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All right, you dark web degenerates.

The tournament of terror returns

Murderfest

13

5 serial killers compete inside our 500 acre kill zone.

And you have a front row seat to all the chaos and carnage as each killer

wears a body cam, streaming live for your sadistic satisfaction.

We have stocked the kill zone with ten unsuspecting victims, while our

anonymous predators stalk and slash their way through this gruesome game for a one million dollar prize.

Buy in early so you don't miss a moment of murder and mayham

and don't forget to place your bets in all of our categories including best

kill, first kill,

most kills.

And because we operate outside the oppressive legal regime, everything is

tax free.

And now competing in murderfest, thirteen, our killer contestants are Dee Monica,

she slays, and she prays to her dark lord.

Satan.

Dee Monica loves terrorizing innocent victims and spilling their blood to her

anti god.

All hail.

This holy hell spawn, the Canadian Cannibal. He likes to put real teens in his poutines.

This hoser loves spreading terror all across his home and native land and today

he's spreading that terror for you.

And don't worry if all that feasting on flesh makes him sick.

He has universal health care.

The Stalker, he is slashing more than just prices.

This slacker hacker

loves greeting patrons inside his local department store and welcoming them

straight to hell.

He's all about stocking shelves and raising hell

Chopsaw.

The chop never stops. He's the two time champion every one is buzzing about.

By the time you hear his saw, your flesh is already in his blade.

Our three time winner and reigning champion Skidmark The Clown

that's not paint on his face when it comes to killing the most

victims inside the game.

This sadistic circus freak isn't clowning around.

Don't miss a second of the sickest stream on the dark web - Buy Now!

Die mother fucker! Fuck you!

Ahh!

She's mine!

You stupid cunt she's all mine!

Argh!

She's too fast!

She's gone!

Shit!

Ok, killers, we go live in three minutes.

Now, I know you guys have all had those bags in your head for a long time,

but we all know it is essential that you don't know who we are,

and that you don't know where we are.

All right?

You all know the Rules, right?

You kill the victims only.

There's no killing each other.

And for every kill, you get $50,000

Bucks.

Now, the one of you at the end who's got the most kills, gets a one million

dollar bonus.

And you also get a cut of the wagers too.

So don't forget.

They're betting on best kill.

So don't be afraid to get a little creative.

Make sure,

above all else, that you got your camera on all the time.

Ok,

I've got the streams.

Now, give me

the screams.

Murderfest

Thirteen starts

NOW!

Murderfest!

- Finally! - Okay!

Come on!

That's fucking crazy!

- Okay! - Okay - I'm in it now, I'm sold now!

I've been waiting for this for so long.

Cameras on at all times.

The people pay to see what you see.

And no matter what, keep your masks on. If somebody figures out who you are, they might be able to identify all of us

And we can't have that happen.

We're keeping an eye on everything.

But if there's any issues out there, let us know.

All the cell phone signals have been blocked, but we've got an encrypted wifi

signal for the broadcast.

And remember, have fun out there.

Stalker, trying not to move around so fast.

It's too hard for the audience to watch.

Are you going, eh?

You can hold my sloppy seconds.

[Characters speaking Portuguese without subtitles] The only English word for the audience is "Murderfest"

You're so full of shit.

Oh, I was full of shit all right!

I was so constipated when we were at the resort,

like, I didn't trust the medication down there, right?

And the old lady hadn't packed any laxatives.

And

so I was getting a bit desperate.

So?

So get back to fucking work!

So

I took a glass of tap water,

Come on any moron knows you don't drink the water down there.

Ah come on.

I was desperate.

I was in pain.

I had to do something to loosen things up.

Anyway, about an hour after I drunk it, the old lady comes up to me and says,

she's got a surprise for me.

So I figure, great, she's finally chugged back enough to tequila she's

willing to put out.

Hey Ken what the fuck man, let's pick it up a bit.

So as she says, no, no, no,

she has booked us on an adventure.

We are going to go bungee jumping.

- Nah - Yes!

This is what I get for taking a job with a bunch of fucking rednecks.

I'll hooked into this harness and I'm thinkin a boy

are the safety standard here, as good as divin, down to the Titanic.

You know what's not safe, his job security if he doesn't pick this up.

So I'm heading down

I hit the bottom.

My ass explodes with crap.

There is shit fire hosing out

of there it's absolutely disgusting.

It's frickin everywhere. And I bounce back up,

and I think, well, that's over.

Oh, no, wait, there's more.

Because they let you bounce, an bounce and bounce.

And every time I hit bottom there's shit comin out of my ass, white pants,

too, and it's thick and

it's green, and it's dripping all over me.

And some of it just drips into my mouth.

And I'm screamin,

and I swallow some.

So

now I'm puking this stuff out of one end.

I got shit coming out of the other end.

And I bounce up and down a couple more times.

Fire hosin this cramp, all the time, puke coming out of one end, shit out of

the other.

And they finally take mercy on me,

haul me in.

You know what's making me puke right now?

This guy standing around doing fuck all!

I got it, I got it.

Yeah you doing a pretty shitty job.

So finally they haul me in.

The old lady,

she doesn't talk to me the whole time she refuses to go, despite the fact that

it's been paid for.

She doesn't talk to me for the rest of the trip.

She doesn't touch me for the rest of the trip.

I became the laughing stock of the resort.

Yeah,

it was a pretty shitty vacation.

I'm going to tell you, this story sounds like fucking bullshit to me.

It's bullshit.

Wayne any idea why we've never cut wood down here before?

Some guy e-mailed me

He said he knew that we chopped wood, and we could come here and cut as much

as we wanted for free.

But we had to do it today.

Free?

Maybe you could take your wife on another one of those shitty vacations.

Get back to work.

We're not painting a fuck the dog

What the fuck? Who the fuck are you?

Jesus,

Are you off your meds or something?

You fucker!

Ahh!

Wayne!

Skidmark with the axe handle!

Oh yes - that's awesome!

That other guy is fucked!

But he better kill him soon

because the others are closing and really quick.

I hope Skidmark gets them all.

Look at hiim - he's the best!

You fucking asshole! Wayne! Wayne!

Ken don't just fucking stand there!

Holy fuck.

Well, folks, there's an early candidate for kill of the game.

Sorry you had to split.

How can you watch the shit?

He just killed somebody.

I don't think it's real.

I think it is real.

What if the police trace the stream?

You could go to jail?

No, it's encrypted.

I can't watch this

sick shit.

Hey asshole!

This one's all yours.

Stalker?

I can't see anything.

There's got to be something on your camera.

Stalker?

Clear your camera lens.

- What the hell was that? - I missed it what happened?

Something just covered his camera. It's all blank now.

Stalker?

Cannibal?

Are you there?

Something's wrong with your camera.

Cannibal?

Anybody got eyes on Cannibal?

Something's screwed up with his camera.

I can't see anything.

Oh, shit.

Guys, we're missing it.

I thought we were watching it on your phone?

Surprise!

Don't worry - I turned on the VPN.

Skidmark has two.

Chopsaw has one.

Jesus Christ.

You guys weren't kidding. This is a real thing!

So you can place bets on this?

Yeah.

I got 100 bucks on Skidmark

to win.

No way you barely get anything if he wins

You gotta be the long shots. I put $300 on Dee Monica.

Ha! No way a chick's winning this!

If there's a middle of nowhere

I guess this is it.

Well, I figured you'd want some privacy

Jesus

there'sn't even a cell phone signal here.

I'm not some psycho, I promise.

How do you know I'm not a psycho?

Sorry.

We can go back to the main road.

No.

It's fine.

This is perfect.

Is this your car?

Yeah?

Why?

Just looks like something somebody's parents would drive

It's ah, it's a hybrid.

Cause, you know

I really care about the environment and shit.

Ok,

so why idn't we go to your place?

Why didn't we go to your place?

I have roommates,

well, so do I.

Do you call them mom and dad?

I'm not some loser that still lives with his parents.

Ok,

Look,

if you're not interested. We can go.

I'm interested.

Oh - holy shit they're totally going to do it! Look.

If we see boobs it was totally worthy what we paid.

Do you think you can give me the room for a few minutes?

Are you serious? We both paid for this.

On my mom's credit card.

Come on.

Shit!

Made you boys some cookies.

Thanks, Mrs. T.

Thanks Mom. What are you watching?

Ah, well, it's a documentary for school.

For school? Better not be for human biology.

Oh, no.

Ma'am, it's more like

social studies?

Don't stay up too late.

We won't.

Thank you.

Ah, dude we're missing the best parts!

Oh, no, you can see boobs anywhere.

The killing's the best part.

Back seat? Definitely!

- Glad you swiped right? - So far

but you can still blow it.

I'll stop talking then.

Oh, is that?

You have a key fob in your pocket.

Yeah, why?

Never mind.

Need a little help?

It's not my first rodeo.

I'm going to get it.

Ok.

Have you even seen boobs before man?

I mean, like, in real life? In real life

you heard me.

Ok, son of a bitch.

What?

You should never be afraid to ask for a little help.

You've got to be like a safecracker or something.

It opens

in the front.

What was that?

What was what?

You didn't just feel that?

Oh, I felt it baby!

You're sure nobody else comes down here?

No way.

Some guy posted about it online and said, this was the best place to go.

Some guy? How do you know, he's not some pervert who tells people to come down

here so we can watch them.

Tell me you didn't just hear that?

Yeah,

so?

I think we should leave.

No, it was a tree branch.

Com on, things were going so good.

No.

Listen.

What are you afraid of the hook man?

Stop!

When a woman says, no, she means, no, stop everything.

Don't keep pushing until she eventually gives in.

You are fiery.

You can take me home or to the police station or whatever.

But you can't touch me and we're fucking leaving.

You're fucking with me, right?

Ok? Ok we're leaving.

Just let me take a piss.

Six fucking girls swipe right. Six of them and I choose

the sensitive one.

You can say, no,

Oh shit.

Holy shit dude!

Oh I felt that!

[Characters speaking Portuguese without English subtitles]

Ahhh!

Where the hell is he?

God he's such a dick!

If you think a candleight picnic is going to get you anywhere you're wrong.

I want to leave.

Now.

Key fob's in his pocket.

Where's the car?

I'm not going to hurt you.

I said

I'm not going to hurt you.

you still have the key to the car?

Just shake your head, yes or no.

Good.

I'm going to run in the opposite direction and lure her away.

I want you to get in that car and drive straight to the police.

Don't stop for anyone.

You see anyone else in a mask?

Kill them.

Got it?

Now

hit the lights one more time.

Where the hell is the shifter?

What the fuck?

Someone want to explain to me what the fuck just happened?

How could you let her get away?

That's why you don't send a woman to do a man's job?

Fuck you Chopsaw last I checked we were tied for kills.

She got away.

What does that mean?

That's never happened before.

Yeah it has two years ago, that girl ran.

No,

she got hit by a train.

If she got away, there's no way they'd be doing another one.

[Sexual moaning]

Yeah!

Oh,

sorry,

I didn't know you were out here. Well, maybe if it came up for air in the last two hours, you would know.

And what?

You've just been out here watching us, like some pervert?

Well, it's nothin I haven't seen before.

Trust me, you haven't seen anything like this before.

Can I ask you something?

How come you never made those sounds when we were married?

You mean in the

30 second window I had to schedule with you once a week.

Gee, I don't know?

We're supposed to be here for Tom and Tina, so maybe we'll

try to get along this weekend.

You started this.

Sorry!

Fine.

This is supposed to be my weekend with the dogs.

Since we're here, can I

move it?

Well, under the separation agreement, any, changes to the schedule have to

be made in writing in advance of the date.

So?

Did you make a request in writing before the weekend?

- No. - Then no

you can't change.

Well come on.

Do you know how much money we

spent on that damn agreement.

You can't just go picking and choosing terms James.

Well, you know what?

I love those dogs.

Ok?

And I like to see them some weekends.

Thank you very much.

You never walked the dogs.

They are starting to forget who I am.

God Why didn't you care this much when we were married?

Oh, here it goes again.

Why don't you care James?

Why don't you care?

You know what you're like, a broken record

sometimes.

How's it goin?

Hi.

Sorry man

it must be a little awkward

listening to someone make love to your ex-wife.

We're uh still married

technically, just separated.

I really wish

you didn't bring that up.

It just made it more weird.

There used to be a time when you would hold my hand while I was

driving.

When did that stop?

Hmm.

Silent treatment?

What did I do?

It's after eleven.

So?

Day's almost over

and you don't even know what day it is? It's Friday.

Unbelievable.

Should be close.

What are you looking for?

Saw this thing online about a really good fishing hole down here.

You're going fishing?

Just checking it out.

Tom, I want to go home.

It's got to be close.

Tom, can you please just take me home? I want to go home.

Bingo.

Come on.

I think I'll stay here.

Just trust me.

It's crazy.

You could walk a bit faster.

I am walking

as fast as I can.

Ow!

You ok?

Yeah just a fish hook.

Hey, boss, I got eyes on The Cannibal.

Found him?

Oh, I found him.

Tell him, if he doesn't clean his lens he's a dead man.

Well, looks like somebody beats you to that.

What?

Oh, yeah, he's dead.

And there is no amount of free health care that's going to fix this.

Happy Anniversary!

You asshole!

I've been fuming all day.

I thought you'd forgotten.

You really think I would forget?

James alwasy forgot their anniversary and look how that turned out.

Too soon?

Hey!

Hey! Oh.

Tina!

Oh.

Nope.

Please stand by?

What the hell?

Wait guys.

Don't worry it's just a glitch. Let me check.

Yeah.

It'll come back soon don't worry.

Do you think the girl got to the police?

Did the cops shut that down?

They can't track us, right?

They don't know we're watching this, right?

Everybody stop!

The Cannibal's dead.

So?

So? Someone out there slid his throat, and he bled out,

we're looking at the footage, but watch your back.

Could be somebody out there hunting you.

The Canadian Cannibal has been disqualified.

Oh it's back on. We're good.

Thank god!

We're good, we're good.

As the four remaining sultans of splatter move in on the last five

victims.

It looks like it'll be the gore, the merrier for them.

Don't forget to place your bets.

Any bets on the cannibal can be transferred for a small fee, to another killer, as long as it happens within the next five minutes after that, you

forfeit your wager,

- It was you. - What?

You let her go.

You killed Cannibal.

Don't be crazy lady.

Who are you?

This is awesome man!

I didn't think they were allowed to go after each other.

What?

Huh!

I've got the dark one on my side.

Do you actually believe in the shit?

Or is this just a gimmick?

I believe in Hell and

I'm going to send you there.

Already been sister.

Who the fuck are you?

[Tagalog slur]

Who's that?

That that's the girl that got away from a last Murderfest.

I thought she was dead.

She will be, in about thirty seconds. Holy shit.

Guess people were going to find out sooner or later, huh?

Oh, little girl, you don't have a later.

Ah!

Oh.

Ah.

Two down.

Two to go.

When I'm finished with them,

I'm coming for you.

Uh!

Well, why don't you just come over?

My parents are gone for the night.

But come on,

All right, fine, you know what?

I'm just going to go out tonight, maybe have some real fun.

You guys forget something?

What the fuck?

Hey Tony.

Or do you prefer to be called The Stalker?

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

You tried that already.

You fucking bitch!

You might want to pay attention this.

I just emptied an entire bottle of powdered drained cleaner down your pants while you were out cold.

Heavy duty stuff.

It'll eat right through your flesh.

Good news for you

is that it's activated by water.

So try not to piss your pants.

That's good.

The more you squirm, the deeper it will get into those hard to reach places.

Nod if you understand.

Good.

I'm going to ask you a few questions.

How you answer depends whether or not I dump this entire bottle of water down

your pants

and listen to your skin sizzle.

If you want to know about Murderfest, I don't know, shit.

I want to know where and when?

Fine! Fuck!

It's the end of May.

But have no idea where it is.

I have to go to this boat launch at this place called Lakeport.

And I meet this guy.

He puts the bag over my head.

Then we drive a few hours out into the Woods.

And then these guys that I never meet, they just place me out there.

When the game is over, we put the bag back on, and someone takes me out of there.

Who runs it?

I don't know, I responded to this ad on a dark web forum, but then they

just kept inviting me back

I could show you the invitation, if you let me loose I can,

I can show you how to access it.

Or

I could just tell you that it's in that folder marked "Porn

Mom don't look".

How the hell did you find me?

I spent the last two years training and learning everything I can about hacking

computers and tracking people.

I knew you would pop up in one of the forums

sooner or later.

The password is...

I don't need it.

So the only way to know where

is to be in the game.

I can help you.

I can wear a tracker or

something, lead you right to them.

Where's your costume?

Green duffle bag, in the closet.

Great idea.

You put a tracker in

my costume, and you know exactly where I am.

I think I have a better idea.

You think, after what you did to my friends

to me,

that I would actually let you live.

Ok, Tarin

you made your point.

If you quit now nothing will happen to you.

Hell you've played a good game.

You put a bag over your head, and someone'll take you out and drop you

off wherever you want.

I'll tell you what.

You leave the campers go unharmed, leave the two remaining kellers for me,

and tell me where you are so we can end this quickly.

I can pay you.

Give up and I'll pay you a million dollars.

One million?

How much do you make off this thing?

Fifty million? More?

No thank you.

Guys, we got a problem.

Dee Monica and The Cannibal are dead.

That bitch Tarin somehow, got into the game and she's hunting you.

There's no way she can leave this fucking game alive.

That sounds like a you problem.

I ain't

wandering around here looking for some bitch

that got away.

Well, now she's on the board and she's tied you with two kills.

Not for long.

Oh, wait

shit, I guess she's in the game now.

She's got points and everything.

Oh my god, that's awesome.

You know, you really got me.

He even brought fishing gear.

Made me think you were actually going fishing.

I am.

What?

Going fishing.

On our anniversary?

Ok, a birthday is your day.

An anniversary is our day.

So in honour of our day, you get to go camping with your maid of honour

and...

this guy, and I got to go fishing with my best man.

We both get to celebrate.

You know?

I think that's the first time James has ever been called the best at anything.

Ha, ha, ha!

Asshole.

Oh shit, sorry.

Oh,

you have fun with that.

And, um

I guess i'll go to my tent

alone.

On our anniversary.

Okay.

Good night, dear.

You think she's pissed?

Nah.

Let's go get the gear.

You didn't finish your spaghetti?

Ah, I'm not hungry.

Are you still watching this?

Yeah.

Well, this girl she survived two years ago sneaks back into the competition in

disguise, and now she's killing all of the killers.

I'd watch that!

Right?

Ah, yeah!

They are so dead!

Mmm, hmm.

Hey - where'd everybody go?

Who cares?

No, no, seriously, I should really go look for Tina.

Maybe she's in the tent.

Go see.

Hey, hey.

No, what is that? What is what?

That.

Are you fucking recording me?

Recording what? What do you mean?

What the fuck is wrong with you, you didnt't ask me?

That's so weird.

What are you talking about?

Don't fucking talk to me.

You sleep out here.

Ok?

What the fuck are

you looking at?

Jesus Christ.

Drilled him, man!

You drove a bit through his bits.

Ha - nice one!

Thanks, man.

Carlo?

I'm sorry.

You can come in the tent.

I know I'm a little bit older than you, and I just, I don't want you think I'm

a prude or something.

So if you want to film me, all you have to do is ask, ok?

Carlo?

If you're just going to sulk about it.

Don't bother coming in.

Oh man, she's hammered!

Hammer time!

You fucking ruined it dude.

No I didn't.

I didn't.

You made it worse.

I didn't.

You made it worse.

You had to take it too far.

Take it too...

You took it too far.

The joke's over now.

The joke just happened.

How can it be?

So,

how long has Nicole been seeing this guy?

Ah, a couple of weeks.

His band was playing at some bar and

she picked him up.

Are they any good?

Really?

The guy's banging my wife.

And you want to know if his band is any good?

My bad.

They're awesome, actually!

Which makes it even worse because,

you know, it wouldn't suck so bad if he was bad, and I could at least laugh at him.

Yeah.

You know, they got this one song that's like ba da da da da da

Shh!

Are you sure there's no one else out here?

Dude,

I don't even know where he is.

You got a point.

This is getting repetitive.

At least mix it up a little.

Give him a chance.

The fuck?

Welcome.

Look who's invested now.

Yeah.

Thirty bucks on that guy.

You want to use my phone?

Yeah.

Let's see it then.

Asshole!

Where'd the other one go?

What the fuck?

I'll get her you dumb

Fuck.

Fuck you!

Nikki.

Nikki.

Nikki.

Nikki.

Oh dude, we forgot the most important thing!

What?

The beer!

Ah,

Woah, woah, woah!

Take it easy. You can take our truck.

I don't want your shitty truck.

Look, I don't have time to explain this, but there are a bunch of psychos

in masks trying to kill you.

Who's at the camp site?

Our wives.

Wives? Plural?

And a musician

but nobody cares about him. I'm serious, asshole.

Get in the truck and start the engine.

I'll go to the campsite and get everybody here.

And you drive as fast as you can until you get to the road.

What is this is some kind of joke?

Do I look like I'm joking?

If they're in danger we're coming.

No.

They'll be waiting for you.

Just stay here and be ready to go.

Living means running.

Now!

[Characters speaking Portuguese without English subtitles]

Come on!

No, wait.

I need...

I need a second.

We don't have a second!

I just need one second.

He's got her!

No man, this sucks!

Oh come on, they can't end it like this.

DIE!

Come on.

Holy shit!

Where's Nikki?

No. She...

Ye guys gotta go!

What about you?

I'm gonna finish what I started.

But...

Ah, you bitch!

You okay?

Keep driving!

You know what's a bitch? Gravity!

Stop!

Back up!

Okay go!

Aww!

Jesus, so much for Chopsaw, man!

Fuck!

Oh god, well...

I'll drink to that shit!

He wasn't even my favorite, but

Christ.

I expected him to do better than that, really I did,

I did.

That was a little low.

Fuck, I'm disappointed man but

Shit.

That was

That was funny as shit.

How brutiful.

Brutiful? Brutiful man!

I like that, brutiful!

Yeah!

That's what I'm talking about, whoo!

Yeah up top!

You know, I didn't know if I really wanted to invite you

But you turned out to be pretty fun.

Holy fuck is that guy dead?

I hope so.

Now what?

Drive

don't stop for anything, or anyone until you get to the police.

Yeah but what about you?

I've got a shit stained clown to kill.

How do we thank you?

Weapons.

Well, there you have it folks, a once great champion of this game is no more, which

leads us to sudden death.

Tarin and Skidmark both tied at three kills each.

Now it's killer, take all.

Whatever this cost

It was worth it.

All the victims are gone.

That's the end of the game.

Send somebody to get me.

Oh the game isn't over.

You and Tarin are tied with three kills each.

That's not what I signed up for.

Don't tell me

big, bad.

Skidmark

is afraid of some little girl.

That's bullshit!

Good. Finish it.

Bring her on.

Fuck that bitch Tarin.

She's gonna get it.

Fucking bear trap.

Come and get me you fucking clown

I'm right here.

Ahh!

You moron you should've learned from the last time.

I DID!

Oh,

Yes.

Ah best game ever!

Yeah, but I liked Skidmark, man!

Dude I told you.

Yeah, too bad.

Thank you, man. This was so great!

Yeah.

Shit.

All right, whatever. Fuck.

Yeah!

That was the best one ever.

That was all right, yeah. Yeah.

Dee Monica though?

Ah, ha!

All right.

You sadistic scumbags.

Murderfest 13

closes out with a surprising twist of events, Tarin, the lone

survivor of Murderfest 12

Returns to win the game!

What happens next?

Actually that's a good question.

What does happen next?

- That was pretty good. - Yeah.

Stand by for all the highlights as

We announce the

winners in

each category.

And don't forget you can vote now for Best Kill!

Are you sure no one can trace it?

Yeah, yeah.

Dude, the best kill has to be Tarin smashing Skidmark into the bear trap.

Like, come on.

Yeah but I still like the wood splitter one, man.

That's too fucking bad.

Put the fucking thing in.

Put the bear trap.

Put the bear trap.

It was good.

Fuck, fine.

Shut up.

Thank you.

Drop the hammer.

Boss wants to see you.

I'm dying to meet him.

Then put this on.

Hands behind your back.

Sit down.

And that's it for voting. The results are going to be compiled soon, and the winner for Best

Kill is going to be announced in a few minutes.

Well, congratulations.

$50,000 dollars per kill

times four.

That's $200,000 dollars.

I assume it was you that killed The Stalker.

It's another $50,000,

plus one million dollars for winning the game.

That's a grand total of 1.25 million Bucks.

You should save that for a lawyer,

all those people that got away are spilling their guts to the cops right now.

Oh, trust me, if their guts get spilled, you get a front row seat.

You asshole!

We couldn't let them get away.

This game is evolving.

Next year it's going to be even better.

And we want you to be the star.

Go fuck yourself. But our buy-ins went crazy when people knew that you had joined the game.

The betting went way up.

Turns out people love it when the victim gets organized and gets back in

the game.

You people are sick.

Oh, come on.

You enjoyed killing.

I watched you.

They deserved to die.

Maybe they did, maybe not.

I want you to come back next year.

I'll find you five more killers, stupid fucking pricks, just like you like.

You get back in the game, you hunt them down.

You get to kill them all.

You can't sit there and tell me you didn't enjoy

killing, or that you won't kill again.

I guess.

I mean, you're kind of right.

So

are you in?

Not that.

I mean, I'm not done killing.

Let's just shoot her.

Don't move.

The others

I get it.

They killed people, they murder,

but I haven't killed anybody.

I haven't killed anybody.

It's them.

You know that, right?

It's the people at home.

If they don't watch this, there is no game.

All I'm doing is giving them what they want.

Then let's find out what they want.

Ok, you sick fucking freaks.

This man

say, hi,

I have a family...

I said say hi!

Hi.

Ok, now, shut up.

He says, that you are the ones to blame for all the lives lost here.

He just

gives you what you want.

So I think it's only fair that I give you what you want.

You choose what happens next.

Does he live,

or does he die?

You have two minutes to choose.

Guys

should we vote?

Yeah.

Fuck this piece of shit man.

Fucking kill him.

Die?

Die!

I don't want, I don't want no part of this.

What?

What the fuck are you talking about we just spent a fucking

whole ass fucking time together.

Seriously?

Yeah.

Fuck you guys!

Oh, fucking go home

and go pout to your mother, eh?

Will ya?

Fucking...

So, die?

Dude, I'm not a bitch, die!

Tarin,

finish him!

DIE!

If we say die,

is she really going to kill him?

I guess.

Keith, I think we should choose live.

Fuck that!

What?

Keith.

What did you do?

What do they want to see?

I told you, if they didn't want to see people die they wouldn't be there.

I have kids,

and a wife.

Shut

up.

Ohh!

That's a lot of votes,

Buddy!

You got a good little business going on over here, huh?

I haven't...

Shh!

You sickos and psychos have voted.

Now it's time to reveal the results.

What do you think?

Freedom or bleed 'em?

Kill him!

No, this isn't right.

This has gone too far Keith!

Fuck don't let him go!

What's the matter with you?

You killed that guy.

I didn't kill anyone.

You voted!

You told her to kill him. No she would have done it anyway.

Keith I'm going home.

Don't be such a wimp!

Keith Robertson from Toronto, Jason Cook in Belleville,

Arnold Aquino from El Nido, and

Mike Hancock from St. John's Newfoundland,

What a beautiful town that is.

Keith,

She just said, your name.

How is that possible?

I have all your names and all your addresses.

I ran a trace program.

I know everyone that voted, and I know where you're hiding.

Each and every one of you are the reason

this thing exists.

If you weren't watching,

no one would have died.

None of this would have happened.

All my friends would still be here,

Laura,

would still be here.

And I wouldn't be here.

It's all safe

when you're watching from there.

But

now I know who you are,

and I know where you live,

and I am going to show each and every one of you how real murder really is.

Oh shit.

What the fuck?

Jason, she just said your name.

I know.

All right, um

I was never here.

Um,

I'll see it work

later, right?

Yeah, yeah I'll see ya.