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Come on, Dan. We wanna get
there before Christmas.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, laugh it up.

Ahhhh

It's Creepy out here.

Do you think this will be
better than Fright Night 2015?

Oh yeah. That was good.

Hope so.

That guy in the dog mask
still gives me nightmares.

Wuss

You we're scared too!

Mate, I don't get scared.

Oh yeah. how come every year
we go on these immersive

experiences If you
don't like being scared.

Correction, I like
seeing you scared.

Ah, you were scared at
that VR thing we went to.

It wasn't fear. That
was motion sickness.

Oh, you are such a Liar.

Terrified.

Don't be stupid.

It should be...

It should be just
round there I think.

Do you actually know
where we're going?

I was in the cadets
for five years.

So, I think I know
what I'm doing.

See I, I don't get this.

We're right where it
says we should be.

Well...

Did you get the right day?

Should be right here?

Welcome.

We were starting to panic.

Thought we had the
wrong creepy forest.

Oh no. This is the right one.

Are the others not here yet?

Unfortunately, they all
cancelled this morning.

It's just us.

You can set your tents
up just over here.

Oh you.

Help me start the fire.

Never see this at home.

Did you know you're
actually seeing light

that's taken 20, 30, even a
hundred years to reach us?

We're actually
looking back in time.

You been listening
to Brian Cox, again?

Is this your first
trip together?

Nah, we book time
away every summer.

We did secret cinema.

Escape rooms too.

This experience
will stay with you

for the rest of your lives.

See on the website it
said this is a once in

a lifetime experience.

So, not much repeat custom?

You know where we're sitting?

1993, a hiking party

found three skulls,
about a hundred yards

or so, over there.

An excavation took place.

Local historians
and archaeologists.

3,500.

That's a lot of archaeologists.

Dead bodies were found here.

Who were they?

No one knows.

There was no evidence, or
markings of who these people were.

Before you and me.

Before...

any of these trees or settlers.

In fact, before any
man set foot on this

soil, there was an evil here.

It lived in this place,
walked these grounds,

festering, screaming
at the stars.

It could never rest.

Never cease in it's

Search for more pain and misery.

I have seen those bones.

I have seen how they've been
twisted and broken and burned.

The pain and torture.
These people went through.

They were dragged into the earth

and the evil here fed
off them for an eternity.

Greedy bastard.

Sorry.

I walk out here often.

And when the trees are
silent, I can hear them.

Children's cries. Figures
roaming in the countryside.

Eyes staring back at me

in the darkness.

There is a custom

that we carry out on every tour.

This is a totem.

It's a way of feeding the evil.

It allows us to
communicate with the dead.

Throw it into the flame,

and as it burns, tell a story.

But not just any story. Oh, no,

No...

You tell a story that you fear.

A fable that haunts you.

So,

who's brave enough
to talk to the dead?

You are good. A bit old
school, but I like it.

- You can count me out.
- Me too.

Such wusses, man.

Oh, yeah?

Mine would scare the
life out of you mate.

No, Mark,

I'm already not sleeping
tonight as it is.

This is a story about shadows.

It begins with running.

Where the fuck do you
think you're going?

Where you going, sunshine?

Oi!

Fucker.

You've let him get away.

Piss off.

Come on, let's get
this little prick.

Oi, get back here, dickhead.

Shit.

Come on.

Okay, okay.

Bastard's chained.

Right well break it off then.

Jesus Christ.

Think you need to get
back down the gym, mate.

Thought we'd never get in.

Keep talking.

We know you're in
here Danny boy.

There's nowhere to go, mate.

Don't make this any
worse than it already is.

Where's our fucking money?

I don't have it. I told
you I got screwed over too.

Just leave me alone.

It was your deal. And
we know you switched it.

Now why don't you come out
and sort out your mess like a

good little girl.

Got you, you little prick!

Now, where's our fucking money?

Terry, I found him!

He's over here.

Get back here

you little bastard!

Fucking get you in a minute.
You fucking little twat.

What the fuck?

Get the fuck out!

Barry. Barry. No. Wait.

Daniel, you are really
starting to piss me off.

Barry, there's something there.
It's in the shadows, man.

Get the fuck out now
before fuck you up!

Barry!

Jesus.

You are fucking dead, Danny!

Do you hear me? Dead!

Fucking think you're doing.
- Terry. We need to be quiet.

I'm gonna make you pay
for what you did to Baz.

It wasn't me that killed him.

There's something else in here.

You're lying.

You're lying. Grow some
balls have ya. Decided to do

dirtywork yourself?

It's not like that man.

Look at me. How the hell
could I take out Barry?

Maybe he got lucky?

No

I didn't do it.

There's something else in here.

Like what?

This is gonna sound nuts.

I'm not really sure. But
it looked like some kind

of, some kind of monster.

Monster. Fuck's sake.
That's it you're dead!

No, - No, no, no, no,
no, no. Stop please.

I can't explain it exactly.

You better start trying.

I didn't stick around
long enough to see it.

I didn't study it man.
It's dark in here.

Look, all I know is

that it looked like some kind
of creature attacked Barry.

- Bullshit.
- It's not bullshit, man. Look at me.

I am shaking.

If you are lying to
me, I swear to God.

Listen,

there is something else
stuck in here with us.

All we need to do
is just get out.

We're not going anywhere.

What? Why?

Cause we're gonna kill it.

Don't be stupid, man.

Watch your fucking mouth!

Someone needs to pay for
what happened to Baz.

And if it's not you, it's
this so-called thing.

So you better hope we find it.

Terry don't be
stupid. Let's just

get out of here. Listen

to me calm down. We can

Shut up and take that.

What am I gonna do with that?

Crack it's fucking head open!

Sod that it'll kill me
before I get the chance.

Listen, if you'll try
and make a run for it

I swear to God, I'll
kill you myself.

Terry, don't do
this, man. Terry.

Get off him!

Get off him!

Arrghhhh

Found ya, ya little shit. And
I've already called the police.

- We need the police.
- What's with your leg? You alright?

No, there's something
in here. It attacked me.

What?

Look can we just get out of
here and wait for the police?

Please?

Alright, come on, son.

Sit yourself down
there. Lemme have a

look at your wound.

There's no time,
we need to leave.

Look sit down will ya.

I need to stop that bleeding.

Then I'll call the police.

What? I thought you said
you'd already called them?

I always say that. Do
you know how many junkies

and bloody teenagers
I get breaking in?

Well, we need to call 'em now.

Alright. Alright. It's
only gonna take me

two minutes.

Jesus Christ.

Son the door's locked,
alright? You're safe in here.

Right? Let's have a look.
Come move your hand.

Yeah.

I used to work at the, the
steel mills in Hartlepool.

I've seen some bloody
cuts in my time,

but this is a nasty one.

Yeah.

Ouch.

31 years I was there.

And now look at me, hey.

Still I get to see my grandkids
more now that I moved down.

My name's Jeff, by
the way. What's yours?

Daniel. My name's Daniel.

Dan. Daniel, right. Okay. Dan,
that should just about do it.

You gonna need some stitches
though? It's a deep cut.

Put your under on there,
will ya. Pressure.

Give it a pressure.

Right.

Any of those screens
for this building?

Huh. Erm yeah. I I I
think it's four and five.

Did you not see anything?

To be honest, son?

I don't really monitor them.
They don't pay me enough.

But they record though.

Can we, can we play it back?

Can we play back the
main factory room?

I, I don't really like
to mess around with 'em.

You know, I leave that
to the younger lads.

We need to play it back.

I need to see it. I need
to see what happened.

Yeah, I know, but I, I'm
sorry, but I don't have the

authorizion.
- No I need to. - I'm sorry.

- Please.
- Jesus all right, will ya just calm down will ya. God.

Just gimme a bloody minute.

Right.

Let's have a look.

Right, that's it.

Alright that should do it.

Can you go forward
on that a bit?

Oh, bloody hell.
That's a nasty blow.

You ought to get
yourself checked out.

You might have a concussion.

No I, I'm fine. Can
you zoom in on that?

No, no, no. Wait. This is it.

This is when it turns up
just before Barry arrived.

That's not right.

Oh. What, what do you mean?

That's not what happened?

Oh my God.

What have you done son?

That...

That's not, that's
not right. That's...

That's not what happened.

I, that, that wasn't me.

It's okay. Right?
I mean, you, you,

you got a bad knock on the head.

You didn't know what
was going on, right?

No I wouldn't, I
wouldn't do that.

I wouldn't do that. I couldn't
do that. Look I'll show you.

Come on, come on. Show yourself

Daniel, Daniel. You just,
just calm down, right?

Please, please, please, please.

Son.

Okay. I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
gonna get some help, alright.

You need help. Alright.

It's not, it's not real.

It's not What, -
What happened, I...

I don't...

No, no, no. The the creature.

The creature it, it
stabbed me in the leg.

Arghhh.

Oh my God.

It was me!

Oh my God.

I... I just, I
killed both of them.

W... What is... I don't...

Look, look, those men
were trying to hurt you.

Right? You were just
trying to defend yourself.

I, I just need you to, to breathe
and, and try to calm down.

All right?

What's happening to me?

Oh, hello yeah. Erm... I, I,

I need the police
and, and an ambulance.

Five B, West Court
industrial estate.

Yeah there's been
several attacks

and possibly a, a a
couple of fatalities.

Listen.

What is it?

- You hear that?
- I can't hear anything, son.

It's's coming back.
It's coming back.

We have to get out of
it. it's coming for us.

It's coming back.

Listen, listen.

I'm getting help, right? The
police will be here shortly.

I just need you to, to
calm down and stay put.

Nothing is coming.

You get away from him.
You get away from him now!

Leave him alone.
Leave him alone!

You need to get here
soon, the guys not well.

You get the fuck away from him!

Okay son, just come on

and just, just calm down.

Just put the knife down.

Okay. You are not gonna do this.

He's done, he's
done nothing to you.

He's done nothing to you.
And he's, he's done nothing

to me. - Hey hey,

come on. Just look
at me. Look at me.

There's no one there. It's just,

it's just me and you, right?

Just me and you.

He's just there. It's
right there, you have to...

Why can't you not see?

You... You've lost a lot of blood.
You're not thinking straight.

You're not gonna
do this again. No.

I won't let you do this.

No, you...

No you don't! No!

Christ no son!

Okay, that was creepy.

I told you.

No way is that true?

I have no idea. It was a
story Mark Bexley told me.

Mark Bexley, can do one.

Then we all know it was
complete bollocks then.

Demons don't always
appear with forked tails,

horns, and a Trident.

They're deep inside us all.

Buried within,

wrapped up in our
failures and guilt.

Mate, you never switch
off. I'm impressed.

So..

Who wants to exercise
their demons next huh?

I'll do it.

Get this Man a death stick.

Go ahead.

This is the story
of the Hidden Woman.

Is this about your
last girlfriend mate?

Shut up Mark.

This story begins with a car
arriving at a large house.

Why didn't she take all this?

Well Danny, she wasn't
expecting to go so suddenly.

She would've liked
more time to prepare.

Do we get to keep all this?

Erm yeah, some of it. Just
the stuff we like. We've got

to make room for our own things.

Why don't you go and explore.

So what do you think?

What if we don't like it here?

Then we'll fix the
place up and sell it

and we'll move to
somewhere we do like.

Charlie, come and
see what I found.

What is it?

It's a phonograph.

What does it do?

Well, it plays music. This
turns and it plays a song.

Can I hear it?

Ah yeah. Let me see.

Is it broken?

Yeah, maybe.

Oh that's a shame. Well, look,

maybe we'll find
someone later in the

week who can help us fix it.

Charlie, I don't
want you wandering

around this house in the dark.

Okay?

Charlie, how did you
reach this glass?

Let's go back to bed.

Charlie.

Charlie.

- And you are sure you don't want tea.
- I'm good.

So what? - It... it's for Digby?

He's a Boston Terrier, not Cujo.

Sorry darling. I
dunno what that means?

Nanny.

What's that lovely?

That's nanny.

Let me see.

That's not nanny darling.
She wasn't a dancer.

She told me she was.

When?

Charlie, when did you see her?

When I was thirsty.

Charlie.

Charlie.

You didn't throw it away.

What's that darling?

Oh.

I was having a bad dream.

Mum. Mummy,

Mum, you're squeezing
me too tight.

Mom. Stop it.

Charlie!

Charlie are you okay?
- What's happening?

- We're leaving. - Where are we going?
- Just put this on.

We just gotta go anywhere.

We just gotta get
out of this house.

You need to be as
quiet as you can.

Oh...

Arghhhh

Baaa!

You jumped. You
literally jumped.

Mate you shouted that was
a flinch. I did not...

It wasn't a fright, it
was a flinch. A flinched.

Wait, wait. What,
what happened to them?

No one knows. They
were never seen again.

What and that's a true story?

Yep.

Bollocks.

If that was true, how did
anyone live to tell a tale?

The dead do visit us.

The ghosts, spirits,
apparitions, whatever you decide

to name them, they do exist.

They're regrets, moments
of fear and hate.

Frozen in time.

Consumed by it.

Thank you. At least
someone gets it.

No, no, not a chance.

Oh come on. We did it.

Appease them, appease them.

If I do it will you shut up?

Absolutely.

Where's the thing then?

Thank you.

The setting is a cheap hotel.

What local IPA's They do?

None.

Sorry, I just got you a pint.

Bottle of Mexican
would've been better, but

Sorry.

No, it's fine. It's fine.

Are you okay?

Yeah, of course. Just
excited, you know.

Anyway, happy anniversary.

Tastes weird.

Cause the thing is, I'm,
I'm still not really sure

if I wanna do this.

Oh, here we go, babe. We
deserve this. You deserve this.

Just let yourself have a
good time, for once. Yeah.

How long have we been
saying we wanted to be more

experimental?

Well, you've been saying that.

Look,

I'm frustrated alright.

I'm not like you. I've
got needs. I'm passionate.

Why do you think my
temper's been so bad lately?

I understand and I forgave that.

But I need to know that you
really wanna do this, make...

Oh, we go with the
bloody mind games.

Look, you moan when I
cheat behind your back

and then you moan when
I'm honest about it!

Mixed messages.

All I'm saying is it's not
too late to just leave.

No! Can't you make just
one bloody sacrifice.

So, how are we all doing?

Peachy. Thank you, Steve.
Just getting nice and relaxed.

Tongue out.

What?

It'll make it more special.

Oh, right. Oh. In that case,
down the flipping hatch.

Cath?

Oh, not for me. Thanks
Luna. Work tomorrow.

And what do you do, erm, Marcus?

He does as he's told.

I think we're a bit
nervous, to be honest.

No we're not! Trying new
things. Keeps you young, eh?

Like this one's always
off at some new book club

or knitting circle or whatever.

Hardly.

Good job though. She
wouldn't have met you two.

What Wws it? Life drawing class.

You know what we do it's,
it's not for everyone.

Yeah, but the polyamory
thing works for you.

Right?

We believe that only

by surrendering your own petty
desires can you truly help

your life partner realise
their fullest potential.

There you go. I like that.

Oh, you will.

Right. Let's crack on

Here's your key. 68.

Rude. Nearly

As long as you're sure?

And whoever gets your

Oh he's sure.

And, whoever gets your body

only Cath gets your heart.

Right?

Exactly.

Don't forget to film
it with you, mate.

Have fun.

We will.

- Oh yeah, baby. - Yeah.
- Oh, this is what I wanted. - Yeah?

Yeah. Oh. Rocking
the goth vibe. Cool.

Careful with that. It's new.

Music.

I like music whilst I...

Have sex.

Something like that.

I'd have gone with a
bit of John Legend, but,

Shhhh

Oh poppers.

Been a while.

Shut up.

Can I undress you now?
See the goods. Ohh yeah.

Yeah I've been a bad boy.

Mmmm,

I know.

Oh, massage oil. Here we go.

Lie still.

It'll feel better.

Ugh. What smell did you get?

Rancid Badger? Should
have got aloe vera

And not talking wouldn't hurt.

Bit on the left.

Okay. Just so you know, this is
about as kinky as I want to...

What's this? This
isn't what I asked for.

Read the bloody email.

Ow. Fucking ow.

I said no pain play!

Er... Banana. Mango. Whatever
the bloody safe word was.

Hey, this isn't
funny you crazy cow.

Er... Er. Pineapple.
Erm... Papaya.

Peach.

Arghhhh.

That's not sexy.

That's just mental.

Hello.

Help!

This isn't funny, you know?

Can you let me in, please?

Hello, help.

Hello, please can you let me in.

Please can you let me in.

Help. Help. Help.

Room service.

Please help.

Hello?

Anybody?

Got the wrong fucking bloke.
Got the wrong fucking bloke.

Please.

You gotta help me. There's
a pack of my bastards.

What? I'm sorry, sir. You...

In fancy dress, chasing me.

Right?

Good God. Well, we should,

should call the
police immediately.

Don't you think you should love.

Yeah erm.

We need to get you
somewhere safe first.

Are you here alone?

Sir?

Open up you witchy
pricks. Kath. Kath.

Kath.

Don't worry, babe. I'm here.

About time too.

It's nearly midnight, you know.

What?

Apologies, my celebrant.

Th e sacrament?

Blessed.

The sigil?

Branded.

And the supplicant?

Bound.

Lovely.

Right then.

Enumerate the
offering, please Lu.

A finger.

Finger.

From a hand raised in violence.

An eye.

Eye.

That sort out the profane.

And a tongue.

Tongue.

That never once spoke truth.

And I'll have that
fucking earring too.

Do you Steven 'Keith' Collings,

The unworthy.

Hereby give penance?

Will you ever again betray
your solemn vow through the

craven weakness of your flesh?

And do you wholly, truly,

and forevermore
pledge to me alone

your heart?

Is the right answer.

That's a good job too. 'cause
we sort of started without you.

Arghhhhh.

The unworthy.

Happy anniversary.

What the hell was that?

It's a life lesson Mark.

Well he didn't learn anything,
did he? Because he's dead.

Well, lesson wasn't for him.

No. Be appreciative of
what you have in this life.

Exactly.

So if you have a good life,

you won't have a horrible death.

Oh no.

You do.

Good and bad doesn't
come into it.

What's gonna happen,

It happens.

Well I will always be
appreciative of what I have.

Yeah, exactly. Or
you're gonna get Steved.

That's messed up.

I loved it Donna. You've
got a wicked mind.

Thank you.

There's one more to go.

Do I have to?

Saved the best to last.

Fine. Give it here.

This better not be a chapter

from one of the
books you're writing.

No interruptions, okay.

Okay.

The faint sound of Hollywood
trailers can be heard.

Come on, you must
have an opinion?

I do, but I'm just
not getting involved

in that bullshit
conversation. Sorry.

Come on mate. You must have one?

Wrath of Khan.

No, look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

You can't have a sequel
that's based on a TV series.

Who said that? Who?

- Everyone! - What?
- Everybody knows the rules.

Okay, well that's just
bollocks then, isn't it mate?

Sorry. No,

Sorry for your wait.

No worries.

Could we get

one sweet popcorn,

one salted for this weirdo.

Three Cokes.

And...

I'm sorry, I'm gonna have
to call my supervisor.

No worries.

Mr. Robinson. It's
happened again.

What have I told you
about overusing the radio?

It's happened again. The

screen's crashed.

It's not crashed. You just
didn't use it properly.

That's a completely
different problem,

isn't it?

I'm sor...

I'm sorry for the
unnecessary delay.

Jesus Christ. This
place is just a

bundle of fun, isn't it?

Do you even understand
how to alter the quanity?

I'm sorry.

Waste of my time when I've
got other things to be doing.

Oh God.

Beat the crowds.

Meanwhile, whose idea was it

to see a premier film
at a midnight showing?

I mean, it's, it's like
a fucking morgue in here.

Yeah I'm trying to avoid
the spoiler, ain't I.

So how come Matt
Damon's in the trailer?

Didn't he fall off a
building in the first one?

I thought it was like
a flashback, wasn't it?

Could be a ghost.

Twin brother.

Ahem

Sorry, what mate?

Your incessant talking.

Yeah, ruining the film.

Mate the film?

It's an advert for
washing up powder.

Yeah, do you mind just
keeping your voices

to a respectable level.

Fucking twat.

I'm, I'm, I'm a tw...

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna go for a piss,
before we get in more trouble.

Want some?

I said I'm sorry.

I don't expect

to hold your hand
your entire shift.

But...

I don't want to hear it.

You're fired.

Yep.

Yeah, we've run out 3D glasses.

Yeah, well tell them
to close one eye.

What are you still doing here?

I thought I asked you to...

why are you wearing that?

Gareth?

That's, that's my
best fountain pen.

Arghhhhhhh

Fuck!

Fuck.

No, Gareth. Please.

You can have your job back.
You can have a new job.

Gareth.

Please.

No, Gareth, please...

Holy shit.

Guys get your coats.
We need to go. Come on.

Come on. Quick, quick.

We need to go. Come on.

Look. He's dead.

- Matt Damon?
- Look he fucking killed him.

He's dead. Killed him.
- Hold on.

I thought you said you
hadn't seen the film yet.

Shhhhh!

Say, oh my God. If
he does that again.

No, just listen, alright.

So Matt Damon does it?

I went out to go to the
toilet, and there was this,

what the fuck?

Are you fucking kidding me?

This is out-bloody-rageous.

Oh, excuse me.

Excuse me. Stop,
stop, stop there.

Please, please, just
stop there. Just wait.

Whow. Kindly step out my way.

Look, just move.

Just fucking listen.

I'm sorry.

The, the big guy
from before. Yeah.

He's just killed the manager.

Oh yeah.

The fire exit. Quickly. Why
aren't you moving? Quick come on.

Fuck, fuck!

Fuck. He must have blocked
it or locked it or something.

I don't know what the
hell's wrong with you lot?

If you go out there,
you're gonna die. Alright.

Okay. Alright. Okay.

I see what's fucking going
on here. It's a shit joke,

isn't it? I mean,

What? How

and why would I have
turned off this film?

And why the fuck would I
joke about someone being

brutally fucking murdered?

That's not in the slightest
bit funny. Is it Matthew?

No, it's not. What
this is is a disgrace.

No. Wait. Please don't go out

Now you've gone and done it.

Come on, we need to stop him.

Alright. Okay. We better stop
him. Just in case he blames us.

No, not him to killer
you prick. Come on.

All right, alright. Fuck.

Oh yeah, you. Excuse me.

I'd like to make a
formal complaint, please.

And request a full refill.

Now, I don't know if
you care about the value

of your customer experience,

but it's bloody bedlam in there.

What's with the... Bit early
for Halloween, isn't it?

There he goes like, you know

what he's gonna complain
about, don't you like, oh,

it was speaking from
my favourite Werther's

original advert. It was based
on me. I'm that decrepit.

Not only is the screen blank,
there's a gand of youths...

Holy shit.

Fucking shit.

Jesus Christ. Did you just
see what he did to that guy?

Now would you believe me?

We have to get out.

Alright, we need to
keep our voices down.

We can't just go walking
out there, can we?

Oh, you've gotta call
out for something.

We're under a concrete
ceiling in a soundproof room.

So! - So, so what do we do?

What do we do? What do we do?

I dunno. We've,
we've seen enough

of these bloody films
to know what happens.

Fucking hate horrors as well.

We all rush him.

Three versus one. He
won't stand a chance.

Alright?

And when was the last time you had a fight?
- I've had loads.

The last time you had a
fight, you was eight years old

and it was on the playground

against Sarah with the eyebrows.

And she beat you to a pulp.
- She, she's not too bad now.

She, she's not too bad now.

I mean, I went out on
a date with her once.

Not the time mate.

Sorry. Yeah.

Look, he can't be that strong.

Do you wanna test
that theory do you?

We can't just wait here.

Okay. Okay. We'll sneak out to
the foyer. Just hear me out.

We sneak out there together.

We get just enough signal
to phone the police.

We tell 'em what happened
and then we just, we'll hide

and, and wait for them to come.

Okay? So yeah, go out to the
foyer, the fucking kill zone.

Is that your idea.

Okay then we'll stay
in the dark room

and wait for the
Prometheus man to arrive.

Alright? Just keep it down.

Thank God the lights on anyway.

You had to say it.

He's cut the power.

Wait, which way now?

W, We...

We can...

Run. Run!

Oh - Shit.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Keychain Jangling

Natasha?

Get the fuck off me you pervert!

What? What are you doing?
What are you going t... Stop.

You are in the wrong room.

What?

Yours is the little stick
figure without the dress on.

Or is that too
confusing for you?

No, no, no. I'm sorry.

I'm just, I'm trying to hide.

In the women's toilets?

Well, that's a perfectly normal
opening gambit, isn't it?

Pervert?

What? No, no, I'm not pervert.

Says the sweaty man

standing in the women's toilet,
holding, what you holding?

Oh. Pervert.

Can you stop saying that
please. Nevermind listen.

The tall guy that works
here, do you know him?

Gareth? Yeah. Obviously. Yeah.
Cause I fucking work here.

Genius.

And if you don't get
out, I'm calling of him.

He's out there and
he is killing people.

He's smashing blokes head in!
- Right.

Right. Oh, is this
what gets you off yeah?

Just chatting shit to strangers.

Oh my God. Everyone's gone
mad. Look at, just watch this.

Oh if this is a
penis, I swear to God.

Oh my God.

Yeah. Listen, we need

to stick together if we're
gonna get out of this alive.

Well I'm not going on a date

with you afterwards if
that's what you're thinking.

Jesus Christ.

That's my manager.

Look, he's dead. Quick hide.

Go and have a Look.

Right.

Oh fuck.

Okay, you got me.

But erm

Let's just talk about it.

Yeah?

You don't have to do this.

You hate your job.
I mean, I get that.

I, I mean, you're just angry.

Let's just

let me go.

And I won't say anything

to anyone, okay?

I don't have to use this.

Hey asshole

shit.

Oh, oh.

Noooooo!

Bastard!

Oi!

Run.

Just fucking die!

I've got the keys!

Hurry up.

Which key is it? I mean
you bloody work here?

I only started on Saturday.

Oh for fuck's sake. Why
is there's so many keys?

Who needs this many keys?

Yes. Come on man. Hurry
up. Hurry up, man.

Yes that's enough.
Go, go, go. Go

Quick give us your hand.

Come on, get through

Bang!

Shot in the head.

Oh Oh shit. Taken
out by the po po

You fed them well.

Who? Oh, the ghosts.

Well aren't you
gonna tell a story?

I wouldn't dare.

Well goodnight.

And good luck.

Farewell.

Good luck with what?

Staying alive, maybe?

Aren't we supposed
to be going hiking

with that fruit loop tomorrow?

Grim.

Oi you lot?

Hey.

Huh?

He's gone.

What?

That guy is gone.

He's probably just out
killing a defenceless animal.

Oh, nah. His tents gone.

What he just up to left
the middle of the night?

Well that was a waste of money.

Maybe it's part
of the experience.

Might wanna check your wallets.

My phone. I swear I
have my phone on me.

My phone's gone.

What?

He's robbed us!

It'll be in your sleeping bag.

It's not I checked.

Wait.

He's taken my dad's watch.

My fucking phone.

My wallet's gone.

My notebook. It was in
my pocket. It's gone.

Why would he take your shitty

notebook and my
thousand pound phone?

That makes no sense.

I'm going to kill him.

What a absolute creep.

Can we complain about him on
TripAdvisor, or something?

TripAdvisor.

I've not even got insurance.

The hell man.

He just brought
us here to rob us.

Mam.

Mam.

I'm home.

So who's brave enough
to speak with the dead?

I'll go first.

There was once a young woman.
She was a talented novelist.

She lived to write, to create.

She was working in a studio

in a house she lived
in with her mum.

She was young, but
already worked for one

of the biggest
publishers in London.

She had just finished
the final chapter

of her book when bang!

A bird hits the window.

Trust me, they are listening.