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(eerie music)
♪♪♪
(crow cawing)
♪♪♪
(dramatic sound indication)
♪♪♪
(gate creaking)
♪♪♪
- I don't wanna go this way.
- All the good houses are on the other side of town.
This is the fastest way.
Now come on!
- You're meeting Lisa, aren't you?
- So what if I am?
- But Mom said you had to take me trick-or-treating.
- And I am... with Lisa.
- I don't wanna be in here.
Wait up!
♪♪♪
(chuckling)
♪♪♪
- Ben?
Ben?
♪♪♪
Hey, Ben! This isn't funny anymore!
- BEN!
BEN?!
(clattering)
(distant screaming) BEN!
Ben?
(doors creaking)
(whispering): Ben!
Ben?
(screaming)
- (Ben): You should have seen your face!
Ahh!
- Oh, my God.
♪♪♪
- You two are a couple dummies. You know that, right?
Seriously though, you two even breathe a word
about this to anyone, I swear to God...
- Don't worry, I won't tell anyone...
that you scream like a girl! - Hey!
I'd watch it if I were you, pal!
- Don't take it out on Ben. This was all my idea.
I guess I'll just have to find a way
to make it up to you somehow.
- Gross! I can still hear you, you know. Ugh.
- Yeah? Well, maybe you should keep walking, then.
- Fine by me.
(distant dog barking)
- Hey, where are you going?
- This bag isn't gonna fill itself.
- Yeah, well, no one lives there, doofus. Come on.
We still got two blocks to go.
- But I saw someone in the window.
- You're wasting your time.
♪♪♪
(ominous sound indication)
- You see? Now can we go?
- But I saw someone in there.
- Your brother's right, Ben. We should just go.
(slow knocking)
- Ahh! - (Lisa): Ben!
- What the hell did you do? - It's not my fault, all right?
(groaning)
- (Lisa): We should really go get that cleaned.
(exclamations of surprise)
- OK. You two are up to something again, right?
This is... this is... this is some kind of joke, right?
(screaming) BEN!
- JASON!
- (children): Trick or treat!
- I'll trade you.
(children chattering indistinctly)
- Somebody help...
please...
help...
(honking)
(whimpering)
- You all right?!
- It's killing them! - Who is?
- It's killing them...
- Who is? Who is? Where?
- The old house...
on Oakwood Lane... by the cemetery.
It knows what scares you.
Oh, no...
It's here! - What is it?
- It's here! Help me! - Where?! What? What is it?!
What do you see? - HELP ME! HELP ME!
- What?! - Snakes! HELP!
- Snakes? What snakes?! I don't see anything! - NO!
GET OFF! - Whoa, whoa, whoa!
(gasping) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
(growling)
(siren blaring)
- This is Officer Rance. I need immediate backup
at 59 Oakwood Lane,
possible 1-8-7 in progress.
I repeat, backup needed!
59 Oakwood Lane!
(indistinct speaking over radio)
(heavy breathing)
(floorboards creaking)
(suspenseful music)
♪♪♪
(dramatic sound indication)
(gasping)
(rapid breathing)
(dramatic sound indication)
♪♪♪
(floorboards creaking) (gasping)
♪♪♪
(dramatic sound indication)
What the hell? Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
- (male reporter): It's been one year since the grisly discovery
of the murdered teens in the East End
in a case that's all but gone cold.
Autumn Ridge police are asking for any information
regarding the killings at 59 Oakwood Lane
one year ago. In other news...
- (male reporter): On the 11th anniversary
on what has become known as the Neverknock murders,
authorities are asking trick-or-treaters to refrain
from the ritual of knocking for the Neverknock
at 59 Oakwood Lane,
as that house and those next to it
have been condemned and pose a serious public safety risk.
Police are also asking for any...
- (female reporter): Bundle up warm tonight for your chance
to enter the Neverknock contest here at KTMN
and win $1000 by taping you and your friends
knocking three times on the door
at 59 Oakwood Lane while saying
"Never, never knock."
For those lucky enough to survive,
the winners will be announced on air here at midnight.
(birds chirping)
(church bells ringing)
♪♪♪
(indistinct speaking) - (man): Three for a dollar!
- (woman): Hi! (indistinct speaking)
- Why can't we just do the festival the four of us,
like always? - Grace doesn't know
that many people, all right? I... don't know, I just thought
it would be nice if she came along.
- Sounds like someone's got a crush on the new girl.
- Ooh!
Grace is in my English class. Yeah, she's cute.
- Like you should care?
- We're taking it slow, OK?
- Yeah. Well, take it from me Leah.
If you want something in life, you just gotta go for it.
- Just don't freak her out.
- And by that you mean scare her off?
- OK. Can we stop talking about this?
- Hey, is it true that, uh...
Grace's mom died in a fire or something?
- You seem to know an awful lot about this girl.
- What?! You know, everyone knows!
- There was a car accident last year...
it flipped over, caught fire, and Grace barely made it out.
- Nice.
Girl with a dead mom. Seems like she'll be a lot of fun.
(chuckling)
(soft music)
♪♪♪
(screaming)
(sirens blaring)
(screaming)
- NO! Oh, no!
(screaming)
(sirens blaring)
♪♪♪
(fire crackling)
MOM!
- (man): What's she doing?! Get that girl!
Get her back! Get her back! - MOM! NO!
NO! NO! GET OFF OF ME!
SHE'S IN THERE! No! Mom...
♪♪♪
(door opening)
- Hey! - Jeez.
What did I say about just barging in like that?
- I'm looking for my horns. Take a pill, like for real.
- Not today, OK?
Of all days, just not today.
- I miss her too, you know.
- I know.
- Wait, what are you doing?
I thought you were going out with some friends tonight.
- Dad just called.
There was a last minute surgery
so he's not gonna be back from the city 'til late.
Hey.
Looks like it's just you and me tonight.
- Well, you could take me with. I'd stay out of the way.
- Yeah, right, not a chance.
- You're just looking for an excuse not to go.
- There's no way I'm taking you with.
OK? (doorbell ringing)
- They're here. I'll go tell them you'll be right down.
- No! Wait! Jenna!
- Oh, hi.
- Hi. - Sorry.
I... It's just until my father gets home.
- No, it's all good. The party's
not until tonight anyway.
- This just keeps getting better and better.
- So, Grace,
this is Sydney, Gavin and Amy. Everyone, this is Grace
and...
- Oh. Jenna.
- Hi.
- So...
where to?
- You know... I'm thinking maybe Jenna
wants to check out the House of Horrors.
- Ah... - Ah!
- I'm in.
- House of Horrors it is.
- OK...
I'm really sorry. She insisted. - Oh, no, no! It's OK.
- Look, if it gets too much, we can always bring her back, OK?
- Oh, no! Seriously, it's fine.
- All right. - Wait up, guys.
♪♪♪
(indistinct speaking)
(cheering)
- (man): Hot dogs! Come and get your hot dogs!
♪♪♪
- Hey, you! Come on! Keep up!
(growling) (screaming)
- Shut up! You know I don't like dogs!
- Yeah, especially the vicious ones.
- Wow, you guys really
take your Halloween seriously, huh?
- Yeah, well, a town this old, the spirits need at least
one night to come out and play, right?
- Yeah, welcome to Autumn Ridge, where everyone
has a ghost story and everyone is full of sh...
- Children here!
- Jenna?
Jenna!
Uh...
Jenna?! - Are you guys coming?
- Isn't she just a ball of energy?
- You have no idea.
- Hey, hey. Look, I know you're trying to prove a point
with her sister, but... maybe we should rethink this.
- If you're scared of seeing a little fake blood,
maybe you should stay outside. - No, I'm...
I'm not scared of a little blood.
I'm not!
- Good.
(sighing)
♪♪♪
(thunder cracking)
(maniacal laughter) - Are you sure about this?
- Of course she is! She's gonna love it.
(dog barking)
- Whose idea was this?
(chainsaw revving) (screaming)
(maniacal laughter)
(thunder cracking)
(metallic jangling)
(maniacal laughter)
- Sydney?
Amy? Leah?
- Gavin? (door creaking)
Gavin? (dramatic sound indication)
(groaning) (gasping)
(shrieking) (hissing)
(screaming) (laughing)
(dramatic sound indication) (screaming)
- Oh, my God! Oh!
(dramatic music)
(demonic groaning)
(dramatic sound indication) (screaming)
(creepy chuckling)
(distant screaming)
(eerie laughing)
(groaning) (screaming)
- Oh, my God.
- Grace? - There you are!
(chainsaw revving) (screaming)
Grace, come here!
(maniacal laughter)
- Oh, my God!
(chuckling)
- I wonder where Jenna is.
- Probably with the others.
- Hey. Come on. Let's go. - OK.
(giggling) - Wait.
OK. - This way.
(laughing) - Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
(distant screaming)
(ominous music)
- RAGH!
Brains...
(hissing)
- Sydney! Come on...
AHH! (groaning)
Please, no. Anything but blood.
(whimpering)
Oh, God!
Don't! Blood!
Blood is everywhere! (groaning)
Oh, please! Please! Make it stop!
- Gavin! You OK?
- Yeah. - Come on.
(distant groaning)
Gavin?
Honey, where are you?
(growling) (screaming)
(evil laughter)
(distant screaming)
- Oh. - O... K.
- Hey, um, we...
we weren't... just... - Yeah, this... this isn't...
what it looks like at all.
- You're not gonna say--
- Say anything?
Why would I?
- Wait, wait. What if she tells Sydney?
- I mean, would that be so horrible?
She treats you like dirt.
- No. Yeah. Hey! Jenna!
♪♪♪
(shrieking) (laughing)
- (Sydney): Oh. There you are.
- Oh, hey... - So, apparently,
Jenna here...
Oh, I was just telling Gavin that Jenna here...
...wasn't all that scared.
- Really?
- Yeah. I know, right? I mean, I nearly
had a heart attack in there. - So...
I say we do the Neverknock. - Oh...
I don't think she can handle the Neverknock.
- Try me.
- What's the Neverknock?
- It means cutting through the cemetery.
- Let's go.
- You heard the girl. Let's go.
- Well, all right.
- Guys...
- Come on! - It'll be fun. Come on.
- OK. Wait, but seriously, what's the Neverknock?
- Come on!
On Halloween night, 1986,
three kids were found dead.
(screaming) (bones cracking)
(gasping)
Each had been murdered
at 59 Oakwood Lane.
- (Amy): The cop who discovered the bodies
found three words carved into the back of one of the dead kids.
- What did the words say?
- Never... never...
knock.
- OK. That didn't happen.
- Yes, it did. That's a fact. You can look it up.
- OK. So who killed them?
- No one knows. - But it knows...
what scares you.
- What does? - The Neverknock.
♪♪♪
- OK. There's no way
this is true. - It's Halloween,
so knock the door three times, say "never, never knock"
and you'll see just how true it is.
- That is, if you're brave enough.
- OK.
Come on, I think it's time we took you home.
- (sighing): Come on. - No, wait!
I'm not scared! - Hey! Jenna! Don't!
- Let's see who answers!
- Jenna! Hey!
- Ow! - Really?!
- Ah! - Don't be stupid, Jenna.
OK?
Perfect. Get out of there, Jenna!
You're being a real brat! - Better than being afraid.
- OK. We get it.
You made your point.
- Who's scared now, huh?
(crows cawing)
- Fine.
- All right. - Seriously?
- HEY!
- Let go! - Sorry guys, show's over.
- Let go! - Oh, great.
Dad's going to love this. Hey! Don't!
Don't be a brat, Jenna! - Never...
never...
knock.
(suspenseful music)
- Well, that was fun.
- OK. You're coming with me. Now.
- Guys!
♪♪♪
- This is a joke, right?
Let's all just...
have fun and prank the new girl.
- I wouldn't do that to you.
(shrieking) - I'm outta here!
(slithering)
(growling)
- What the hell just happened?!
- Jenna? Jenna!
JENNA!
(growling)
Jenna!
Jenna? JENNA!
- Hey, hey! Grace! Grace!
She's not in there! - Get off of me!
OK? - She's not there!
- Grace, he's right. Look.
- Yeah, you...
She probably got scared and ran off. - Yeah.
- But... I... I just saw... - Look, look, it is probably
someone messing with us, right? - Yeah. It's not like it's
the first time we've knocked on that door. People do it
every Halloween. (crows cawing)
- I'll go in the house and look with you if you want,
but... I think these guys are right.
I think Jenna took off.
Sorry...
Come on.
- Jenna!
(dog barking)
Jenna!
Jenna, it's...
It's not funny, Jenna!
Come on.
(dog barking)
- Jenna!
- Jenna, where are you? - She's still not answering.
- You're sure she has her phone? - Jenna would never go anywhere
without her phone. - Jenna!
- Where the hell are you?! - Jenna?
Jenna! - Oh, hi.
Hi, Dad. Sorry, I, uh...
I thought you were someone else.
No, no, no, everything's...
everything's good.
Yeah. She's just in the house.
I'm waiting for her before we go check out downtown.
Yeah, no, it'll be fun.
Don't worry, OK? We're getting along
just fine.
OK.
Well...
we won't wait up.
See you tomorrow.
I love you too.
(beeping)
I'm going back.
I never should have left that house without checking it.
What am I thinking?!
- Are you guys coming?
- Gavin! - What?
We can't let them go by themselves, right?
- Yeah, we can.
- Come on.
(phone ringing)
- Jenna, where are you?
(static noise) Jenna?
(heavy breathing) Jenna, if this is you,
you need... you need to stop messing around! OK?
(heavy breathing) Jenna?
Hello?
Hello!
(phone ringing)
Quick!
- Wait, wait. Whoa. What just happened?
- I don't know! OK, let's go.
- Come on!
(dial tone beeping)
Jenna, if this is a game you're playing, you need to stop, all right?
(phone ringing) Oh, my God! Quick!
- Grace, wait! You don't know
who that might be!
- Come on!
(phone ringing)
- This sucks.
(dramatic music)
♪♪♪
- (whispering): Grace?
Grace?
Grace? Grace?
- Sh! Listen.
Do you hear that?
(phone ringing)
Just... right there.
- OK, I think it's time we find help.
- Yeah, I'm with Leah. - Look! No, OK?
If someone has Jenna and we leave now, we may
never see her again. - OK, so what if this isn't
Jenna just messing with us and someone actually has her.
What do you expect to do once we find them?
- You guys do what you want, OK? I'm going after my sister.
- Grace, wait!
OK. Come on. I'll start a group chat.
Whoever finds Jenna contacts the others.
- No! We're not going! - But Sydney, we have to!
- No, we don't. - OK, look. If this goes south,
I don't want to be the one telling the cops
that we just stood by and did nothing.
- OK, but what if...
What if it's true?
- What's true? - Look, you saw the blood
on the door and you heard that sound. What if it's...
you know...
- It's a ghost story, Sydney.
- OK, then how do you explain it?
- Hey, hey. Look, I don't know what the hell is going on,
but I promise you... the Neverknock's not real. OK?
- Do you two...
need a moment alone or can we go?
- Yeah.
(ominous music)
♪♪♪
(phone ringing)
- Come on.
(phone ringing)
(fast-paced music)
JENNA!
(phone ringing)
- Jenna?
(phone ringing)
- This way.
- Which way?
- Maybe we should split up. - No way in hell,
like that ever works out well for anyone.
- Well, I...
- Come on, this way. - Wait!
♪♪♪
- Jenna? (growling)
Jenna?
- Wait, um...
- This way. - This way, yeah.
(growling)
- Guys, I...
I found Jenna's phone.
♪♪♪
(phone ringing) (gasping)
- Grace?
- Sydney!
- [Have you found your sister? I've got her phone.]
(dramatic sound indication) - [Are you with my sister?]
[Did you find Jenna?]
[Sydney? Hello? HELLO?]
(Sydney screaming) Sydney?!
(screaming) - That sounds like Sydney!
- Sydney! Where did you go?!
- Sydney! - What's happening?!
- SYDNEY! - What's happening?!
- I don't know! Come on!
This way!
♪♪♪
- Sydney, you need to tell us where you are!
What's happening?!
- Sydney! Where are you?
- (Amy): Sydney!
Sydney! You're scaring us!
(eerie music)
(gasping)
SYDNEY!
- HELP ME!
Help! Please, somebody help!
Help! Please! It's killing me!
- Sydney!
- (Gavin): SYDNEY! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!
- SYDNEY! - SYDNEY!
- Sydney!
- Help me! Please!
Please help me! Please! It's killing me! Please...
(gasping)
- (Amy): SYDNEY!
- (Gavin): SYDNEY!
- (Amy): SYDNEY!
(gasping) - Please...
Help me. Please.
Why won't you help me?
(dramatic music)
♪♪♪
No! No, no, no, no! No, no, no! No!
(gasping) No!
♪♪♪
(gasping)
♪♪♪
(screaming)
- OK, we have to go. Now!
- What? What was that Was that? - It has her! All right?
(shouting)
(whispering): Look! Look, we really need to get out of here!
- What? What's going on? - What happened to Sydney?
- I think... I think...
it killed her. It killed her. - What?!
What killed her? Gavin! What killed her?
- The Neverknock, OK?! It's real.
- OK. Cut it out Gavin. This isn't funny!
- Let's just... let's just go! OK?
- OK. It knows... it knows what scares us. OK?
- Look, I don't have time for jokes, OK?
- OK, then you two do whatever the hell you want!
If you want to live, you'll come with me.
- Gavin! - No. Wait!
Did you see Jenna?!
Did you see my sister?
- What do we do?
- I don't know! - Wait! Where are you going?
- He's not making any sense, all right?
I have to find my sister.
- But...
God damn it.
♪♪♪
- Gavin!
Gavin!
- We don't have time! - GAVIN!
Gavin! Tell me what you saw!
Tell me what happened. Gavin, please.
You need to tell me what happened.
- Please. - OK. OK. It... it... it knew
Sydney was afraid of needles, that's why she was screaming,
and I... No. Blood. - What?
What blood? - Blood. No.
- Gavin, what's wrong? What is it?! - No. NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!
- What is it?!
Gavin!
What blood?
GAVIN!
- Jenna?
(rising music)
♪♪♪
No... (gasping)
No, no, no... (whimpering)
(heavy breathing)
- We need to call the police.
- I've...
I've gotta get out of here. I need to find my sister.
(whimpering)
- Grace?
Grace!
(dog barking) - (child): Trick or treat!
(indistinct speaking)
- Gavin!
- (child): Trick or treat!
- Gavin!
Gavin!
(children shrieking)
(suspenseful music)
♪♪♪
Gavin!
(panting)
(dramatic sound indication) (gasping)
(shrieking)
- No, no, no...
NO! - What's going on?
- The fire! The... The fire! It's everywhere!
The fire!
(whimpering)
- Grace! Grace! There's no fire!
(growling)
(dramatic music)
- NOOO!
(screaming)
No! NO!
(screaming)
MOM! (screaming)
- It can't be. - No, I can't!
It's everywhere!
- What do you want?! (bones cracking)
I'm getting us out of here! Come on!
♪♪♪
- Hey! Wait, wait!
Wait, wait! Please, please! OK? I need your help!
No...
No!
No, please! Please, make it stop!
(suspenseful music)
♪♪♪
- Should we wait for the police?
- And tell them what?
(growling)
It's burning! It's burning!
- There's no fire there!
What you're seeing,
the fire, it's not real!
What the hell is going on?!
Why is this happening to me?!
♪♪♪
Grace!
Grace, I can't... - What?
- I can't run anymore. - What?! Come on, please!
- What do you think? Is it gone?
- I think whatever that thing is,
whatever did that
to Sydney,
it could have Jenna.
I just abandoned her.
I just... I left her.
I just left her there.
- Listen to me.
We're no good to Jenna if we're dead.
All right? She's smart right?
That kid doesn't seem like she's afraid of anything.
So we're gonna find her.
We're gonna get help.
♪♪♪
(dramatic sound indication) - Gavin...
I have been looking everywhere for you!
- No, no, no.
- Gavin! What's wrong?
- LEAVE ME ALONE!
- Why are you running from me?
- Get away from me!
- What's going on?!
Just tell me what's going on!
I don't understand! - NO! Just go away!
- Gavin!
Gavin, please.
(rapid breathing)
- What do you want from me?!
- Gavin, I don't understand!
- What do you want from me?!
(whimpering) Oh, God... oh, God...
- Gavin, please! - Oh, God!
What is happening?!
- Gavin, please! What is going on?
(gasping) Gavin...
GAVIN, BEHIND YOU!
(growling) Gavin! No, Gavin!
♪♪♪
(crunching) (slurping)
Oh...
God...
(dog barking)
No! No! No! Gavin!
Don't do this to me, Gavin!
Please, don't do this to me!
Gavin!
(gasping)
What...
(exclamations of terror) (screaming)
(dramatic music)
♪♪♪
No!
(screaming)
(siren blaring)
- Come on.
- Come on!
(indistinct speaking over radio)
(indistinct speaking)
- It's... - Oh, my God.
- It's gonna kill all of us, isn't it?
- No. No, it's not.
It's not killing anyone else, all right?
Listen to me. Like you said,
we're gonna get help.
OK? We're gonna go to the police
and tell them everything.
Then we're gonna go and find Jenna.
Come on.
- Officer, I know who did this.
- Grace! Grace! Grace! No!
(growling)
- Hey! Hey, stop!
(indistinct speaking over radio)
- What do we... what do we do?
- It's never going to let us go for help.
- So what, we just wait for it to come for us?
- We can call. Yeah, we can...
we can just call.
Oh, God! No, no, no!
No, no, please! Oh, my God.
I must have dropped it in the maze.
- I have mine.
I have mine. OK.
(thumping)
(loud thumping)
(dog growling)
- We need to go! - What?
- We need to go!
(growling) (screaming)
(panting)
- This way!
(panting heavily)
What did you see back there? - I saw...
- I saw a... a dog.
Doberman I think, but... its eyes...
(panting) - We need to keep going, okay?
- I just... I need a minute. - No, we have to keep moving.
Trust me, we have to keep moving!
- How do we know it's not waiting for us out there?
- It's not real, okay?
Look, the fire, the dogs...
maybe they can't hurt us if we don't believe...
if we're not afraid...
Okay? We have to just...
(screaming)
(dog growling)
- It's coming! It's right behind us!
Grace, stop! - What is it?
What do you see?
- It's... dogs. They're everywhere.
(screaming in terror) Grace! Grace, we have to go!
(ferocious growling)
(panting heavily)
It's coming... it's coming!
(dogs growling)
- Wake up, Leah!
Okay, quick! Climb!
Climb, Leah, climb!
(suspenseful music)
(fearful panting)
- Grace!
(grunting) Grace, come on!
(dogs barking)
(screaming)
(breathing heavily)
What just happened?
- I don't know. Oh, my God.
- It wanted you here. (startled yell)
- What...
Amy?
- It wanted you here to watch.
- It wanted us here to watch what?
- To watch it kill me.
- No!
No one else is getting killed, alright?
(groaning in pain) - Oh my God, you're bleeding.
- Soon, that will be the least of your worries.
- Shut up, okay?
Shut up! Okay...
Okay, okay...
Okay. That'll have to do for now, alright?
- Do you have your phone?
- It won't let me use it.
(eerie music)
We should have never knocked on that door.
- No, don't! - What?
(panting)
- You don't see them, do you? The maggots...
and the worms.
You don't see them?
- None of this makes any sense! Why is it doing this?
- To feed on our fears...
- Look... Just stop it, okay?
We're gonna find a way through this.
- Don't fool yourself.
- Amy! (creature growling)
- No! Amy! (panicked screaming)
No! Amy!
- Oh, no!
- No!
(screaming) Leah, help me!
- No! No!
Leah, help me!
(growling) (screaming in terror)
(dog barking) (startled yelp)
- Go! Quick!
Go, go, go!
(dog growling)
Hurry!
(barking)
(car honking)
Hurry! - Hey!
Get in! (thumping)
Look, I know what's after you! Get in!
- Run! Go!
Come on!
Quick!
(loud thumping)
(rattling)
(tires screeching)
(suspenseful music)
- Where are you taking us?
- Your leg needs some attention.
Here.
- What is this?
- It's me.
That's me thirty odd years ago.
I'm the one that found those kids...
...the ones you all tell stories about come this time every year.
I tried to tell everyone, I tried to warn them all,
but no one paid any attention to me.
They just thought seeing those kids like that,
maybe it had done something to my head, making me unstable.
They all thought I was nuts.
I wasn't nuts.
I was starting to come around to that way of thinking myself.
I was starting to believe it.
Maybe I did imagine the whole thing.
And then you two show up.
You two and those friends of yours... Yeah.
- What? You were watching the house?
- I watch that house every Halloween since those murders,
just to see if it would happen again.
- If you knew this could happen, why didn't you stop us?
- Because I had to find out if I was crazy or not.
- My friends are dead because of you, you son-of-a-bitch!
- Stop it! - Leah!
- Are you trying to kill us all? - You already did that.
(breathing heavily) - Wait!
Stop the van!
- What? - Stop the van! It's Jenna!
- Okay, okay! - Jenna!
Jenna!
Jenna! Ah!
- Grace?
- Hey, wait there! - Grace, wait! That's not Jenna!
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct chatter)
(ominous music)
Grace... Grace, you need to listen to me,
that wasn't Jenna. - No, I know what I saw, okay?
It's her. - No, it's not.
It's not. I saw it too and it was that... thing.
- No, it's Jenna, okay? It has to be!
- Grace... - What?
- I would never lie to you, okay?
And I will do whatever it takes to find your sister,
but what you saw back there, it's not Jenna...
it's just not. Okay?
It's not.
Now let's get the hell out of here before it finds us.
Come on.
Excuse me.
(startled yelp) - Listen to me, both of you.
- Hey! - Just hold it down!
- Get off of me! - Okay, okay.
I'm just trying to help, okay? - It's a little late for that.
- Do you want to find a way to live through tonight or not?
Okay.
We'll start by getting your legs looked at.
Let's fix that. Come with me, this way.
Go inside this building.
It's okay.
Yeah, down here.
(indistinct chatter)
(ominous music)
Okay, here, here.
Come on.
(door closing)
(groaning in pain)
- It's okay. - In here.
How are you doing? - It hurts.
- Just put her down here. - It's getting worse!
(gasping)
- Tell you what, let's put some of this on it
and maybe we can... maybe we can disinfect.
- So why us?
If you've been watching that house every Halloween
for all of these years
and nothing's happened, then why was tonight any different?
(groaning)
- Hold that.
You see this door? It's kind of unique, huh?
This door comes from a house in the Midwest.
They found four...
murdered kids in there.
And that was in 1952,
and then three more in 1964.
(gasping) - I'm sorry.
(rattling)
- This is it.
In 1949, same door...
on a warehouse two hundred miles east of there.
They found six mutilated bodies inside there
and they found those bodies on Halloween night.
That's about as far back as I can track anything.
- If you knew all this, then why didn't you destroy it,
just get rid of the goddamn door?
- Oh, I don't know...
Part of me just...
just didn't want to believe it could be true.
Now, can it?
- We need to get the hell out of here.
- It still doesn't answer a question.
Why tonight, okay? Why us?
- Was there any blood?
- What?
- When I found those kids, there was blood on the door.
And then I saw the little girl in the devil's outfit.
She came over the fence, looked like she might be hurting.
- That was Jenna. You would have seen Jenna.
Tell me what happened to her. TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO HER!
- Grace, we have to be quiet, okay?
- Tell me what happened to her. - One minute she was there
and then the next minute she was gone.
- What do you mean, gone?
- You all just ran from the door at that point.
She just wasn't there anymore. She was gone.
- It was leading us away.
It was leading us away this entire time.
It... it wanted us as far away from that house as possible!
- Grace! - Where are you going?
- Give me the flask. - No, no, no.
- Grace, what are you doing? - Where are you going?
- I'm going to get my sister. (ferocious growling)
- No! (screaming)
No! Leah! - Fight, Leah, fight!
- (Jenna): Grace, you need to save me!
- Jenna? I hear my sister!
- If you heard her, you should go!
Just be sure it's her!
Go after your sister, I'll go after Leah.
Go! Leah!
(Leah screaming)
- Jenna! Jenna!
Jenna! Where did you go?
(panting)
(sobbing)
- Why, Grace?
Why didn't you save me? (panicked screaming)
Why, Grace? Why didn't you save me?
- You can't be my mother.
- Why did you leave me to burn?
(painful sobbing)
They're going to lock you up, Grace.
- I'm not afraid.
You're not even real.
- If they lock you up,
how will you find your sister then?
- No!
(screaming and panting)
(lights buzzing)
- Leah?
(eerie music)
Leah?
(chains rattling)
Leah?
- You have to help me! - Calm down, calm down.
- You need to help me! - I'm here. Listen, take this.
Two hands, okay? I can't see it,
you can. I want you to shoot the son-of-a-bitch,
you understand? (screaming)
Leah! Leah!
(screaming in terror) Leah!
(creature growling)
(screeching)
I shouldn't be able to see you.
(screeching)
Oh, 'cause I was there.
I was there when they knocked.
Stay away from me! Leave me the hell alone!
Aah! No! (screeching)
No! Help!
(panting)
(eerie music)
- (whispering): You're not real.
(groaning)
(dustbin thumping) (startled yelp)
(metal rattling)
(ominous music)
Okay...
You're not real.
You're not real. Okay...
- Hello, Grace.
(screaming)
(grunting)
(screaming in horror) Join us, Grace.
Join your sister and me.
- Get off of me!
- How does it feel knowing your mother
and your sister are dead because of you?
- No, she's not dead!
Jenna's not dead!
- Your friends are all dead because of you... Leah,
your sister, their deaths are going to eat at you, Grace!
(screaming)
You should just kill yourself now...
spare yourself the pain.
I'll be more than happy to help.
(suffocating)
- Jenna and Leah are not dead!
(breathing heavily)
(fence rattling)
(screaming in pain)
Jenna!
- (Jenna): Grace?
Grace!
- Jenna?
I'm coming, Jenna! I'm coming!
It's not real... It's not real!
I'm not afraid...
I'm not afraid.
(screaming)
- Grace?
Grace, what's going on? Are you okay?
- I'm okay. I'm okay.
You think you're gonna burn me?
You asshole!
You're the one that's gonna burn,
you and that goddamn door!
(yelling)
(groaning)
(breathing heavily)
- (Jenna): Grace? - Jenna!
Jenna! What's going on, Jenna? Tell me!
- You need to leave before it's too late.
- What? No...
Okay...
Jenna! (wood creaking)
Jenna!
I'm not leaving you, okay?
We're getting out of this together!
(glass shattering)
Jenna? Why aren't you answering me?
(groaning)
Jenna? Jenna, I'm coming.
Answer me, Jenna.
No...
No, no, no!
Jenna, baby! Jenna, please!
Please!
No! Oh, my God! No...
Okay, listen to me. Listen to me.
You're never been afraid of anything your entire life.
Okay? So fight!
Fight, Jenna, fight!
(gasping)
Oh... Oh God!
Okay... okay!
Listen to me. We're gonna need to get you down from here,
baby, okay? And it's gonna hurt,
but you're gonna have to stay with me, okay? Okay?
(bones cracking) I know, sweetie, I know!
(groaning in pain)
- Grace! Grace, behind you!
- No! - There's no time!
- We're leaving together, okay, sweetie?
- No! Run, Grace!
Grace, there's no time!
- Come on! - No! Run, Grace, run!
(gasp) No! Grace!
No, no, no, Grace! Grace! No, no, no!
No! No! Grace, no...
No, Grace!
(dramatic music)
Grace!
(panting)
Grace!
(creaking)
(grunting)
(ominous music)
No... No! Leave her alone!
Just leave her alone!
(groaning)
No! No, leave me alone!
You bastard!
I'm... gonna... kill... you!
No...
No!
(growling)
I'm not afraid.
I...
am not...
afraid!
(screaming)
(suspenseful music)
(grunting)
(eerie music)
(ferocious growling)
(water flowing)
I am not afraid.
(grunting)
(gasping)
I... am not... afraid.
(breathing in)
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(growling)
(creature screeching)
You're trying to feed on my fear.
But you can't, because I'm not afraid.
(startled yelp)
- We all died for you.
Now it's your turn, Jenna.
- Why did you knock on that door, Jenna?
- Why should you be the only one that lives?
(growling)
(thumping)
(screeching)
- Leah? - Get the hell off her!
We're not afraid of you, asshole!
(eerie music)
No...
(breathing heavily)
(dramatic music)
- Don't worry, it's not... it's not yours.
(panting)
Take it... Finish the job.
You need to end this
so it never happens again.
(growling)
I'm dead either way.
I'd rather...
I'd rather it count for something.
(bones cracking)
I need you to do this...
...for Grace.
(moaning in pain)
(suspenseful music)
- Are you afraid to die?
- (Leah): Jenna, do it.
Pull the trigger.
Jenna, do it now!
(gunshots)
(growling)
- How does that feel, huh?
(gunshots)
(growling furiously)
(gun clicking)
(screeching in agony)
(moaning)
(dramatic music)
(sirens wailing)
I did it, Grace.
I...
I killed that son-of-a-bitch. (car doors slamming)
(dramatic music)
- We need to get EMTs in here right now!
Clear path!
- Got an ambulance coming through! Let's move!
(birds chirping)
(engine starting)
(soft music)
(ominous music)