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- This is the
truth about Jonty Craig.

- Share and comment below.

- The infamous
social media influencer.

He was a fool, a liar, a cheat,

but most of all, he
was my friend.

He changed the way
we see the world.

- You fucking idiot.

- This has to be one of the most

devastating events
to hit this area.

- All footage from the
night of the murders

has been mysteriously erased.

- No comment!

- They're burning!
I can hear them screaming.

- Is Jonty a murderer?

- This is the truth. Share it.

- We did it, guys! College.

This is sick.

This is one of the best
colleges in the country.

The academic standards
are really high,

but I managed to get
in on my interview.

Yes, I've made some mistakes,
but this is my second chance.

- Are you off that "Brats
in Belgravia" show?

- Uh, yeah, you got me,
bro. Guilty as charged.

- You're a dick, mate.

- It's a great place
to start my journey.

I can't wait for you to
meet my three housemates.

Yo, what's up? Alpha
male in the house.

Hi, I'm Jonty. We're roommates.

- Yeah, Zauna.

Nice camera.

- This is Zauna. She's
into making documentaries.

- There are many young men
like him in my community.

Please don't judge him.

- And like me, she's
working through the deep shit.

Hey, Zauna, we're just gonna
grab a couple of drinks.

- Who are you?
I don't like this place.

- I'm sorry, Grandma.

- Hey, are you okay?

Sorry.

- Hey, bro.

- Do I know you?

Oh, wait, how old are you?

- Uh, 19.

- Fuck!

- Pete is typically
Scottish.

I know we're going to
have great banter.

I spent a day observing
him, and he's a lone wolf,

which I totally respect.

- Can you get that camera
off me, please?

- Oh, no, she can't.
I'm an influencer.

That keeps happening.

- You just didn't
set the runners.

See?

- This is yours?

- Oh, yeah, but
I don't like that one.

It's a bit big.

- How much did that cost?

- Uh, Dunno. It's Christmas
present.

- Who's this.

Fire.

- Hi.

- Amber is the
most like me in the house.

She's fascinating.

She's got issues that
she's working through,

but she also has great banter.

Boo.

And you know what they
say about the crazy ones.

She's got the mental health
worker round already.

- Oh, Pete babes. Hey.

- Becky.

- I thought you'd be in the
mature students' quarters.

- Have you
seen their rates?

- Okay, Amber, like I
said, yeah, Tuesdays, hmm?

You call anytime that you like.

- Thank you.

- Who is this little
legend right here?

I am loving your hair.

- Zauna.

- Ah, loving that name.

So come on. Why don't
you share yourself?

- Sorry?

- Share yourself.

You know, like, what's your
degree, or what's your heritage?

Why don't you share
yourself with everyone here?

- Share yourself.
- Leave her alone!

- Okay, no sharing. Fair enough.

I'll leave you lot to, you
know, get on with it. Peace out.

It's for young people
all of the world

to help heal their world
and themselves.

So it is vital that
we share this

with as many friends as we
can so that we can start-

- You've gotta be
better than her.

- Later that night, my
past came back to haunt me,

but all I could be to keep
the haters at bay was real.

Unfortunately, the dadbomb
insisted on history
and politics.

- Is that because you
got kicked off

that shite reality TV show?

- Oh my God. That is where
I recognise you from.

- What now?

- It's not a thing, really.

- Oh, it's thing, really.
Look, let me find it.

- Oh, Pete, no.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Honestly, no, no, I
know what it is.

- Yo, we need a war
that'll kill all you scum.

We'll find the cheaple!
We'll find the cheaple!

- Fuck off!

- I'm fucking Jonty Craig, mate!

We'll find the cheaple!

Look, I'm not that guy now.

I'm on a journey.

- It's all right. Everyone's
a fuckup.

- But later that night,

it was more than my past
that was haunting me.

Just some facts and stats.

- I can't think of
anything to say.

- Facts and stats.

I'm Pete, and I'm
cleverer than all of you,

and more skint, so
I am taking this.

What are you gonna do about it?

- What's that?

- Sounds like
we're haunted.

- That would be good
to vlog about.

- Do you think?
- No.

It's just the stoner neighbours
trying to mess with us.

Get tae fuck, ya pricks!

- Okay, we've been enjoying Pete

when he is back from
the "library."

- Fucking

shut the fuck up!

- He's very easily led. Observe.

- Well, we are gonnae slam

these noisy bastards down.

Come on, let's go.

Look, mate, I know it's you.
It can't be anybody else.

You're playing rave music
from the '90s.

You look like you're from
the '90s, so just stop it.

- I can only enjoy music
with integrity.

- Och, you look like a tired
eagle, man. Jesus Christ.

- So where is the music
coming from?

- Are you hiding speakers
in the walls, Jonty?

You trying
to fuck with our heads?

- Pete, sober up. You're
acting like an idiot.

- Ooh, maybe
it's your ghost, Amber.

- What is that?

- Where did it go?

- The back door.

- He's in the basement.

- We need
to go down there.

- Fucking hell.

- Hello? Is
there someone down here?

Are you okay?

- Jonty.

Well, I am not going down there.

- Eh, you can
stay up there on your own.

- Shit.

Ah, for God's sake!

Wait there.

What the fuck?

Ah, it stinks in here.

- Yo, man's got a habit.

- Look at the flyers.

See, this explains
the shite music.

- Yeah, but what does
he play on, Pete?

Oh, my music?

Of course.

- Jonty.

- Ah, shit!
- Careful, Jonty!

- Get back here!
- Pete, leave him!

He's running. Just leave him.

- What, so is
that like a drug thing?

- Withdrawals. He ain't gonna
hurt no one but himself.

- And who is a nice girl that
you know what a rat lair is?

- Can we just call
Campus Security

and get him out of here, please?

- Please let me stay!
Please let me stay!

Please let I'm stay.
Let me stay.

You don't understand.
Let me stay, please.

- Only a right
arsehole would post this.

- Please let me stay!
- Be better than that, Jonty.

- I would never do that.

- Let me stay. You
don't understand.

Let me stay, please.
Please let me stay!

Please let me stay, let me
stay, let me stay. Please.

Please let me stay.
Please let me stay

Let me stay, please.

- Since Pete versus
Rattling Man,

my followers have gone
up by thousands.

Cheers, guys.

Please spread the word,

and please, please, please
share and comment below.

Now, I've been getting
to know all of you,

and it's obvious you
maniacs love the scary stuff

almost as much as
you love Amber.

- I'm Amber.

I have to see Becky every
Tuesday, or they up my meds.

I've got low self-esteem,
daddy issues,

and I'm always falling
for toxic males.

But I got fit hair.

- Amber seems really sweet.

- Is she really you?

- I just really love Amber's
fashion. She's just so horny.

- Hot.

- So fine.

- Like, mm.

Let's see some titties.

Give the people what
they want, bro.

- All right, let's get
a selfie. Ready?

- Oh. Oh my gosh, it's
in video mode.

- Now, I'd be lying if I said
I wasn't melting for Amber,

but how can the Jonts compete

with a ghost?

Yeah, actually a ghost.

Get on this.

- Cults such as Headhunters
believe that owning a spirit-

- Pete left
his laptop open,

and it started showing
some creepy shit.

So random.

- That's our uni.

- But this
college's success rates

are almost matched by
the amount of suicides.

- Yes, spirits are
engaging with computers.

- Ilana Clark! Love her.

- Stick with an old-fashioned
cassette.

Spirits are so drawn to that.

- Jonty.
- Some believe they can even-

- Get a shot
of the laptop.

- Okay.

- Cults such
as Headhunters believe

that owning a spirit-
- Zauna.

- Gave them-
- What are you doing?

- Mystical powers.

- Are you getting it?

- Mm-hmm.
- But this college's

success rates are almost matched
by the amount of suicides.

- The museum.

- Spirits are engaging
with computers,

but for me, stick with
an old-fashioned-

Oh! Shit, mate!

- Is there someone here?

Don't touch my stuff!

- Pete, let us explain.

- There's a ghost
on your laptop.

- My PhD is on this laptop.

You want to scare people, Jonty?

- Pete and I just
share such great energy.

You know, we ended,

we ended the night
laughing, okay?

The haunted laptop has
brought us even closer.

- I knew I couldn't
trust Jonty

to tell the whole story.

I had to find a way
to tell mine,

because this is what
really happened.

- See, if I'd have come
from a family like yours,

I'd be a millionaire.

- Pete, leave him alone.

- What the fuck are you about?

I know what you are.

- Pete!

- If it wasn't
for Amber,

Jonty could've ended up in
hospital, and Pete in a cell.

I needed to get my story.

- Jonty.

Huh! I must say, I am
loving your work, babes.

Your vlogs are just,

I mean, you are just smashing
it, are you?

Oh, how many followers do
you have now? Is it 70,000?

- Uh, 80.

- What? Damn.

Ah, that's crazy.

Now, you're gonna think
I'm a little bit loco, lol,

but I put a wish into the
universe that maybe you and I

could do a cheeky little
video together.

- Sounds
like filth.

- Just imagine the
cross-gen appeal.

- Hold on.

You've got 600-odd subscribers,

and that fanny has 80,000.

So Becky, who stands to benefit
from this cross-gen appeal?

- Pete, Becky's vlogs
are actually amazing.

You just need to break through.

- Uh, you know
what, thanks, Becky,

but I'm still finding my
own voice at the moment.

- Oh. Oh, little legend.

Just in time. We're just
discussing Jonty's
vlog ambitions.

I mean, he could be the
voice of a generation.

- Or better yet, a
social media influencer.

- Jonty, make
sure you're getting this.

- Are you seriously
going for a selfie right now?

Come on, you! Stop it, Jonty!

- So we have seen
spooky laptops.

Oh! Shit, mate!

And angry furniture.

What's up next gave
me total fear.

Turns out ghosts are just like
us, strapped to the celly.

Share this one. Comment below.

- Maybe some wee bleached
arsehole

is pranking us to boost
his followers.

- You ready?

Okay, so for the last hour,

we've been getting
called in strange bursts.

First two at a time, and
then three at a time,

like someone is trying
to call us who, but who?

- This is why we need more
cameras in this place.

We need to see it as
it's happening,

not just Jonty telling
everyone what they've missed.

- D'you know what, this is-

Jesus Christ!

- Oh my God, there
it is. This is it.

- And this means?

- Well.

Let's all hear this, shall we?

- Amber.

Jonty.

- Zauna.

Gimme the camera.

- Put it on speaker.
Put it on speaker.

So.

Like, Zauna,

it's like she can't speak.

- Zauna!

- Zauna, the walls.

- You all right?

- Thank you so much
for the camera.

Grandma, it's gonna
be really useful.

- I would like to go home.
I don't like it here.

- Okay. Let's
not get too excited.

You can talk to her tomorrow.

- Oy! Where's your
ghosts, you dick?

- Ignore him.

- But we need to get to
two million followers.

We need more ghosts.

- Never gonna happen.

- Well, why not?

- Remember the cupboards?
Your selfie?

Everything you do is me, me, me.

We can't rely on you,

and we never know when
the ghost's gonna show up.

So we need as many cameras
rolling as possible.

- Okay.

- And I want my own
protected cloud.

No one has access to
it. Not even you.

And I do all the editing.

- A ghosty twat in
a big twat hat.

- But I'm good at editing.

- Where is your ghost,
you prick?

That'll piss him off.

- All right, the college
life vlog.

This is now a haunting vlog.

Numbers and thumbs are way up.

- My dream is to create
affordable, renewable energy.

But my dream seems so
shallow compared to yours.

- Pete, what if you were
the science guy

that made all other science
guys see the ghost exists?

I mean, Zauna, this guarantees
that job in TV you want.

And Amber, people love our whole
will they, won't they vibe.

- Mostly they just
wanna see me send nudes.

- Show me.

- Ew!

- D'you know, all I'm saying is,

this haunted laptop shite
is perfectly explainable,

especially if you've got
the money to afford it.

- Ugh, Pete.

- See, Amber plays along because
she craves male attention,

even if that male is Jonty.

- Oh, fuck you, Pete.

- And Zauna should know better,

but she's conditioned to
obey people like Jonty.

She's colonised.

- That's too far.

I like Jonty's idea.

I think it's fun.

Everyone loves a ghost, right?

- So there are fierce
phantoms in this place,

and we're gonna get
them on camera.

- What were you gonna say next?

"We should split up and
search for clues."

- But it's traditional.

- I hate you so much.

Listen, I'm truly sorry
for what I said.

- With Pete and
Zauna distracted,

I could get Amber alone.

But were we really alone?

- It didn't need to be just us

when weird shit was
happening before, did it?

- You know, I'm
cold. Let's cuddle up.

- Never gonna
happen, vlog boy.

D'you hear that?

- Yeah.

- It's coming from there.

- What is it?

- Turn around.

Turn around!

- Shh. Listen

Let's go. Let's go!

The safest place I could
think of was my bedroom.

- I will start believing you
if you turn that thing off.

- Yeah, of course.

It's off.

- I am a mess.

- It's okay.

Look,

I've got you.

I've got you.

- That is it! I am moving out!

- Hey, hey, hey.

The vlogs I'm posting,

people are way more into
you than anyone else, okay?

Look, look, you're
strong and you're smart.

You're amazing.

Why do you think I'm falling?

- I mean, Becky does say
that you're good for me.

- Well, thanks, Becky.

- I already regret this.

- What was that?

It's coming from there.

- Okay, get
under the duvet.

- Oh my soul!

- Stay here!

- No! Don't you dare leave me!

- On the other
side of the house,

I had my own agenda.

- How can someone
as smart as you

believe in all that crap?

- Ghost stories sell.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, let me...

Take the camera.

Let me just tidy up

a bit.

So, uh, Jonty's behaviour

could be a proper box-set
documentary, right?

You could sell that to Netflix.

- You've got
to have a hustle.

- Yes.

See? You're clever.

I mean, you'll have a career
before you've graduated.

And I'm with you, if
you'll have me.

I could be your willing
accomplice.

You know, like a...

- Yeah, okay.

But Pete, calm down
the drinking.

- Yeah.

Ever since my mum died,

I've been looking for
a reason to stop.

And d'you know, busting Jonty
seems like a good reason.

- And what if
it's a real ghost?

- No! Don't
you dare leave me!

- Oh, he's lock the door. Jonty!

Jonty, what's going on?

Jesus Christ.

Fucking door!

- Jonty, What the hell was that?

- Hey, you guys...

Pete, Pete, I swear, the key
was in the door. I swear.

I swear the key was
in the door. Pete!

- Pete, there was
no way that Jonty did that.

There is something in the house.

I'm calling Becky.

- Hey, sleep in my room.

I'll step all night
protecting you.

- I've never heard it
called that before.

- A sad attempt
to get more followers

led to a drop in numbers
for Jonty,

and Amber even more
highly-strung than before.

- What is going on?

- Why are you doing this
to Amber, Jonty?

- That is it, okay?

All the pranks, the music,
everything, it stops now!

- No, no, no, the other
stuff, it wasn't me.

I just did the prank with Ollie.

- Huh! Okay, Annabelle.

On you go.

- So did Jonty
learn his lesson?

Did Jonty back down?

- Wow. What do I say to you?

- Really?
- Really?

- Yeah, the whole prank thing
is a bit 10 years ago. See ya.

- Look at this guy,
he's 19 years old,

and he's still filming pranks.

You know, he's a posh
twat, basically.

- You okay?

- Not really.

- Everyone thinks you are behind

all the other ghost stuff
now, thanks to your prank.

Jonts, there's millions
of pranksters on the web.

Not as many real ghosts.

- Yeah, I'm gonna prove
that there's a ghost here.

A real one.

- Yeah, how?

- I'm paying Ilana Clark
to do a video with us.

- Ilana Clark?

We should probably
tell the others.

- Oops.

I'll go set up.

- I'm getting something.

He,

no,

she loves being around
young people.

- Does she have a name?

- I'm getting a

D.

Which one of you is Pete?

Poor, angry,

scared Pete.

- How camp is this bitch?

- Wait, there's something else.

Dawn.

She's called Dawn.

Dawn is here.

- This is bad.

This is really bad.

- She's trapped and wants
to be set free.

- How do we do that?

- What is happening?

- What wants the ghost?

We must...

We, we must...

- What? We must what?

- Leave us alone!

- Unmake me!

Unmake me!

Get out of me!

- I need Becky!

- No, look, come
here. I got you.

- No, I need Becky!

- Ah, no one's believing
this, are they? Come on!

- Right, so
what do we do?

- Leave!

Believe vengeful spirits use
young people like batteries.

You're in danger.

Just leave before she
gets any stronger.

- We're leaving.

- Hell no!

♪ That bitch is mental ♪

- Oh my God, did you
guys just see what I saw?

That girl,? What she was
doing with the voice,

and then her eyes,
did you see it?

She was like, "Bah!" And
then she was there like that.

Then she's like, "Bah!"
This is next level.

- Jonty, man.

- Now that's what I'm
talking about.

- That was good.

- Little effort goes a long way.

- Mm-hmm.
- I mean, Logan,

he shit his pants.

- No, I didn't.

- If there's a ghost,
we'll catch it,

and if it's you pranking
us, we'll catch you.

Shooting on a 4K means you'll
look like a movie star,

which increases sales potential.

- Wow. You really pay attention
in lectures, don't you?

- Yeah, I do.

- But do you really
think that I'm that evil

that I would game everyone
to this level?

- You're not evil.

I know evil.

- Oh.

Come on, then. What's
your story?

- You're rich.

You're beautiful. You're white.

People will always
want your stories.

That's just how the world works.

I just need your story

to make the money I
need to tell mine.

Get your filth off my bed.

I needed cameras for
watching Jonty.

Turns out

something else was watching me.

- Do I think there were
ghosts in Jonty's house?

Well, I just happen to know

that troubled young people
often make their own ghosts.

- Come on, babe. Come on.

- Miss you.

- But who knows?

If Jonty can prove that
there's a ghost in his house,

then we might finally have
to accept a spiritual world.

Jonty might just end
up changing the world.

- Come on, do
you want a selfie?

Oh my God. Ah, those girls, too.

Oh, this get a selfie.

I watch your vlogs. I
think you're brilliant.

Do you like Mumford & Sons?
I love the Mumford & Sons.

- Jonty is playing a
very dangerous game

with his own psyche.

He will need all the help
that he can get.

And Jonty, if you are watching,
please, please, let me in.

We can do this together.

- Jonty!
- Oh my god!

Don't come in! Don't come in!

- I think I've got
the ghost! I've got Dawn!

- Okay. Yeah.

I'm coming.

- Well, I'm not.

- There she is. You
all saw her, and there she is.

- No, no, no.

Zauna just isn't the kind of
person who would pull a prank.

- So I don't think that
she would make

a joke about something
this serious.

- Look, I swear
it's not me this time.

You guys are sick with
all your tribute videos

from all over the world.

And as for the haters,

keep hating.

I don't care.

I've got someone
real in my life.

- Do you wanna tell 'em?

- No. You go for it.

- We're official!

- Hurray!

- #Jamber.

- Yeah, #Jamber!

- I'm not saying anything,

but I'm sure you guys
will be very happy.

- I know you guys
want my opinion
on a certain relationship.

- Well, it's just not
my place to say.

- Jonty loved the fame,

but I was angry that we only
got a tiny glimpse of Dawn.

We got more cameras,

but I found out there are
worse things than ghosts.

- Oh no. I would
like to go home.

This is a very bad place.
I don't like it here.

- I know you don't
like it, Grandma.

And the doctor said you
gotta try enjoy it more.

They'll look after you.

- I just want to go home,
if you'll look after me.

- You can't do that, Grandma.

We sold the house,
remember, for your care.

- Who is that man behind you?

- What man?

- Who is that man behind
you? I don't like him at all.

- The doctor?

Grandma, please, if you just-

- Behind you.

Behind you.

Behind you!

- Please, please, please,
please, please do it.

You've got to do it.

- Pete!

- I'm your ghost, bitch.

You have to shh.

- Pete!

Pete!

Don't do it. You don't
have to do this.

- I do, I do. You
don't understand.

- Zauna! Zauna!

- Keep away from me!

- Jonty, for fuck's sake!

I'm gonnae grab him. You
pin his arm down.

- What, are you serious?

- Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait. He stopped.

For a moment, you stopped
attacking me.

Why?
- Shh! She hears.

She hears.

- Dawn?

The ghost?

- There are worse things
than ghosts.

- Okay, why don't
you give me that?

- Zauna, don't. Now,
Jonty!

Bastard!

Jonty, come on!

- Stop!

Stop.

- I'm done. I'm done.

- Please.

You can

change.

Please don't!

- Ah, that's
bogging, innit?

- Ooh, yeah, that is gonna
need saying to, mate.

Actually, would you mind just
turning the camera off for me?

Thank you.
- Yeah.

Cameras off, please.

- Yeah?
- Go ahead.

- Have you guys got anywhere
else you can stay tonight?

- Yeah. My
mum's on her way.

- Maybe.

- Not at all.

- Um, the Plaza. These
two as well.

- The Plaza?

You sure, man?

- Of course, man.

I'm so sorry about all this.

- If you need help,
speak to Becky.

She's literally a lifesaver.

But if I were you, I would
never come back here.

- Yeah, definitely.

- Yeah, I am not coming back.

- Yeah, we are gone.

- Jonty, it's all right.

- Jonty.

Listen to me.

Listen.

- The way I see it is
that Supernatural

is the brand for the
new generation.

And you, Jonty, you're the
voice of that generation.

- Yeah, what we've been through

has made me realise
what's important to me.

And I need you there, Amber.

I want to do proper commitment
this time.

Okay? I really mean it.

Zauna, hi, it's Jonty again.

So, um, the sponsors will
give you more cameras,

more kit, and more
control, 100%.

Yeah, we will still
do the videos,

but you get to keep
control of the documentary.

Please believe me when I say

that this is really going
to be your story now.

- Oh my God. Look.

- Noting to see here.
Come on, sheeple.

Let us study in peace.

Och, all right.

Yeah!

There's your dollar!

- What are you doing?

Oh, oh, wow.

10 days ago, there was an
assault in here, a death.

- So?

Why are you here?

Have you come to hang out
with the brand ambassadors?

So super.

Ah. So natural.

- What is going on?

- Um, the attack pushed
me past a million followers.

- What a sick world we live in.

- Yeah. We're all sponsored
lifestyle vloggers now.

Don't touch me.
- Sorry.

- And, um, no more ghosts.

- Oh, really?

- Yeah, well, Rattling Man
was clearly behind the attack,

and I'm not gonna make
my rep exploiting

the actions of an addict
and a schizophrenic.

- Yeah. This is a
safe space now.

- Huh.

Great.

Well that's wicked.

But always, always know
I'm here for you.

So please, please, please
share with all of your friends.

We can make a change
with this book.

I mean, it's just 12.99.

- Who gets therapy off someone

that craves attention like that?

- You did.

What was she
like when you had her?

- You know, it was weird.
Touchy-feely.

Ah, I don't even remember.

I was drinking so much
back then, it's...

- We were happy.
We were friends.

Rattling Man was dead. But
that wasn't enough for Jonty.

- Hi, Jonty. Just
a quick question.

Who is she?

Fuckboy!

- Okay. I was pretty sure that
you had a girlfriend, though.

- I really think you should
bring back the ghost.

- We miss the ghost.
Where is the ghost?

- If we ain't getting
no boo, we want

- Boobies!

- Please? Come
on, do it for me.

- Nothing was
ever enough for Jonty.

He wanted it all.

- So for the past 10 minutes,

I've been listening to Amber
crying and Pete shouting.

I think it's my fault, but
I don't know what I've done.

Pete? Pete, what?

Pete! Pete, no!

Pete!

Stop!

- Every other comment
on your blog

is trolls wanting
nudes of Amber.

- You said those photos
were just for us!

- Hey, it's impossible.

I couldn't have done it.
Tell them why, Amber.

- It would've been difficult.

- How?

- Because we took the
pictures on my phone,

so we needed my thumbprints
to unlock the phone.

- Aye, but you are sleeping
together when you can't be arsed

to hook up with one
of your followers.

So maybe a wee sleepy
thumb done it.

- I know I'm a dick, but I
am not a weird, creepy dick.

Okay, Amber, for fuck's
sake, you know me!

Zauna?

Please, come on.

- I need Becky.

- I have to ask you this.

- What?

- You were really
drunk last night.

Sometimes when you drink you,

you get suggestive when
you're not getting

the attention you
want from Jonty.

- Are you for real?

Are you honestly that into money

that you think I would do that?

You know what? Maybe
you leaked them.

- Well, if we're gonnae
start accusing everybody,

why don't we start accusing
the ghost?

- Well, that's actually it.

- Jonty don't start with me.
- No, no, no.

I swear, Pete, I'm not starting.

What if there actually
was something

trying to communicate with us,

something we've seen use
laptops and phones before?

- Oh.

Man.

- Shh.

- What?

- Ah, here we go.

- She's back.

- Jonty, you said
no more ghosts!

- This is gonna get
us to two million.

- I fucking knew
this was coming!

Ilana Clark said the ghosts
use people as batteries.

We need to get as many
faces in here as possible.

I swear, you know, I can
prove that this is not me.

- You're a piece of shit.

- Unbelievable.

I'm not clickbait.

- Jonty, you're losing
perspective. You need
my guidance.

- And you need his followers.

- You're in danger!

Guys, we should go talk
in my safe space.

- Okay, Jontsquad, it's
time to get wasted,

and use that vibe to raise Dawn
from the motherfucking dead.

Bad news: my hangover
is apocalyptic.

Good news?

We're about to change the world.

- What Jonty
wants, Jonty gets.

He got his party. He
got his followers.

He even got back inside
Amber's head.

So it was down to
me to get Dawn.

- Oy, mate, can we get a selfie?

- Yeah. Yeah, man, come on.

Get in. All right.

- Hey!

- Zauna, what's up?

- I think I saw something.

- Oy, mate, can we get a selfie?

- Yeah. Yeah, man, come on.

Get in. All right.

- Hey!

- What's up with you?

You are toxic, mate.

- Oy, mate, don't start, yeah?

- No, no, no, we're good.
You're a legend, mate.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- All right.

- Hey, it's Amber!

- Has anyone seen Jonty?

To be honest, like you said,
proper commitment this time.

- That's brilliant, yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Fantastic!

- I love you.

- Hey, we need more
shots, right?

Shots! Shots!

- Boo!

- Zauna, what am
I meant to be filming?

- Get out of the way.

Move! Fucking move!

- Amber, Amber, Amber.

Amber, Amber, Amber!

Boo!

- Oy! Turn
the lights on!

Zauna, are you getting this?

Tell me you're getting this.

- What happened, Dawn?
What happened to you?

- What? Happened?

- So how did you do it? Did
you spike everyone's drink?

Helps for the mass hysteria,
doesn't it?

You trust fund fuck!

- Jonty, Jonty, Jonty!

Jonty!

- Jonty started
the day as a sleaze.

He ended the night
as a superstar.

But Dawn didn't want
us to sleep.

She needed to tell us her story.

- All right!

That's it. Fuck this!

- Come on.
Don't be an idiot.

- If there's any builders
watching,

Jonty's gonnae do a blog
about how you're all legends.

- Pete!
- Amber.

- No. No.
- Move.

Out of my way.
- No, Pete!

- Excuse me, darling.

Ah, yes, I should've
done this weeks ago!

- Pete, stop it!

- Go on. You
might start believing me.

- What? What the fuck?

It's a cassette.

- We need to
play that tape.

- No way!

- What do we play it on?

- The guy next door?

- Retro hipster beard monkey?

- Jonty.

Do not

push Play.

- That's her.

That's Dawn.

- So what, did you pay an
actress to do this,
or something?

- That is not acting.

- Was that a second voice?

- Come on, Zauna!

- What's happening?

She's putting something
in her mouth.

She's hurting her mouth.

- She's killing herself!

I don't like this! I
wanna stop!

- Unmake me.

- What does that even mean?

- Boom!

For the first time
in human history,

full audio and visual
proof of an actual ghost,

with multiple eyewitnesses.

Mike drops, internet
breaks, comment below.

- You did it, bro.

- You did it, man.

- This guy's either
some evil kinda genius,

or he's just proved
that ghosts exist.

- Okay, so now I'm a little
bit impressed.

- As far as I'm concerned,
I think ghosts do exist.

- Wow. The world's a
different place now.

- Golf clap. Golf clap.

- You're taking over, bro.

- I really cannot
wait to meet you.

Let's get Dawn on TV.

And you, of course.

- What did you do with
the cassette?

You don't sell it to that
tawdry Edward Lee Show, did you?

- No, no.

I have it here.

- Great. I have a safe
in my office.

- No good, Becky.

- Maybe if I was with you,

I could make sure that
this awful Edward man

wasn't exploiting you.

- Oh, but Becky, that would
mean you were appearing

on a TV show watched
by millions of people.

And what could you
possibly gain from that?

- Can't I just want
you to be safe?

Please.

- Tonight is more than
just a haunting.

It's a social media
global event.

And

when these terrified young
people asked for my help,

I could not say no.

Intriguing.

The images of tongue mutilation

suggest a silencing of
the spirit ritual.

And the cassette was
in this space here?

May I see it?

I believe this was used to
trap an organic energy field.

Paranormal science has
proven that energy fields

follow the victim
wherever they go.

Unless

you trap that field

first.

With me is

notorious social media
influencer, Jonty Craig.

We're going to attempt
to communicate with Dawn

with a cassette of our own.

- Hi, Edward. Yeah, I'm
so happy you're here.

- Stop!

Did anyone hear that?

- I heard
something, I think. Amber?

- Yes.

- Dawn,

this is Edward Lee.

I'm sure you know of me.

Are you there?

Will you communicate?

Will you play us some
of your rave music?

- And cut.

- How was that?

Okay.

- We need this shot, all right?

- Yeah, I got it.

- Good.

- Go again, Zauna.

- Hey. How'd you
get a job in TV?

- Same as everyone
else, I suppose.

Mum and Dad knew someone.

- What's in the folder?

- This, oh, I just,

I just tidy up the stuff
the private detectives find

for Edward's big,
dramatic reveal.

- What did they find?

- Um, So, you know that
guy, Jim, that broke in?

- Yeah. He tried to kill me.

- Oh shit, yeah. Duh!

Um, well, his mum found small
photos of his college days.

- There are photos? Can I see?

- You'll have to wait
for Edward's big reveal.

And Zauna, could you cry? We'd
really love you to be crying.

Thanks.

- My story is the big story.

These people are turning it
into fricking circus, Pete.

- No, Zauna.

You're talking about death.

That's court rooms and
lawyers and prison.

I'm not going to prison.

- Just say you don't
know anything.

They'll believe you.

- You are so stubborn.

It's not like I've got a choice.

D'you what, actually,

this Edward guys asking for it.

Ah, unmake me!

- I believe you're
experiencing interference

from a semi-sentient
energy field.

- Ah, mate, you're a spanner.

Excuse me, guys.

- Delete that take.

What the hell are we doing here?

If there's nothing to
get, why are we even here?

- No, we won't
be needing that.

- Oh, really?

- Mr. Lee,

look, I know we didn't
see anything tonight,

but there is something
here, isn't there?

- Maybe.

Or maybe Jonty has been pranking

the world on a genius level,

and when Edward Lee came
along, he backed down.

- I needed you to
find the ghost.

- I'll tell you what I do know.

There are far worse things
than ghosts in this world.

And thanks to your
obnoxious videos,

they know exactly where
to find you.

- Och, don't listen
to him, Jonty.

You're just pissed off
'cause we ruined your show.

You're a fraud.

- You all have no idea

what I've seen.

- Dawn!

Dawn!

Everyone hates me now.

You owe me this. Come
out for a selfie, yeah?

I know you're in there.

I know you're in there.
Why aren't you hearing me?

- So you gonnae tell him
what you stole from Edward?

- Hmm-mm. No, he's been
drinking all night.

Let's get him to bed.

Tomorrow we go live.

- I'll go get him.

- Come on out, Dawn.

Dawn!

- So we have something big.

Bigger than Edward Lee?
You're a clown, mate.

You think you can come in here,

show me how to-
- Jonty.

- So now for the epic reveal.

Zauna got access to some
of Edward's secret files.

- Way back in the '90s,

the man that attacked me, Jim,
lived here with two girls.

- Jontsquad, Dawn's
flatmate was none other

than our very own mental
health officer, Becky Dubar.

- Becky?

- It's on me to tell the
truth about Dawn.

Interview me.

Your followers deserve
to know the whole truth.

My poor Dawn.

So depressed.

I thought it was just a
comedown from all the pills,

but she was disintegrating.

- And how did she die?

Oh, she said she was learning
something called bloody magic,

that she was keen to
turn herself into a ghost

and haunt me forever.

That's what you heard
on the tapes.

That was her recording
herself killing herself.

- That's terrible, Becky.

- And I was so frightened of
her ghost following me that I,

I built this sigil thing
into your wall and...

- Becky, we can
stop if you want.

- Ah, it's fine.

- So Dawn is in our flat
trying to feed off our energy?

- Oh, more than just feeding.

You see, Jim was obsessed
with Dawn.

The attack on you, Zauna,
that was all on Dawn's orders.

- What?
- She wants you

to feel her pain,

because she then uses
that to control you

and then to kill you.

You need to move out.

- Yeah, we can't do that.

The story's spreading
all over the world now.

- Yes. And that is why I
need to be with you all.

- Yeah, I'm sorry, Becky,

but the sponsors decide who
we make videos with now.

- This is not for my vlog!

This was never about
my stupid, tacky vlog!

- Then why do you
need to be there?

- To protect you!

I'm sorry. It's just,
I want to protect you.

- Zauna, come on, turn
the camera off.

Zauna!

Turn it off.

It's amazing she survived that.

- I can't deal.

Yeah, I actually can't deal.

- Then deal, Amber, because
this can be worth millions.

- Amber, Becky's
coming here tonight.

You'll be safe over here.

- No.

I'm leaving.

And so is Jonty.

- What?

- Are you for real?

- Are you joking?

Let's leave now, together,

and show the world that
what we've got

is bigger than all of this.

Yeah?

- And that's how I found
myself on the healer's path.

- Fascinating. Dawn,
ya spooky bitch!

Becky's here. Are
you coming out?

- Here's
to you loons. Come on!

Cheers
- Cheers.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- Let's make a cassette.

- What?

- How drunk are you?

- Nothing much is happening.

Let's make cassette and,
uh, bring this to a close.

- Well, is it going to
be a live webcast?

- Uh, no. The sponsors want
more input with the edits.

Pete's language.

- Ach, fuck 'em.

Dicks.

- We can work together.

- Okay. Ready?

Are you with us now?

- Inside my pocket, I'm
holding up fingers. How many?

- Do you forgive me?

- Are we safe with you?

- Did you hear that?

- There's nothing there, babes.

- Go back.

- Do you forgive me?

- She's scared.

- Are we safe with you?

- She said, "Not safe,"
to my question.

- Really?

Oh my.

Oh, I feel this strange...

Oh God! Oh!

Oh God, I'm so sorry.

I just need to chillax. Oh!

- So it ends with a whimper.

- So no one believed me?

Jonty, erm,

where are you sleeping?

- I'm just in such a
confused place right now.

I wouldn't want you to
get the wrong signals.

- Yeah. Night.

- Sleep.

Sleep.

- How was it with Jonty?

- He cares more about
his followers than me.

- Oh.

- He's just sick in the head,

and I keep believing
his bullshit.

- I had your phone.

- What?

- I posted the nudes of you.

- Huh?

- And every time you
came into therapy,

I got more and more
into your head.

I made sure that you
couldn't cope

unless you had Jonty's approval.

- No. You've had too
much to drink.

Can you just leave
my room, please?

- There's so little left of you.

- Get out of my room!

- Please.

Amber.

You need to change.

- What's happening?

- Oh, I'm making you, I'm
making you into something else.

- I don't understand.

- I make ghosts.

I make ghosts.

- Pete! Jonty!

- Zauna!
- What's wrong?

- What are you doing?

- Amber.
- She's safe.

- Move now!

Amber!

- Zauna!

- Amber! Amber!

- She's killed herself.

Jonty, get in here and
look at what you've done!

- It's Dawn.
Downstairs, now!

- I can't deal
with it. Please.

- Jonty, come here!

- Call the police!

- Hey, guys.

- It's lighter fluid.
- It's everywhere.

- Are you taking the piss?

- Pete, Pete, Pete,
Pete, Pete, Pete.

- Check out my new vlog, guys.

It's the best one yet.

Lol.

- With me now is Becky Dubar,

who has set the place
to go up in flames.

- No sudden moves,
or boom!

- Now, you're
going to reveal your big secret.

- Okay, um, here goes.

Since the 1990s, I have
been making ghosts.

- Clever you old you!
How do you do that?

- Well, in order to make
a spirit you have to...

Break a spirit.

You find a damaged individual.
The younger the better.

- Oh, yes. I mean they're
quite gullible, aren't they?

They're quite easily
led when they're young.

- Then you change them
until they have no will.

I mean, I can even get them

to take their own lives
if I need to.

Then you pop their souls
onto a cassette,

and they become ghosts.

Then I perform a little ritual
just to make sure that, um,

they can't easily lead
someone directly to me,

and then their souls
give me power.

- Change.

- Am I right in thinking it's
been a difficult journey?

- My first attempt
at making a ghost

was my best friend, Dawn,

but Dawn didn't manifest
for almost 20 years.

So I guess you could say

that my first attempt
was an epic fail.

- Oh, poor you.

But 20 years later,
Jonty comes along.

- Jonty,

with his videos and his
lights and his followers!

Listen, he kept Dawn
for himself,

but that was all meant
to be for me, for me!

Not cool, people! Not cool!

So now Jonty has to choose

between the lives of his
friends or video of their deaths

in order to become the most
famous man in the world.

- But surely his friends
mean so much to him.

- Jonty is an influencer.

He's changed the world.

He could be the voice
of a new generation.

Why choose friends when you
could have 10 million followers?

- Jonty! Jonty!

- Hundreds

of millions

of followers?

- Becky.

You are a genius,

all right?

I'm betting that your
IQ is Einstein level.

But the chemicals in your brain

are unbalanced.

You cannot tell reality

from fantasy

right now.

- Sometimes I think that, too.

- See?

That's what I'm saying.

You're just in a dark place.

Look, let's get you outta here,

and we can get you
professional help.

- But no more magics, then?

- No, darling.

- Oh, you just think
I'm a little bit

bonkers?

- No, no, no, no, no,
no. Listen, listen.

It's okay.

Whatever it is,

we can find out together.

Okay?

Okay?

Hey, shh.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Hey, listen.

Jonty, run!

Take Zauna and get out!
Call the police!

- Change!

Sit down, Peter.

- All right.

Okay.

- Pete?

- Here you go, son.

- Ah.

Thanks, Mum.

- Pete, no!
Pete, you'll vomit!

No, no!

- Pete, don't swallow. Pete!

Jonty! Fucking hell,
man, you coward!

Come on! Come on!

Open.

Please.

- I can't.

- Pete.

Pete.

Open.

No.

No, Pete.

You bitch!

- Come on, Jonty. Help
me set up the cameras.

- Get off!

- Jim's attack got you hundreds
of thousands of followers,

Dawn's appearance millions.

Just imagine what you'll
get when you post

the ghost maker burning
her final victims.

- Jonty, do you listen to her.

- Ow!

- Stop!

- What?
- Stop?

- Oh.

You want to help Zauna? Right.

It's just, I've seen
how you let her use you.

- Don't listen to your
her, Jonty.

- You film her death,
everyone will know you.

Everyone will love you.

Or you give up your beautiful
young life

and die in screaming
agony, all for

this?

- Okay, I'll do it.

I'll shoot the video.

- Jonty!

- It's not your story.

It's mine.

- No!

It's Dawn's!

- Oh, you, give that
to me! No, no, no, no!

- Oh, give it to me.

- Zauna, run!

Go! Go!
- Jonty!

- Jonty!

- Ms. Matthews, Ms. Matthews,
where's Jonty, where's Jonty?

- Jonty!

- Can you
tell us where Jonty is?

Ms. Matthews, please talk to us.

- Zauna, Zauna, come
with me, come with me.

Zauna, follow me.

- A secondary
gas explosion

led to further casualties.

- All footage from the
night of the murders

has been mysteriously erased.

- Police
have yet to reveal

how many bodies have been found.

- Since
his disappearance,

Jonty Craig has surpassed
100 million followers.

But has the price of
fame cost him his life?

- The media claims that
we murdered Becky,

that we murdered our friends.

Now you know the truth.

We were not Becky's murderers.

We were her victims.

This is the truth.

Share it.

You got that?

- We just have to get it
out there.

What's going on?

Cut the feed.

- Hey, guys. Are you okay?

- I said shut it down!

- I'm trying!
- I'm worried about you.

Especially you, Zauna.

Guys, we should go talk
in my safe space.

- Becky, wait.

I'll come.

I think it could, uh,
could help me.

- Zauna, that's,

that's bloody magic.

I'm so proud of you.
- I don't remember this.

- You went to see her?
- I don't remember

any of this.
- I had to learn

how to help people
change themselves.

- Jonty, I'm so
sorry. I don't remember.

- Zauna.

It's time to make a change.

- Zauna!

Zauna! Please!

Stop!