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[thunder rumbling]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

- This it?

- Yep.

- What, you think I can do better than this shite?

- Some of this shite is mine.

- Ah, yeah, well, yours is good, obviously.

Which one?

- Uh, Little Timmy Trumpet Nose?

- Yeah, I was gonna say, that's the only good one.

- Yeah.

Ow, motherfucker.

What's that?

- It's so dark.

This is where they do the murders.

Aw, Brian, there's one of you.

- Boo.

[spray paint whooshing]

Emily?

Emily?

Jesus.

Oh, you scared the shite out of me.

- Brian, come look at this weird door.

- Yeah?

- Do you not think that's fucking weird?

Do you not think that's fucking weird?

- Eh.

- Like, why would you bring a door down here?

- I guess maybe it was just left.

- But why is it, like, freestanding like that?

[distant thud]

- Hello?

Hello?

- [screams]

- Yeah, very good.

Yeah, slow clap if I had two free hands.

Emily?

[gasps]

[creature roars]

- [screams]

- So?

- So?

- I think this is our next film, I think.

- I don't think I get it.

I mean, these are just people fucking about, right?

- Well, I know, I know.

Because that looks kind of like a prank video, I get it.

But that girl, Emily, she's actually missing.

She's been missing for, like, a month.

- Really?

You're trying to bait me with a missing person?

- OK.

I know, I know.

- That's low even for you.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Look, I think it might be kind of good for you.

And to be perfectly honest, "Bear Market" was a disaster.

And I know this sounds really lame,

but I think this is more marketable.

- You're right.

That does sound really lame.

- I know.

I actually think this is going to be good for me,

doing something, making a thing that might actually

help someone.

- So your therapist told you to do this?

- No, no.

Come on, I mean, like I'm gonna listen to what he's saying.

Like, it's fine.

You can have a think about it.

Take your time.

There's no rush.

Just let me know, OK?

- OK.

OK.

Yeah, I'll think about it.

- I love you, bitch.

- I guess I love you, too.

- Bye.

- Bye.

[suspenseful electronic music]

[dial-up modem sounding]

[door shuts]

- What's that noise?

[boat horn bellowing]

[thunder rumbling]

- Fuck, man, it's a big house.

Shit, it's dark.

[door creaks]

[rain pattering]

I'm convinced.

Let's let's try and help Emily.

- Yeah, amazing.

Where are you?

- Bute.

- What the hell are you doing in Butte?

- Sam, I'm doing my job.

So, what next?

[phone ringing]

- Hello?

- Hi, Brian, it's Sam.

We spoke over email.

- Right.

- Yeah, it's about the interview for the documentary.

Sorry, is this a bad time?

[door buzzing]

- I think something's off.

- He's probably just nervous about being on camera.

It's fine.

- [gasps] Fuck.

[laughs] Hi.

- Hi, Brian.

It's Sam.

And this is Ash.

- (WHISPERING) What the fuck is wrong with this guy?

- We should get started.

I've only got 30 minutes, so.

- Of course, sorry.

Thanks for letting us film this.

OK, let's uh, get--

- All right, Brian, we'll just ease you into this, OK?

Why don't you tell us a bit about yourself

and what you were doing that night.

- Well, I'm working on a big project

and I needed people like Emily for it.

- What was this project?

Like a documentary?

- It was part of it.

Um, I'm not quite ready to talk about it yet.

But Emily just walked into it and fit.

- Emily went missing through the door, right?

- Mm-hmm.

- And what do you make of the door?

- I think you should leave it alone.

- Why?

- I just don't think anyone should go near it again.

- Well, we can't really do that.

- [exhales] Right.

Oh, you guys are, like, fucking crazy, right.

So have you ever read about long-term nuclear waste

warnings?

- Uh, no.

- I know, but like, this isn't a conspiracy theory.

Just, like, bear with me for a second.

So nuclear waste remains dangerous for thousands

of years, like tens of thousands.

And they have to do something with it.

So they bury it, store it, lock it up wherever.

But it's a long time to keep something secure.

How do you communicate to a society 10,000 years from now

that you should not at any cost open that door?

So scientists, philosophers, engineers,

they've come up with all these ideas,

things like warning messages, pictures, foreboding structures,

a landscape of thorns, menacing artworks, a rubble landscape,

all of this trying to communicate this place is best

left shunned.

- So you're saying that the warehouse was built to keep

people away from the door?

- No.

What I'm saying is that within a relatively short period of time,

a complete breakdown of societal communication can occur.

And when something beyond your understanding

tells you that it's dangerous, you

should believe it the first time.

- Well, that guy is fucking bat shit.

[laughs]

- So are you scared yet?

- Fuck off.

- And yet you have not opened it.

- Well, I have shit to do this afternoon.

We may as well just do it tomorrow.

What about you?

Do you believe him?

- If I did, I would not have brought this fucking door home.

I don't know.

I think he believes it.

But I think his pal's just done one over.

I don't know, insurance scam, something.

He's collateral damage.

- Hmm.

- Hmm.

[suspenseful music]

- OK, first attempt through the door

to see what lies beyond the veil and what happened to Emily Mann.

Are you ready?

- Go on.

- OK.

- Oh my god.

- What is it?

I can't see.

- It's-- a mirror.

- [laughs]

- Oh my god.

That fucking idiot.

He saw his reflection and he freaked out.

- What do you think it was, then?

Do you think she skipped town because of debts or the like?

- Yeah, probably.

I mean, I guess it's not a total wash.

There might still be a story in there.

And it's a good opening hook, I guess.

- [groans] Oh, gosh.

- Jesus Christ, what?

- I don't know.

Like, I touched the mirror and it just felt weird.

- What do you mean, it felt weird?

- I think it just freaked myself out.

It just felt weird.

OK.

Fuck.

OK.

- I want to see.

- [gasps]

- Where's my-- where's my reflection?

- Mum? - Sam?

Sam?

- I don't understand what's happening.

- What's happening, Sam? - --understand what's happening.

- Sam? - Mum, it's me.

- Don't listen to it.

- Wait.

Wait.

- Sam, what's happening?

- Mum, open the door.

Mum.

- Sam, stop.

- Mum!

- Greetings, my children.

I have taken a form that will not cause you to fear me.

- I don't think tea's gonna cut it.

- No.

So.

- So.

- God, your mum, Sam.

Are you-- are you OK?

- I'm fine.

- You know, we can talk about it.

- Bigger fish to fry.

Like, how?

- When I was touching, it wasn't a mirror.

I was-- it felt like I was touching someone,

like it was skin.

I was touching another me.

- Another us.

- And that dog.

- Oh, it's that dog.

OK, well, if I'm going to avoid an existential crisis

and a year's worth of grief therapy going down the drain,

I think we should just be scientific about this.

Right?

- Yeah, sure, scientific.

- OK.

All right, yeah, we've done this before.

It's just not been this weird.

- Yeah.

It's just documentary brainstorming.

- Yeah, exactly.

Exactly, like, no idea is to stupid.

The only idea that's stupid is the one

that's not said out loud.

Go.

- A gateway to hell.

- Could it be, like, our subconsciousness, like we're

seeing what we're thinking?

- I know I think about talking dogs all the time.

Maybe it's a multiverse key.

You know, like all imagined possibilities are possible.

- Maybe it's just a giant hallucination

and maybe there's a gas leak.

- It's a hallucination.

And she ran away.

- Yeah, or she's in a ditch.

- The thing is, Emily really is missing.

Like, she did vanish.

- Yeah.

- So the question is, can we go through the door?

- I'm more worried about things coming through here.

- Well, we're not going to find out anything

more unless we go through the door again.

I mean, come on, we've only got two pink Post-its up there.

- You want to go back through the door?

- Well, we have to, don't we?

I mean, Emily is missing.

We need to help her.

- And bring her back to this shit hole.

- Sam.

- All right.

All right, god, I'm just trying to be funny.

- You're such a bitch.

- OK.

OK, yeah, you're right.

We need-- we need to help her.

We need to help her.

- Good.

- Thank you for being my moral code.

- Your moral code?

- I'm really high off 10 markers right now.

It's sweet.

[suspenseful music]

[RAIN PATTERING, THUNDER RUMBLING]

- [laughs] What the fuck are you looking at, mate?

- Mum?

[suspenseful music]

- OK.

- What is that?

Are you ready?

- I guess.

I mean, yeah.

Go.

- It's through.

It's through.

- OK, wait, stop.

Turn it around so we can see if there's

a door on the other side.

- That's weird.

- All right, keep going.

- So creepy.

- Why pandas?

It's like the most useless animal ever.

- So what are you thinking?

Safe enough for you?

[suspenseful music]

- Sam, wait.

Here, take this.

We don't want the door to close behind us.

- Yeah.

I'm still alive.

Come on.

- Fuck, it's cold in here.

- I think Emily is in here.

Hello!

- Shh.

- Hello, Emily!

- (WHISPERING) Will you be quiet?

- Why are you whispering?

- (WHISPERING) Why are you not whispering?

- [laughs] Oh my god, you have to try this.

- Sam, stop fucking about.

Let's go now.

- You go if you want.

Just give me the camera.

- Splitting up is the worst idea.

Let's go.

- Give me the camera.

- [exhales]

- Go back.

I won't be long.

- I'm not gonna fucking leave you here.

I mean, look at it.

- All right, we'll give up.

There's a sign here.

[speaking gujarati]

- Huh?

- Like, my Gujarati is very rusty,

but that looks like Gujarati to me.

- Hmm.

That's weird.

What does it mean?

- I think it means free hugs.

I don't even like hugs at the best of times.

- Oh?

A really good hug.

[laughs]

- What the fuck?

- There's a panda.

- A panda?

- Yeah, like a teddy bear panda.

- I want to see it.

Oh my fuck, it actually is a fucking panda or, you know,

some drunk guy in a suit.

- Hello.

Hello, panda.

- Sam, come on, This.

Place is, like, really fucked up.

I think we should go.

Sam, come on.

- It's fine.

- Sam, we've got to go now.

- OK, let's go.

[creature snarling]

- [screams] - Oh?

No.

- Ah!

[creature snarling]

[screaming]

- Go, go, go.

Close the door. Close it.

Close the door. - Close the door.

Close the door.

[creature snarling]

- [screams] Oh, god.

[groans] What the f--

[thud]

- Puts things into perspective.

- You think so?

- No.

- Ash. - Hmm?

- Let's go to bed.

[thud]

[gong ringing]

- What is reality?

If it's the things that we can see and touch, can we--

can we not see and touch our dreams?

We'll never see and touch galaxies and nebula

across the universe, the other side.

Does that mean they aren't real?

Things we imagine, our thoughts, they can seem real,

especially if you're on drugs or if you're

having a psychotic episode.

So I'll postulate this.

Does that mean that what we imagine

can create a new reality?

And I'm not talking about realities

where, you know, the Nazis won the war,

although they probably exist.

I'm talking about a reality where,

you know, you forgot to brush your teeth when you're

11 years old in one of them and then the other you remembered.

You know, not exactly Netflix material.

But there's a million billion atoms in a mote of dust.

Now, those atoms are all jiggling

about at 300 meters per second.

So within one second, those atoms,

one of those atoms, all it needs to do

is juggle left instead of right and there's a new reality

in every microsecond.

Now, that is infinity.

- Dr. Innis.

Dr. Innis.

- Didn't the media department tell you

I don't like to get filmed?

- Um, well, we're not students, we're filmmakers.

And we think we might have something that

will be of interest to you.

- Well, what might that be?

[background chatter]

- This-- this is real.

- Yeah.

- Well, I always heard about these things,

but I always thought people were, like, making them up.

- What?

- This-- you've got this in your flat right now?

- Unfortunately.

- Jesus.

- What is it?

- Well, you heard my lecture.

What do you think it is?

- A doorway to other worlds.

- [laughs]

- Wait, you've heard of these before?

- Yeah, I mean, on creepypasta posts and things like that, but.

Well, you know, I take everything with a pinch of salt.

But, like, you know, it's-- there's--

there's this-- there is a subreddit,

like a video, a subreddit.

And it's kind of similar to this.

Do you mind if I--

- Yeah, go for it.

- All right, OK, so.

It freaked me out before, but it was

like, I just thought it was a horror short film

or something like that.

But if you guys are to be believed,

it's plausible this is, like, something.

Basically an urban explorer went missing in Mexico

in an abandoned building.

- An abandoned building?

- Yeah, and then his camera was found a few weeks later.

- [speaking spanish]

OK. OK.

OK.

[speaking spanish]

[yells, groans]

[speaking spanish]

[METAL GRINDING, MACHINE WHIRRING]

[creature roars]

[screaming]

- There's another 40 minutes of this whilst the tape runs out.

- So what is it?

- In what sense?

- Like, that door, is it-- is it a different door from ours or do

we have that door?

And if it is different, does that

mean there's lots more doors?

How are they being made?

Who's making them?

Why?

Why are they being found in abandoned buildings?

- Well, I mean, you're getting into kind of tinfoil-hat,

subreddit, 4chan stuff here.

But basically there's a theory that

suggests that there was ancient civilizations which figured out

a way to reach other planes of existence.

And now this is through meditation, changing states

of being, drugs, of course.

There's a-- you've heard of, like, vision quests?

Well, there's like a Venn diagram

that links these two phenomena.

Again, this could just be creepypasta rubbish.

But there's a theory that these practices

were developed into a physical tool, these doors.

There's different names, but I like wolf doors.

You know how people are, technology sufficiently

advanced, appears to be magic.

And with magic, comes superstition.

And when there's superstition, you know,

and belief, eventually people will start

killing people in its name.

Anyway, some people think that there are believers, a cult

or whatever, that thinks they need to sacrifice people

to the other dimensions in order to keep our world stable.

Let's hope they don't exist.

- So why the abandoned buildings?

- Uh, don't know.

- Are you satisfied?

We've not told you everything.

There's a girl who went missing through our door.

And we want to help her, but we have no idea how.

Because every time we open the door,

it just leads us to some other place.

Do you have any ideas?

- I might.

[suspenseful music]

All right, may I move this?

- Go on.

- All right, so you've already seen

that these things have some bad shit on the other side.

But I've heard there's a knack.

You want to give it a try?

- Yeah, let's give it a try.

- Well, hold on.

Just-- [exhales] OK, yeah.

- All right, Sam, what's your favorite animal?

- What?

- What's your favorite animal?

- But I'm not seven years old.

- All right, Ash.

- Humpback whales.

- All right, perfect.

OK, just give me five seconds, just--

I need complete quiet, please.

Oh my god, it's-- it's real.

It--

- Oh, shit.

Where are we?

- I don't know.

- What?

Like, fuck, is it safe?

- Don't know.

It's like an invocation.

You just picture in your head where you want to go,

what kind of world?

They all exist.

It's infinity.

- Yeah, well--

- All imagined worlds.

- --there are flies in infinity.

- Innis, what did you picture?

- What was that?

- Innis, what was that?

- If you imagine it, it's a world that exists.

- Your face, you were just like--

- [laughs] I could not believe it.

I've never seen a whale-- - You have such an amazing--

- --ever.

- --imagination. - Listen, listen.

- Jeez.

- Thanks very much for bringing me into this.

It's amazing.

I still can't believe it. It's--

- Thanks for helping us.

This is so cool. - Thank you, and cheers.

- Cheers. - Cheers again.

- Cheers.

- Yes, to the whales.

- To whales, yeah.

- A world where I am an astronaut.

- Almost certainly.

- How about a world where lobsters are now

the dominant species of this planet?

- Definitely, yeah.

- (WHISPERING) Damn.

A world made of marshmallows?

- Probably not because--

well, unless there was alternate laws of physics.

- I thought you said that if you can imagine it, it exists.

- Yeah, but I said that when there was,

like, whales going over our head.

- [laughs]

- And I thought it would sound cool.

- Yeah, but you're a liar.

How about actual hell?

- Oh, that's this universe.

- Ha.

Ha, ha, ha, you're funny.

- I'm not joking.

- You're a jokey person.

I like you.

OK.

Do you want another drink?

- Eh, no, I'm fine, cheers.

- OK.

- So this is quite a contrast to "Bear Market."

- You saw "Bear Market?"

- I had to see if you guys were any good.

- Fuck.

Well, I think you're about the fifth person to have seen

that, so congratulations.

- How do you go from doing a documentary about a boutique

teddy bear business struggling under the weight of capitalism

to this?

- Yeah, well, as I say, there's not much of an audience.

I don't know.

This sells better.

- Really?

- No.

No.

No, not really.

I just said it to make Ash feel better and get them on board.

I don't know.

I'm just-- I'm just over it.

I'm just over trying to make a bit of difference.

I just keep bashing my head up against a wall,

and nothing is changing.

You get me?

- Yeah.

- I don't know.

I try so hard, like, so hard.

I'm always wanting to be the best and to do the best.

And I keep trying.

And I don't know.

Eh, I just wanted to make something fun.

- Hmm, you have a weird definition of fun.

- Hmm, yeah. [laughs]

- Yeah.

- Well, to be fair, I didn't think this was going to be real.

- Hmm, I hear that.

- I mean, it's real, isn't it?

- Yeah.

- It's really, really real.

There's, like, a version of my mum in another part

of the universe?

She's, like, there?

Yeah.

That sucks.

- Yeah.

- Oh my god, did we tell you that we saw a talking dog?

- Really?

- Yeah.

And we saw a panda that just shoots spikes out of itself.

- What?

Why didn't you tell me this before?

[suspenseful music]

[wind whooshing]

- [screams] Oh my god!

- What's happening?

- [panting] It's just--

there was something watching me and, uh--

- What was it?

- Was it the panda?

Was it the panda?

- It was big, but it wasn't that big.

I think it was a person.

- OK. It's OK.

It's OK.

Let's just go.

We can do this.

Come on.

Just stay behind me.

What did you see?

- I saw it in the corner, over me.

- There's nothing there.

I can't see anything.

- Turn on the light.

Don't turn it on me.

Turn the bedroom light on.

[screams] Oh my god!

- Emily.

Emily.

- [whimpering]

- You're OK.

You're OK, honestly.

You're safe now.

- [gasping]

- Whatever it was--

- [coughs]

- You're safe now.

It's OK.

- [sobbing] Thanks.

And sorry for scaring you.

- Oh, honestly, don't worry about it.

- We called Brian.

He's on his way.

I still think you should go to hospital.

- It's fine.

I'll be fine.

- Where were you?

Do you remember?

- It's all fuzzy.

I was in--

- In where?

- Um, it was dark.

And there might have been a church.

There were these things.

And then, a door appeared and I followed it back through here.

My head's all over the place.

- Seriously, you're fine now.

You're safe.

- When you say there were things, what things do you mean?

- Like, monsters.

- [gasps] Oh god.

[doorbell buzzing]

That would be Brian.

Um, Ash, can you let him in? I think the buzzer is broken.

- Mm-hmm. Yeah, OK.

- There you go.

Just in case.

- OK.

Take it easy.

All right, I'm fucking coming, jeez.

- Door closing.

- Yeah, I stumbled across Brian's video

of your disappearance.

- [laughs] He put it online?

- She came back?

- Yeah, she just walked out on her own.

- Got it.

- It's pretty weird.

- No, I'm feeling a bit better.

Be good to see his big, stupid face again.

- Going up.

- Brian.

She's OK.

Like, she seems healthy, at least.

- Yeah, it's a miracle.

- My bed, I think.

- We're back.

- Where's Brian?

[thudding, yelling]

- Drop it! Drop it!

- Fuck you!

- [screams]

[yelling]

- Motherfuckers.

Oh, fuck.

Come here.

Ah, fuck.

Come on, that's it.

That's it.

- Innis?

Innis?

Innis, can you hear me?

- Uh.

- Oh, Emily, are you OK?

Emily?

- Who the fuck was that?

- We thought it was Brian.

- It wasn't.

No fucking shit.

- Emily, have you seen Ash?

- Camera's still going.

Maybe you can see on that.

- --is crazy.

- You can't change my mind.

- They could be dead or in a war zone--

- Stop.

- --or in a volcano.

- Don't, don't, don't say that.

Fuck.

Please, Innis, just--

I need to stop him.

Just tell me.

Just tell me how.

They wouldn't be in this mess if it wasn't for me, so please.

- All right, OK, OK.

All right, you do what I did before.

You picture in your head where you want to go.

Picture Ash clearly, that'll get us there.

All right? - You're not coming.

- Don't get all heroic just because there's

a camera on there.

- No, someone has to go and find Brian, the real Brian.

I don't know.

Hopefully he's just locked in a cupboard or something.

- Is that not a job for the police?

- No police.

- All right, Captain Acab.

Right, where is he?

- The address is on the fridge.

- Right, OK, OK. - Just--

- OK.

- --be careful.

You don't know what that psycho is into.

- Got it.

[glass shattering]

- So, Emily, who are you going with?

All right.

No arguments here.

Innis?

If you can, it's a VR camera, so you don't even have to point it.

Just turn it on and hold it.

- OK.

All right, then.

- All right, then.

[suspenseful music]

- Last chance to turn back.

- No.

- Better let me go first.

I know Ash better.

OK, Ash, where did you go?

These are all wolf doors.

- Wolf doors?

- Yeah, it's what Innis calls them.

- They look a bit shitter than ours.

- Ash!

Ash!

Shit.

They could have gone through any of these doors.

- Only one way to find out.

- OK.

- You getting a good feeling about any of these.

- Please, god.

- At last, you have come to accept my guidance.

- What the fuck was that?

- It's just this talking dog.

- What?

- OK, come on, Innis.

They're all relying on you.

- Shit.

OK, let's just try it again.

- What is that smell?

- What happened here?

- What was that?

- OK.

OK, keep going.

Apparently there's something to do with abandoned places.

That is so cool.

- Still fucking stinks, though.

- I don't know.

I think this is a dead end.

What do you think?

[gasps] [screams]

[suspenseful music]

- Good thing you had your bottle.

- 55, 55, 55, 55, 55.

- Fuck, fuck, fuck.

- I want to try.

- Are you sure?

- I just picture the place, right?

- Yeah, that should do it.

Innis said, if I just think of Ash, then I can find them.

- That one?

- What do you think?

- Feels promising.

- That's good enough for me.

- This could be it.

[distant screaming]

- Wait, please be careful.

OK.

OK, you lead the way.

- Don't try to fight anything.

The things in here stunk.

Don't run into them.

- OK, But if I see Not-Brian, I'm going to kick him

in the fucking nuts.

- Yeah, that's fine.

Ready?

[suspenseful music]

[siren sounding]

- Ash?

Ash?

Oh my god.

- Help me.

- What is this?

- Shit, this is the wrong universe.

She's not going to be here.

Ash isn't going to be here.

- What do you mean?

- This isn't the right place.

This is the wrong place.

- We need to help her.

- She's not our problem.

- What do you mean she's not our problem?

- Fuck.

Shit.

Emily, I'll explain later.

Come on, we need to go.

[siren sounding]

[creatures chittering]

[distant screaming]

- What was that?

- It's another you.

It's another universe.

It's like this spot, I guess with another Emily.

Look, there could be infinite versions of ourselves.

- I couldn't save her.

- No.

- Does that mean there's just, like, infinite versions of me

dying like that?

- I don't know.

- [exhales] OK, here we go.

Here we go.

Evening.

- My mum died last year.

It robbed me of everything.

She was young.

She was healthy.

She dieted all the time.

She said, oh, if I can just lose 10 pounds, I'll be happy.

You know, I told her it wouldn't.

I told her I loved her.

But I couldn't make her happy.

And she, like, left me.

For what?

You know, for fucking what?

Because I saw her two days ago in an alternate universe,

and she was fine.

She was fine and happy.

And she just slammed the door in my face.

God, I am so done feeling this helpless all the time.

I'm going to find Ash, my Ash, no one else's.

I owe them so much more than just survival.

But that is all I can give them right now.

And then I'm done.

I'm done.

I'm done.

I don't-- I don't care anymore.

- For a nihilist, you care way too fucking much

about filming everything.

- You do not know existential pain

until you've produced a film.

[suspenseful music]

[knocking]

- Brian?

[door creaking]

Brian, hello?

Brian?

Are you in here?

Brian?

- I tried to fit in.

Tried to do the things.

Tried to fucking be the way that everyone wanted me to be.

But I'm sick of trying to fit in.

[groans] Sick of trying to fucking just

please people that I don't give a shit about.

[groans] They just, like, look at me as if I'm nothing.

[groans]

And I prayed and I prayed.

[laughs] And there was no answer, but I fucking

made the answer.

I made the answer.

I played nice. I played nice.

No one else played nice back.

You try-- you just try--

you try and do the things.

You fucking try and do the things.

[suspenseful music]

Time to play nasty.

- Brian, come look at this weird door.

- Yeah?

- Why is it, like, freestanding, then?

[wind whooshing]

- [screams]

- [screams]

- [panting]

[doorbell ringing]

- Hello?

- Hey, it's upstairs.

I've-- I forgot my keys.

- All right.

[door buzzing]

[knocking]

- [screams]

- Brian?

Brian, you can come up now.

It's safe.

Open torch.

- OK, I have turned the torch on, Dr. Innis.

Shit.

Brian.

[distant yelling]

[air whooshing]

- [laughs] Wow.

- [screams]

- Fucking hell!

[suspenseful music]

- [yells]

- Oh, fucking hell, Jesus.

Brian.

Brian, I know Emily.

You all right? Come here.

- Water, water.

- All right.

- [coughs]

- Where's the door frames?

- It doesn't need doors.

It draws-- It draws outlines with chalk.

It's going to open them all over the city.

- Why?

- I can't stay in the fucking world.

- Fuck me.

[suspenseful music]

- OK.

You got this.

Just take your time.

- It's this one.

It's definitely this one.

- OK, OK, steady.

We don't know what's on the other side of that door.

And he could be expect--

- [yells]

[yelling]

- Wait, no, you go through that one.

Find Ash.

I'll get this prick.

[upbeat flute melody]

[machine whirring]

Wait!

[siren sounding]

[artillery firing]

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

[screams]

[groaning]

[gasping]

- [yells]

- [groans]

- Fucking hell.

You don't know who you're fucking dealing with.

Oh, come on.

You're not going to fit through that.

- I'm not trying to.

[creature chittering]

- [groans] Ash?

Emily?

Ash?

Emily?

[suspenseful music]

[distant screaming]

[creature chittering]

- Come on, you-- fuck.

[screams] Ash, Emily.

- Where's Not-Brian?

- Dead. - Good.

- Good.

- Well, let's get out of here.

- Watch out.

I just saw something on the stairs.

Gotta fucking watch out for me.

- You fucking bitches.

Do you know who you're messing with?

I have a god on my side, a god.

- Fuck you!

- Fuck you!

- Fuck you!

- Oh, shut up!

I have a god on my side.

And you just-- you're messing with it.

It's almost upon us, fucking cleansing of the world.

And you fucked it up.

Fucked it up!

- I thought you said this fucking guy was dead.

- Apparently, he has a god on his side.

- Please, we're so close.

Just a few sacrifices short, but--

I mean, I tried.

I tried.

Just kill these fucking bitches.

Smite them.

[suspenseful music]

God?

Kill these fucking bi--

[screams] Fuck, he's destroying the doors.

- Ash, wait. - What?

Come on, Sam.

We have to go before this all disappears.

Fuck, come on.

- I'm not going.

- What do you mean?

Don't be crazy.

Come on, let's talk about this inside.

- I can't go back there.

I just-- I can't.

Look, Ash, I am done feeling helpless.

- You're not helpless.

- I won't change my mind.

I love you, Ash.

I just-- I can't go back to that world.

I want the perfect world.

And I'm going to make that happen here.

Here, finish it.

Never stop trying to make things better.

- Sam.

- Guy, come on, you can do it!

Come on, guys, hurry up!

- Go.

- Sam.

- I'll be OK.

I'm going to find the place I fit.

- You're such a fucking twat.

- Go.

- Sam! Sam!

Hurry up!

- She's not coming. Shut the door.

- What do you mean? - Shut the door.

Shut the door.

[door slams]

- [coughs]

- So, um, Sam's still missing.

I hope she's happy.

I hope she found the place where she belongs.

I know she wouldn't be happy to know that there

are several open police investigations surrounding her,

Brian, Emily, this documentary.

But whatever, that's just not going to matter soon.

Before we told the police anything,

we went through Brian's place, looked through everything.

And, um, we found out how to make wolf doors ourselves.

Sam wasn't cut out for this world.

Some people just aren't.

But I couldn't live anywhere else.

That doesn't mean I like it.

There's always room for improvement.

And we need all the help we can get.

Hi.

A while ago, you said now is the time for change.

What kind of change were you talking about?

- Are you ready to begin?

[suspenseful dance music]