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- Hey, how's it going?

- Good.

- Good.

Nice day for a hike.

- Yeah.

Know much about the area?

- About the Terrortory?

- Yeah, the Terrortory.

- Well actually, I've spent
the last two years mapping it.

- Really?

- Really.

- Why?

- Curiosity.

Something to pass the
time during retirement.

But that first month out of here...

- What?

- I saw things.

- Like what?

- The thing is, I could tell you about it

but that would take time.

And I've only got so much daylight.

I don't stay out here past
sundown if I can help it.

- If you don't mind, I can tag along,

hear some stories.

- Sure.

Gonna have to warn you, I
stop a lot to make notes.

- No problem.

- See, the Terrortory's not what everybody

thinks it is.

They think it's this huge
area where bad shit happens.

Yeah, okay it is, but it's not just that.

I mean it's huge.

I myself don't even know where it ends.

- I'm Greg by the way.

- Aiden.

Yeah, it's crazy.

I mean there are whole areas
in it that are relatively safe

to be in.

Hell, there's a whole town
located inside the lines.

- What town?

- Believe me, you've heard of it.

Yeah, the Terrortory's not like one region

where random bad things happen.

The things, like you've
heard of Smiling Jack?

Each thing has its own
area that it stays in.

And there are buffer
zones between the areas.

Buffer zones where it's
completely safe to be in.

- Are we in one right now?

- Yeah.

If you take this trail
and go off to the left

we'll be heading toward the Fountain.

- Doesn't sound so bad.

- Oh, you never heard of it?

- Uh uh.

- Well, I'll tell you the story I've heard.

- This can't be right.

- There hasn't been another road

since we left the highway.

- Maybe we took the wrong exit.

- Well we're not on the map.

No man's land for sure.

Who told you about this place anyways?

- There were some photos at a gallery.

I asked the dealer.

- And he said to vanish off
into the middle of nowhere.

- You didn't have to come.

- And miss out on all the fun?

- I think we passed a country
store right off the exit.

Maybe we should turn around
and ask for directions.

- Megs, that's like 20
minutes back the way we came.

- Maybe we missed the turn.

We should have been there by now.

- Hope I can dodge all this traffic.

Cheery place.

I wouldn't use the restroom if I were you.

Hey.

- Hello, I'm Lamia.

- Lamia, that's a pretty unique name.

- It's my grandmother's.

- It's beautiful.

- Was there something I can help you with?

- Yeah, my wife and me
seem to be a little lost.

There's a garden around here,

somewhere in the forest, I believe.

Can't seem to find the road though.

- You're not lost.

- No?

- You're right here.

It's super close, I can
show you if you like.

- Show me.

- Hey Tom.

- Hey babe.

- Any luck?

- Yeah, it's just, we're just,

- I was just telling your husband that

behind the gas station is a
path that leads to the garden.

It's a really short walk.

You can even leave your car here.

- Really?

- I can show you if you like.

- No thanks, I think I already saw it.

Are you ready?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Thank you.

- There's a fountain.

- What's that?

- In the path, there's a fountain.

Make sure you both make a wish.

- Right, thank you.

- Thank you.

- There.

- Pretty lucky, huh?

- Mhmm.

- Well we could have
been driving for hours.

What, what's wrong?

- Forget it.

- Tell me.

- What was going on in there?

- What are you talking about?

- You were practically drooling on her.

- Who, the girl back at the store?

Come on, Megan.

- I'm just starting to
think that this thing

will never happen.

- What thing?

- Kids, Tom, children?

- Okay, you got me there.

What do kids and the chick at the store

have anything to do together?

- You say you're not ready to have a baby

but I'm starting to
wonder if that's because

you have one foot out the door.

- I don't have one foot out the door.

- And you're looking for an out.

- I'm not looking for an out, Megan.

What happened last year,
that was a mistake,

a big mistake.

But you and I, we've worked so hard

to get through that together.

I don't want you to feel like--

- I know, I'm just insecure, okay?

- You're all I need, Megs.

You're all I want.

Uh, is this it?

- I think so.

- Pff.

Well maybe it's out of season.

That's not good.

- The water looks disgusting.

- Yeah, smells bad too, but fuck it.

Two pennies, two wishes.

What do you say?

- You first.

What'd you wish for?

- You know the rules, I can't tell you.

Your turn.

Did you see enough, ready to go?

We gotta hike.

- Yeah, let's go.

- Okay.

- It shouldn't take this long to get back.

- We haven't left the path.

We stay on it, we get to the road.

- We should have been back by now.

Ooh, ow,

- What's wrong?

- My stomach.

- You gonna be sick?

- Just give me a minute.

- Did you eat something back at the store?

- Mm-mmm.

I'm okay.

- You sure?

- Let's just go.

- That can't be the same fountain.

- How many fountains do you
think are out here, Tom?

- What, I don't know.

Maybe we got turned around somehow.

- In a straight line, on a path?

- Jesus, babe.

Look, sit.

Come on, sit down.

- Something's wrong with me.

- What should I do?

Are you all right?

Okay, I'm just gonna go
up this way for a bit.

Just try for some signal, okay?

- Okay.

Don't be long.

- I won't.

Come on, come on!

Fuck!

Oh, come on, come on!

Megan, Megan!

Megs!

- I wished to be pregnant.

Wish it away, wish it away!

- I don't have any change!

Oh god.

Oh I can't feel the bottom.

There's something in here.

Megs!

- You wanted to fuck the
girl at the gas station.

Well here's your wish come true.

- Morning Sheriff.

Is there anything I can do for you?

- Business been good?

- I can't complain.

- How's your mama?

- Laid up with the gout.

- Uh, shame, nice lady.

- Something I can do for you?

- Some fellow was found naked
wandering along the highway

earlier this morning.

Said he was attacked by some creature

and that his wife was
dead up in them woods.

- Too bad.

- My guess is when I run
the plates on that car

parked outside, it'll come back to them.

You need to quit sending
people out that way.

It ain't right.

- I didn't hear you complain
when I sent your wife

out there last year, Earl.

And she made a little wish of her own.

Anything else?

- That'll do me.

- Have a good day.

- Yeah, I've never heard that one before.

- Yeah, and why is that?

So few stories about the Fountain,

so many about Smiling Jack
and the Midnight Clown.

Wait, stop.

- What's the matter?

- No, we should be okay.

- What?

- Yeah, whenever I run
into someone out here

I always wanna make sure
I'm in a buffer area

because that someone could be a something.

- How you doing?

- Good.

Hiking?

- Not really.

- No?

- You seen any cool shit, mister?

- What do you mean?

- We wanted to see Smiling Jack.

- I think I know where you
might be able to see him.

You sure that's what you wanna do?

It's dangerous.

- He's not fucking real, man.

- Oh he's real, I've seen him.

- You have?

- Bullshit.

- What was he like?

- It's just some dumbass prankster

in a pumpkin mask.

- Can you take us?

- Well, if that's what you really want.

- That's it Tabby, after that,
we're just gonna head back.

- Fine.

- Okay, follow me, it's not that far.

This is Greg, I'm Aiden.

- I'm Tabby, and that's
Lucas, Chase and Conner.

- Okay, it's that way.

You follow the trail
until you see fresh straw

on the ground.

That way you'll know
you're in the right area.

- You guys didn't wanna come with us?

- No, we have other things to check out.

- Like the Whispering Cadaver?

- Yeah, like that.

- Well thanks for showing us.

- You're welcome.

Be careful.

- Take it easy.

- So where we heading next?

- We're gonna follow them.

I wanna show you something.

But we have to be very careful.

- I'm gonna go take a piss.

- What?

- What are you doing?

- Holy shit.

- Yeah.

- Look!

- Hey!

Get the fuck out of here

before we jam that knife up your ass!

We ain't fucking around, pumpkin head.

I fucking warned you.

That's what I thought.

Now get the hell out of here.

- We gotta help.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

There's nothing we can do.

I've seen it chopped to pieces with an ax.

I've seen it shot a dozen times.

Nothing stops it.

- Go, go, go, go!

- Hey!

- What the fuck are you doing?

- Run!

Come on, he's right behind us.

- No, no.

It's okay, the trail is the boundary.

He can't cross it.

- Let me grab it.

- No, no, no, come on, we gotta go, man.

- Thanks, I must have looked at it wrong.

This is the actual boundary.

I gotta make a note.

- All right, let's get out of here.

That thing's freaky as fuck, man.

- No, no, not that way, this way.

- Hey, hold up a minute.

Why the hell do you come out here?

- I need to finish the map.

- You'll get killed before that happens.

Why is it so important?

- Why?

Think about it.

People don't think this place is real.

They think it's some kind of urban legend.

But it is real.

It's a real Bermuda Triangle
of supernatural manifestations.

If I can make an accurate map,

we can study this place safely.

Well then maybe we can figure out

what these things are
and where they come from.

It could save lives.

- Yeah, these things,

why are they all so homicidal?

- Well, they're not.

Not all of them are malevolent.

I've seen some things that were strange

but perfectly harmless.

- So what about this Midnight Clown?

- What about him?

- Is he like Smiling Jack

or would bullets hurt him?

- I'm not sure.

Bullets and weapons don't seem

to hurt these things.

- What does?

- The legends of the
Terrortory give us clues.

There are rules.

If you can beat these
things using their rules,

then I think it hurts them.

- I don't understand.

- Well, take the Midnight
Clown, for instance.

The legend is he only lets one live.

Group of campers comes in, only one leaves

to tell the tale.

- So?

- So, I once saw a smart girl

go in to the Midnight
Clown's territory alone.

She gave him the finger and walked away.

The clown disappeared and
didn't reappear for months.

- And what happened to her?

- Well she got lost trying
to get out of the Terrortory

and wandered into the
Two-Headed Torso's area.

- The Two-Headed Torso?

- Yeah.

- You know what, forget it.

- So you pay attention to the rules

and you can make it out of here.

You've heard of the Pumpkin Trail?

- No.

- Perfectly safe to follow it for a bit.

Don't make it to the end.

Make it to the end of the
pumpkin trail, you die.

- That happened?

Someone made it to the end?

- Yeah, do you wanna hear about it?

- Sure.

- I tell you about my
grandpappy's book, Toe?

- Nope.

- He grew up in the deep south.

My grandpappy used to
sit on the porch at night

listening to the crickets with his friend.

I tell you this story, Coombs?

- Can't say as it rings a bell.

- My grandpappy says that the crickets

would get so loud when the moon came out

he could barely hear
his friend Jigaboo talk.

- Jigaboo?

His friend's name was Jigaboo?

- Yessir.

That's why he called his book

"Jigaboo and the Moon Crickets".

- Bullshit.

- What do you mean?

- He didn't write no book

called "Jigaboo and the Moon Crickets".

- Sure did.

Friend used to bring his
pet monkey sometimes.

That's why he wrote another book called

"Jigaboo and the Porch Monkey".

- You're an ass, Willie.

- Got something.

Oh, bust.

Why'd we come so far out here anyway?

If we'd gone to the beach

at least we'd get some taffy afterward.

- A friend of mine found a damn
diamond ring here last year.

Got 1200 bucks for it.

Says kids come out here all
the time and lose stuff.

- The proof does not appear
to be in the pudding.

- Let's try further on.

- Where are we gonna eat after we're done?

- Golden Corral.

- Oh, we don't gotta
eat there every time.

- Happy Halloween.

- What do you make of that?

A little early for Halloween, ain't it?

- Is it reacting to the
metal around the candle?

- I don't think so.

Huh, holy dang.

It's a nickel.

- What's the year?

- 1873.

- Oh boy, that's old.

- Yeah, as old as you.

Let me check this out here.

Let's see here.

Eh, wrong book, just gonna be a second.

All right, all right, all righty.

Ah, hoo boy, 1873, is that right?

- Yeah?

- It got a shield on the back?

- Yeah.

- Ooh boy.

What kind of shape's it in?

- I don't know.

What's it worth, Sherlock?

- Somewhere between $24 and $1800 dollars.

So even if it ain't in great shape,

still worth a couple hundred bucks.

- I think you're gonna
owe your friend a bourbon.

- Hey.

I'm checking that one.

Hey.

Oh.

You think it's real?

- Sure is.

- What is this?

- What do you mean?

- Why would somebody come out here

and leave pumpkins and light candles?

- Kids do weird shit.

- Yeah, sure.

Is it a coincidence that we
keep finding things near 'em?

- Well, there's one way to find out.

If there's something near that one,

it's probably not a coincidence.

It's gold.

Over an ounce, probably.

- What's that worth?

- Couple thousand.

- Why would anybody do this?

- None of these finds
look buried, do they?

- They're obviously buried.

- No, but I mean,
doesn't look like someone

dug a hole, dropped the
stuff and then refilled it.

- No.

- So that means that they found the stuff

with a detector, but instead of digging

they marked it with a pumpkin.

- Why would anybody do that?

- Who cares?

Let's get all we can 'fore they come back.

- What do you mean?

What do you think?

- Well, they found the stuff

but they didn't dig it up.

Fair game to me.

- Finders keepers, right Coombs?

- Way I see it.

- Well it's gonna get dark soon.

If we're gonna get to it,
we better get steppin.

- Go.

- Oh.

Ah, what'd you get?

- Silver certificates.

- Nice.

- Wow!

- Hey guys?

Come here.

- Holy dang.

- Hoowee!

- We ain't got much time
till we lose the sun.

Let's get to work, come on.

- Is that the last one?

- Looks like it.

- What the?

Looks like a cup or
something from the Middle Ages.

- Yeah, so what is that doing here?

- What do you mean?

- We didn't have the Middle Ages.

- Hah, everybody had the Middle Ages.

- You don't know much about
the Middle Ages, do you, Tom?

- Yeah, sorcery, witches,
demons, black magic,

that sort of thing.

- The Middle Ages was in Europe.

Way before America was a country.

So what is that doing buried here?

- Don't know, we'll figure it out later.

Let's just get out of here
before it's full dark.

- What the hell is going on?

- Well we got the headlamps.

- We ain't got time to
search all those, Willie.

- What do you think, Toe?

Should we search some more or go home?

- I could use a new truck.

- You sure you know how
to get us out of here

in the dark?

- It's not rocket science.

I got a compass.

- Well, if we're gonna do this,

we best do it quick.

- Biiiiig pumpkin.

Biiiiig treasure.

- Look at this.

I think it's a gold doubloon.

An honest to god doubloon.

- Like in the Crimson Pirate?

- Like in the damn Crimson Pirate.

- All I found was this gold necklace.

- All this stuff can't be real.

- What if it is?

- Then what's it doing out here?

- Where's Toe?

- Toe!

Toe?
- Toe?

- Toe!

- Probably off taking a piss someplace.

- Toe!

- Might as well search these last few

and then take off.

Still make it back to
Taber's for a couple of beers.

- Nothing near this one.

- Nothing?

- What is it?

Holy Jesus!

- What happened?

- Yeah, there's no service around here.

- Is it a sinkhole, or quicksand or what?

- Get your bag Willie, we gotta go.

We gotta get help.

- I don't wanna leave him.

- He's dead, Willie,
there's nothing we can do.

Come on!

Come on, let's get out of here.

Forget that stuff.

- I, I think it's gone.

- Willie, which way?

- Uh, left.

Left, I think.

- Willie, think about it.

Which way?

- Left, definitely left!

- So if everybody who makes it to the end

of the Pumpkin Trail dies,

how's that story actually get out?

- I'm not sure.

- The picture in your
backpack, who is that?

- My daughter.

- Ah, how old is she?

Oh, I'm sorry.

- About what?

- Is she dead?

- No.

Just far away.

Oh, dammit.

- What?

- We're not
gonna make it out of here

before sun down unless we
cross the Crybaby Bridge.

- And we don't wanna do that?

- No.

- Can you find a safe
place for us to camp?

- I think so.

Nothing's 100 percent.

I'll put us next to one of
the more harmless regions.

- Well, lead the way.

- This should be okay.

- Yeah, how sure are you?

- I think we're good.

- You think we could start a fire?

- Yeah.

So you never really told
me why you're out here.

- Just exploring.

I heard the stories and
I was, well, curious.

You gonna start that?

- Yeah, sure.

Yeah, so if we head south
and skirt the Wendigo's area

and then head west a little bit

we should be completely
out of the Terrortory.

Then our biggest problem is
getting back to our cars.

- Wendigo?

- A campfire story before bed then.

- That was a pretty short story.

- Yeah, well they can't all be winners.

- The thing is, I have
my own story to tell.

All those Midnight
Clown stories you heard.

You know the one about six people

who came out to the
woods to shoot a shitty

found footage movie?

Three guys, three girls came
out just to shoot a movie.

Saw some balloons in a tree,

didn't think anything about it.

- That was a warning.

- What?

- Yeah, the balloons were a warning.

You can find them all around the outskirts

of the Midnight Clown's territory.

- He warns people away?

- No, he needs people to come in

so he can kill them and send
one off to tell the tale, but,

I think the balloons are a
warning to the other things to

stay out.

- I thought you said
there were buffer zones

between the areas?

- Yeah there are.

But if some of these things
can cross boundaries,

and they can because I've seen it,

what happens when they do?

For instance what happens if Smiling Jack

crosses the Crybaby Bridge?

More importantly, if they
can cross boundaries,

what's keeping them IN the Terrortory?

- Let me finish my story.

Then, if you wanna run theories past me.

Anyway, six
of them saw the balloons

and kept going.

They camped that night, decided
to get up in the morning

and make a movie.

Night fell.

By morning only one of them
walked out of the woods alive.

The girl who walked
out, her name was Laura

and she wanted to be an actor

but she killed herself six months later.

Another girl was Tammy.
The clown strangled her to death.

The other girl was Darla Marie Prengaman.

She was a wild spirit.

She liked scuba diving, hiking, skiing.

Anything new she wanted to try, you know?

Her smile was so infectious.

She was my future.

She was my everything.

- So you're here for revenge.

- I'm here to find out what happened.

And yeah.

Yeah, revenge would be cool.

- But you know what happened.

- Do I?

In the footage they found, she ran off.

Never found a body.

You think she's still alive?

- I don't think so.

- See?

That wasn't a no.

- Yeah well I don't think
that gun is gonna hurt it.

- You ever seen it shot?

- No.

- Then...

Ah, relax, it's okay.

- What the hell are they?

- Rainbow firelights, some call them.

Will-o-the-Wisps, Lightning Sprites.

I even heard one person call
them Skittles Fireflies.

It's okay, they're harmless.

- Tomorrow, I want you to take me

to the Midnight Clown's territory.

- I'm not going in there with you.

- I don't want you to.

If I go in there alone
he can't hurt me, right?

But... maybe I can hurt him.

- Okay.

...End up being another
couple of missing kids.

I used to feel bad, tried to
stop everyone I came across.

They kept going off.

The thing is, if I could
get this information out,

maybe it'll save lives.

People need to stop coming here.

They need to stop dying here.

You know, I don't think I was wrong

about where Smiling Jack
was supposed to stop.

- Yeah, you must have been.

- Nope.

Smiling Jack's domain is growing larger.

Not by much, but it's
definitely getting bigger.

If that means what I think it means,

we have to stop people from
coming here at all costs.

- What do you think it means?

- The Terrortory's growing larger.

That's why it lures people here.

Every time it takes a life, it grows.

- Aiden.

- Now listen to me.

This is important.

They're gonna pass us, and
then they're gonna turn around

and follow us.

Do not look back at them.

No matter what they do,
no matter what they say.

- Okay, what the hell's going on?

- Just stare at the back of my head

until I say different, okay?

- If you tell me what's going on,

- Do you wanna see the Midnight Clown?

- Yes.

- Do you wanna die a horrible death?

- No.

- Then trust me.

Hello.

- Hello.

- Nice day for a hike, huh?

- We're just wandering.

- Well, have at it.

Goodbye.

- Can we come with you?

- Do not look back.

Suit yourself, girls.

- Why don't you like us?

- We like you fine.

- You don't act like it.

Why doesn't the other one talk?

- I talk.

- Do you like us?

- Sure.

- Do you think we're pretty?

- Yeah, sure.

- Which one of us is the prettiest?

- We think you're all equally pretty.

- We asked the other one.

- I was gonna say the same thing he did.

- We can't all be equally pretty.

- We think you are.

- Oh my god, what's that?

- Wait.

Let's keep moving.

Whatever it is won't bother us.

- You're being very rude.

- I don't think he likes us at all.

- You should be nice to us, or else.

I'm going to shoot you
in the back of the head

if you don't look at us.

I said look at us!

- Keep walking.

- They've got my gun.

- Look at us.

- Just a second, we'll take a look.

Just a minute.

- You're both going to die.

You're going to die and we're
going to eat your bones.

- No.

- What the fuck was that?

- The Gaze of the Beholder.

- Yeah, and what the fuck is that?

- You're lucky we made it far enough.

If you'd have looked back any earlier...

No, no, no, no.

Grab a big stick and pull it toward you.

Come on, you wanna hear another story?

- How much longer until the
Midnight Clown's territory?

- About two hours.

- All right, why not?

- Morning.

- Morning.

- Morning.

- You forgot to shave.

- It'll be all right.

No, I want what she's got.

- Nope, you need to eat healthier.

- Hello, Fruity Pebbles?

- Eat your grapefruit.

Oh, and don't put any sugar on it.

Defeats the purpose.

- Don't laugh.

You'll get old someday too.

- Oh, the Donovans are having
a birthday party for Nora

and they're taking some
kids camping tonight.

Carly's been invited.

- Camping?

- Yeah, it's where
people go into the woods

and they sleep in tents
and become one with nature.

- Do me a favor, don't
grow up to be a smartass

like your mom, okay?

- Robert!

- Ooh.

- What, ass is not a bad word.

It's a donkey.

You wanna go camping, in the woods?

- Mhmm.

- With ticks and snakes and stuff?

- Yes.

- Where are they going?

- Just to the woods on the edge of town.

- I mean, if she wants to go and

Marty's gonna be chaperoning, sure.

- Yes!

- Better eat that fast and get going,

don't wanna be late for court.

- No, it's gross.

Mwah.

- Don't stop at McDonalds on the way.

- When did you get psychic powers?

I'm home!

Victorious!

Not guilty.

Okay, okay, probation
before judgment, same thing.

Hello?

Hello?

- Robert?

- How's camping?

- Robert, you're breaking up.

The reception is terrible out here.

Robert?

- Hold on a second.

- Robert.

- Is it better here?

- Something's wrong out here.

- What, what did you say?

- Can you still hear me?

I only caught a word or two.

- I can hear you, yeah.

Can you hear me?

- If you can hear me, I
think we're coming back now.

I don't wanna be out here anymore.

We're gonna leave now.

We should be back in an hour.

- What's going on?

- Hello?

Oh god.

I hope you can still hear me.

Look, if we're not back in an hour,

I don't know, maybe I'm overreacting.

But I think you should call the police.

- Brenda.

- Tell them we're right
off Picnic Woods Road.

Our cars are on the shoulder.

An SUV and my car.

Tell them we're in the
woods about a quarter mile.

- Brenda, what's wrong?

- God, I hope you can hear me.

I love you, Robert.

- Brenda!

Shit.

Shit.

Brenda!

Brenda!

Carly!

Brenda!

Carly!

Brenda.

Carly.

Ugh.

Brenda.

Brenda, where's Carly?

Brenda, where's Carly?

- Who are you?

- What is this?

- This?

This is but a Mad Gathering.

But you, who are you
to wander in amongst us

and still retain your sanity?

- Brenda.

Come here.

- All of your kind who have
wandered into our gathering

have been driven mad.

Why not then you?

I will make you this offer.

Use your weapon, and if you injure me,

all of you go free.

I will make you another offer.

If you choose your wife or your daughter,

I will let her leave with you.

But you agree that the other is mine.

- No.

- Choose one for you and one for me.

Or you will all perish.

- Let them both go.

- You find the choice too difficult?

- Yes!

- I will simplify it.

What good is a woman without a tongue?

- No!

- Choose.

- Brenda.

- What about now?

Certainly, now the choice is simple.

Choose.

- No.

- Choose.

- I can't!

- Then we have no bargain.

- NO!

- What do you have to offer me now?

- What do you want?

- Serve me.

- What?

- Do all that I ask until the end of time

and your daughter will go free.

This night will seem but a
sinister dream she once had.

- What will you ask of me?

- Choose.

Choose!

- All right.

- You agree?

- Yes.

- Then give me your hand.

- I love you, baby.

I love you.

- Now you will join our
Mad Gathering.

- So what happened to him?

- I don't know.

Some stories say he wanders
doing the Terrortory's bidding.

Others say they ripped
him apart and ate him.

We're here.

- Huh?

- This is where the Midnight Clown is.

- The hell, man, you weren't
supposed to come back here!

- No, it's okay.

He doesn't come out till after midnight.

The rules, remember?

As long as I'm clear of
here by dark, we're fine.

- Well I appreciate you bringing me here.

- Are you sure you wanna do this?

There's no guarantees out here.

He could still kill you.

- I'll take the chance.

It was good meeting you, Aiden.

- Now I'll wait for you outside
the bounds until morning.

When you're done, come back past this tree

and keep straight on the
trail until you see me.

- You don't have to wait.

- Without me, you won't make
it out of these woods alive.

- Thanks man, but don't wait past morning.

If I'm not on the trail by first light,

I'm not coming.

- Good luck.

- Come out!

It's midnight!

The fuck are you smiling about?

Only one leaves?

I'm the only one here.

What?

Stupid son of a bitch.

- Shoot him!

- Who the hell are you?

- It's the Midnight Clown, man,

shoot the motherfucker!

- Do you remember her?

Is she alive?

Her name was Darla.

She was beautiful, she was funny,

she was everything to me.

And you, you took her away.

I know.

Only one leaves.

I hope this hurts.

- Go go!

- Run!

Run to me!

- Come on.

- Go!

Chase.

- Run to me!

Run!

- Help me!

- This way, run!

Run to me!

- Help me!

Please, no.

Please, please.

Please, please

- These things, why are
they all so homicidal?

- They're not.

Not all of them are malevolent.

- Do all that I ask till the end of time

and your daughter will go free.

- So what happened to him?

- Some stories say he wanders
doing the Terrortory's bidding.

- What will you ask of me?

- Serve me.