

♪

[metal rattles]

- Who's there?

- I don't know what was in that room, but...

I think the note that I wrote was in there.

Aidan knows my handwriting,

and maybe that's why he called me.

[phone line trilling]

What do you want?

- Hey, babe. - [sighs]

- Babe, I need your help.

- With what?

- I'm--I'm locked in, like, this warehouse.

I need you to come now.

- Oh, my God.

- Annie?

Annie?

Annie,

did you write my name on a bloody piece of paper?

- I was really hoping you wouldn't fall for it.

I wanted to be wrong, Aidan.

- Annie, did you and Rebecca do this?

[suspenseful music]

Did you two set this up?

Why are you doing this to me?

- You did this to you.

- [yells]

- You could have ignored Rebecca

or whatever it's calling itself.

- Annie?

What do you mean, "it"?

- I...

♪

- [gasps]

- You can't help yourself.

You don't care who you hurt.

- That's not true.

- You broke my heart.

- Annie, it was a fight.

People fight.

- I loved you and you cheated on me

over and over and over.

- [gasps]

Annie, I'm not screwing around. I need your help.

- Do you know what it feels like?

To know the person you love is lying to your face?

It feels like someone ripping your heart out

over and over and over.

- [heavy breathing]

[thud]

Tell me what you want and I'll do it.

- I want you to feel what I feel.

I want two years of my life back.

I want to be over you, but

I'll settle for an apology.

- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Annie, please.

- You're sorry you got caught.

You're sorry you're gonna die tonight.

[chittering]

You're not sorry for what you did.

- Annie,

what do you mean, "die"?

♪

Annie, I love you.

I love you, I love you. I really do, please.

- You've never been in love.

You're just a great liar.

I got to go. - No!

Don't, don't!

Don't, don't do this, please, Annie.

You can still help me.

If you love me like I love you,

you would help me. I would do the same for you.

Please, Annie!

- Good-bye, Aidan.

- No, no, no, no, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

[chittering]

[yelling] What is in here with me?

Annie?

Aah!

[glass breaking]

I screwed up!

I'm a screw-up, okay?

Do you think I like being this way?

[rusted metal swinging]

I hate myself!

Give me one more chance to make it right.

Please.

I'm sorry.

[chittering]

[crying]

Please, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Aah! No!

- [inhuman shrieking]

[door unlatches]

- [sniffs]

[whimpering]

[creaking]

[groans]

♪

[spits]

Bitch!

[gasps]

- [shrieks]

- [screaming] No! No!

[flesh tearing]

[groaning]

♪

[door unlatches]

[creaking]

♪

- You know, they never even found his body.

- You realize that by telling us this,

you are, at the very least, implicating yourself

in Aidan's disappearance?

- I didn't think it would kill him.

- What would you say to someone else in your position?

- He's not worth it.

- We got it.

We're done, guys.

[siren wailing]

[ominous music]

[spoon clanking]

- [slurps]

What's up, Doc?

- I'll be right here, honey.

- Thank you, Mommy.

- Doc?

- Doc 'cause of-- the documentary you're making.

Where am I supposed to look?

I'll just--this is better, I'll look at you.

- Tell me how long it's been--

- What happened to your face? - Marianne!

- It's fine.

It's, it's really fine.

Um...

- I have these really bad nightmares, uh...

Have you ever babysat before?

- Once or twice.

- I used to babysit.

I had this little girl, her name was Abby,

and she was my favorite.

You know, until she got possessed by the devil

and tried to murder me.

[muffled shouting] - Abby, calm down, wait--

- Get off of me! - No-no-no, calm down.

- [shouts]

- What are you-- calm down, okay?

- No! [floorboards pounding]

[screams]

[telephone ringing]

♪

[door unlocks]

[ringing continues]

♪

[music stops, telephone beeps]

- Hello?

Hi. Hi, Mrs. Clifford.

Yeah, yeah. No, everything is fine.

I was just putting sweet Abby to bed.

[chuckles]

[girl screaming]

Sure, sure. No, no, no, I can stay later.

Yeah. No, no, of course not.

No, take all the time you need.

No. [girl screams]

No, everything here is totally cool.

[glass shatters] [girl screams]

Yes, I-I will.

Okay, bye.

[loud thud]

[girl groaning]

Abby?

[suspenseful music]

♪

Abby!

[breathing shakily]

♪

- [evil giggle]

♪

[sinister hiss]

- [screams]

[doorbell rings]

[dog barking]

Oh, my God, Bobby, I called you 30 minutes ago!

What took you so long?

- Whoa. Relax, psycho.

I wasn't exactly prepared

to come and help you babysit tonight.

You're welcome, by the way.

Now, what happened to you?

- Did you bring the stuff?

- You mean my brother's hockey gear,

a water bottle, and a crucifix?

Yeah. What's all this for--

Ugh!

[eerie music]

This is where you babysit?

Who are these people, like, art collectors or something?

- Bobby, Bobby, you have to promise me

that you won't tell anybody about this.

- Tell anyone about what?

[gasps] Oh, my gosh, are you pregnant?

- No, Bobby! But--promise.

- Okay, fine. I promise.

- Abby, the little girl I'm babysitting...

- Mm-hmm.

- I think she's possessed.

- [snickers]

[laughs]

What do you mean she's possessed?

[loud crash] [both gasp]

[demon growls]

- I think maybe I should show you.

- I called my best friend, Bobby.

He's the sweetest guy in the whole world, and

he's the only person that I thought I could trust with this.

He didn't believe me. [laughs]

He thought that I was crazy,

so the only thing I could do was show him.

[eerie music]

- [whimpering]

- Oh, my God.

You duct-taped this girl to the bed?

- What? I didn't have any rope.

- Help me!

- Look, I love you, but I draw the line

at being an accessory to... whatever this is.

- [crying]

- It's okay, baby girl.

- No, Bobby, don't!

- [growling]

[terrifying music]

[hurls]

[evil laughter]

- [screams]

- [possessed laughter]

- [screams]

- Silence!

- God?

- Close.

Bobby, meet Father Mayii.

Father Mayii, this is Bobby.

- It's a pleasure to meet you, Bobby.

So glad you could join us for this.

- Um...hi.

[whispering] Marianne, who is this?

- [sighs] Before I called you,

I went online to see if I could get any help

on this kind of...thing,

and I found Father Mayii.

- I will be assisting you

through your exorcism this evening.

- He's got really good reviews on Yelp.

- [groans]

[screams]

- Can you give us a second?

- Actually, no, the timing is really of the es--

- Marianne, you need to call her parents.

- And say what? I'm sorry

I let your daughter get possessed by a demon?

- I just don't think we should be performing exorcisms.

- Why are you always such a downer?

This is just like that time in camp

when you wouldn't jump in the lake.

- I almost drowned.

- And Tommy Davis came right after you

and gave you mouth-to-mouth.

You guys dated, like, all summer.

- Tommy Davis gave me mono!

- [demonic growling]

[evil laughter]

- Are you gonna help me or not?

- Okay, fine.

[items clattering]

- Um, just a precursor, um...

I, like, kind of don't believe in this type of stuff.

- And, um, I'm--I'm agnostic

and a quarter Jewish on my mother's side.

Is--is that gonna be a problem?

- It'll have to do--o.

Now, before we begin, I must warn you,

this demon will do everything in its power...

[audio skipping] To distra--you--two--two--two--

Matter what ha--a--a--

do not--

- [groans] The Wi-Fi here sucks.

- I just got Fiber.

- [gasps] - It's amazing.

- It could mean certain death.

Is that clear?

- Yes, Father. - Sure.

- Good.

Now, before we begin...

[dramatic music]

I just need a name and credit card number.

♪

[camera shutter clicking]

♪

- Bobby, bring the water.

♪ ♪

May this water be pure and cast out thine enemy.

In Jesus name, amen.

♪

- Marianne hooked up with Tommy Davis!

- What?

- The power of Christ compels you to shut your mouth!

[water sizzling] - [screaming]

[demonic groaning]

- My Tommy Davis?

- [chuckles] No.

She's just trying to start drama.

- Now both of you repeat after me.

Exorcizamus te veris omnis

infernalis diabolia!

- Uh, exorcist tea...

- Encyclopedia...

- [wicked laughter]

- Santana. - Satan tzatkiki.

- O--kay.

Let's try that one more time.

- Tell him, Marianne.

Tell Bobby why you got mono last year!

- You did hook up with Tommy Davis.

- All right, fine.

Yeah, I made out with him on New Year's Eve.

But it was midnight. I had to kiss somebody.

- Guys, seriously, you're doing this right now?

- I'm--I'm sorry. I know I'm a horrible friend.

- [wicked chuckling]

- It's fine. both: Really?

- Are you kidding?

Marianne hooks up with more gays than I do.

Love you.

- Love you.

- Oh--okay, screw it. Somebody grab the crucifix.

[metal unsheathes] - [heavy breathing]

[tape rips]

[crashing]

- ♪ Follow the Sun...

- Oh, my God, Bobby, are you okay?

- ♪ Follow the Sun up high...

- God,

I hate this song.

- ♪ Taking the time...

- Oh, my God, where'd she go?

Bobby, where'd she go?

♪

- Okay, what's going on?

[energetic music over stereo builds]

What is happening?

- ♪ Sunshine, I feel the energy ♪

- Uh, guys?

- ♪ Sunshine falling down on me ♪

- Hello?

- ♪ Sunshine, don't you hide away ♪

♪ I want sunshine each and every day ♪

- [shrieks]

- [screaming]

Bobby! Bobby!

- Bobby, the crucifix, now!

[sizzles] - [demonic groan]

- I command you, demon,

release this child!

With these final words, I--

[audio skipping] Cas--bac--

- What's he saying?

- This Wi-Fi sucks!

[chimes]

[terrifying music]

- [growls]

♪

[woman giggles]

- Why are all the lights out? - Hello?

Where is everyone? [rapid footfall]

[door closes]

Marianne?

[suspenseful music]

- Mommy, Daddy!

- Oh, sweetie. - Hey, what are you doing up?

Hey, what's all over you? - Ooh.

- Sorry about that, Mr. Clifford.

Things got a little messy.

- Well, that's all right.

Thank you so much for looking after her.

- Can we call you a ride? - Oh, no, I have one.

Thank you. Good night.

- Well--oh-- good night.

[ominous music]

♪

[engine turns over]

- [snarling]

- I'm sorry, Bobby.

I'm gonna call Father Mayii as soon as I get back,

and he's gonna fix this, I promise.

♪

[tape rips]

- [snarls] - [screaming]

[laughing]

- Why is it funny, Marianne?

- Have you tried telling the police

that your best friend stole your car

after the devil jumped out of the little girl

you were babysitting and into him

because of a messed-up internet connection

and a botched exorcism? Because...

[laughing]

- I can't say that I have.

- [laughing]

- Marianne, what happened to Bobby?

- Oh-- [laughing]

- We should go.

[ominous music]

Can I please have that back?

♪

- If you can't laugh about these things,

it'll just drive you crazy.

- Thanks for the advice.

- How do you sleep with that in your head?

- I don't.

- ♪ Follow the Sun follow the Sun ♪

♪ Follow the Sun up high

♪ Together we'll be in harmony ♪

♪ Taking the time we will find our way ♪

♪

♪ Sunshine falling down on me now ♪

♪ Sunshine don't you hide away ♪

♪ I want sunshine each and every day ♪

♪ Sunshine