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(dramatic music)

(speaking in foreign language)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(people screaming) (guns firing)

- [Demon] Heil Hitler.

(gun firing)

(building booming)

(people screaming) (upbeat music)

- Do you want this?

Okay, what'll you give me for it?

- A kiss.

- Well I don't think my fiance would like that very much.

Here, how about I just give it to you.

Yeah?

Have fun.

Oh my God.

Wow.

- Yeah.

- Let me see this thing.

- Neesa.

- Yes?

- You know that I really do love you right?

- I know, I love you to.

- Which is why this makes what

I'm about to say so difficult.

- Oh, what?

You're not breaking up with me, are you?

You're breaking up with me?

- We're about to graduate.

I mean I don't want either of us

to miss out on any opportunities.

- Opportunity?

Is it another girl Ryan?

Just tell me the truth, I think I deserve that much.

- No, it's not another girl, I love you.

It's just that right now,

I think this is best for both of us.

You know?

- So that's it?

- I'm sorry.

(Neesa crying)

(upbeat music)

- Shelby, Neesa, let's get a move on.

Hey sweetie, are you ready for camp?

What's on the docket today?

- Archery.

- Archery?

I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Where's your sister?

- Still in her room, I think

Ryan broke up with her last night.

- Were you eavesdropping again?

- Bus is here, later tater.

- Neesa, are you in there?

Sweetie?

(ominous music)

Neesa?

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(ghostly roar)

- [Whispers] Knucklebones, Knucklebones, blood runs red.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, wake the dead.

(voices whispering) (ominous music)

- [Kids] Knucklebones, Knucklebones, blood runs red.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, wake the dead.

(voices whispering) (ominous music)

- [Neesa] Hello?

(voices whispering) (ominous music)

Hello.

(ominous music)

- [Kids] Knucklebones, Knucklebones, blood runs red.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, wake the dead.

(dramatic music) (Neesa screams)

(machine beeping)

- [Announcer] Micheal Crombey, 340.

- You know, statistically

when a parent commits suicide,

the odds that one of their children will try

to take their own life increases.

- It's not like that.

- It's not?

I knew your dad for over 20 years, Neesa.

He was a good man, just a little emotional, like you.

(phone rings)

That's the wife, riding me as usual.

You ever meet Cindy?

- Yeah.

At the funeral.

She said my father was going to hell

'cause he took his own life.

(man sighs)

- Sorry about that.

She can be a bit Bibley.

You didn't believe her, did you?

- I do now.

(door knocks)

- [Mom] You'll feel better if you eat something.

Neesa, one of your friends is here to see you.

- You know what you should have done?

You should have shoved that stuffed

elephant right up his ass.

- I know.

- Was it another girl?

It was probably Linda Harris.

You want to go tie her to my rear bumper

and see how fast she can run?

- He said it wasn't another girl.

- Yeah, well he's a liar, obviously.

Are you still wearing that stupid promise ring he gave you?

- It's an engagement ring.

That's not stupid.

- We need to get you out of here.

Get dressed.

The guys want to go check out

some old haunted factory or something.

- I don't know.

My mom will freak.

- [Mom] Who wants to play board games?

- Oh my God, let's go.

(rock music)

- [Woman] Nice stop, Travis.

- [Travis] That's kind of how I roll.

I just go.

- [Man] You kind of just rolled right through the stop sign.

- [Travis] Stop means go.

♪ I think you're going my way

♪ The road is open baby and I'm just hoping baby ♪

♪ That you might be down to play ♪

♪ With all the people telling you what you're doing now ♪

♪ We're gonna make our own way

♪ Where you wanna go, where do you need to go ♪

♪ Are you coming with me

♪ Cause I can take you

♪ Go, where you wanna go, where do you need to go ♪

- This place is super creepy.

I love it.

- You would like it, Kia.

- Whose idea was it to come way out here?

- The guys, of course.

- Yeah, they think if they get us all scared and vulnerable

they can have their way with us.

- Guys only think about one thing.

- Three girls, two guys, Adam, three girls, two guys.

I'm liking these odds.

- Whew, it's hot out here.

- Yeah, I'll tell you what's hot, Adam.

These girls are hot.

Look at 'em.

Okay, leave me hanging.

I got this.

Leave me hanging.

- Why don't you, thank you.

- [Travis] I'm going to get this flashlight.

You get the beers, Adam.

I got this flashlight.

- This place is huge.

- So what is this place supposed to be?

- It's an old garment factory.

It was originally built during World War II

to make uniforms for the troops.

Closed it down back in the 70s after a bunch of people

got butchered while working the graveyard shift.

They say the place is still haunted now

by the ghost of those dead workers.

- Yay.

- So why did we come here?

- Because there's no such thing as ghosts.

- Don't say that.

You'll anger them.

- [Travis] Dibs on the crazy chick!

(ominous music)

- [Samantha] What's that smell?

- The '70s.

- I know, right?

I wonder if they made bell bottom jeans here.

- And mini skirts and hot pants.

- Hey!

- You guys probably think we're so weird.

Guys?

Hey, where'd they go?

- They're probably hiding to scare us.

So predictable.

- Well, now that they're gone, let's talk about them.

So which one do you want, Neesa?

- What do you mean?

- Which guy do you want?

- Yeah, you get first pick, Neesa.

Me and Kia will duke it out for runner-up.

- I'm so going to beat you.

- Like hell you are.

- Boob fight?

- Boob fight?

- I didn't come here to hook up with anyone.

- Okay, well if you had to pick one, who would it be?

Adam or Travis.

- Adam, obviously.

- Oh, so you do like one of them.

- I think Adam likes you to Neesa.

- Yeah, and good thing because Travis is totally mine.

- Over my dead body bitch.

- You want a round two?

- Round two, bring it.

(machinery rattles)

(girls screaming)

- [Kia] Damn it!

- [Samantha] Travis!

- [Kia] What is this place?

- [Travis] You should have saw your faces, oh my god!

- [Samantha] Stop it!

- [Travis] The generator still works!

(all laughing)

Adam, Adam this is so freaking awesome.

We've got three chicks.

- Oh God.

- Oh God, oh god.

- Oh God, Adam.

- Is that your new phone?

- Yeah.

- How do you like it?

- I love it.

But it feels too big in my hand.

- That's what she said.

That was a good one, huh?

Right, Adam, that was a good one.

So, Neesa.

(phone ringing)

- Hi, honey.

Yeah, I got the messages about your mother.

I know she's upset.

I have no idea who's stealing her newspapers.

No, I don't have any leads.

Why doesn't she get up earlier?

She sleeps almost all day.

(phone beeping)

Hey, I got another call coming in.

Okay, I got to take this.

Sheriff's office.

What do you mean, she's gone?

- Neesa never leaves without telling me where she's going.

It's like she's a different person now.

- I'm sure she's fine.

I tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to go hit all the convenience stores in town,

see if anyone's seen them.

(ominous music)

- On a serious note, okay, guys,

I got a question for you, guys, listen, listen!

I got a question.

What if you were to travel into the future,

right, and jerk off your future self?

Would that be gay or just masturbation?

- It would be experimental.

- Seriously, this has been weighing on my mind.

- Okay, so, would it be politically incorrect

for a special ed teacher to refer

to one of her students that's late for class as tardy?

- [Travis] Are you the teacher?

- Possibly.

- [Travis] Because if you're the teacher, no.

- Okay, okay, if a turtle that just loss its shell

would be considered naked or homeless?

- Both, obviously.

- That poor turtle.

- Yeah, that wasn't funny, Neesa.

- [Travis] Not in the least.

(all laughing)

- You guys suck.

- So Neesa, why'd you try to kill yourself?

- [Samantha] What the hell, Travis?

- Jesus, Travis, we're just having a good time, okay?

It's not really an appropriate topic.

- [Travis] I understand we're having a good time.

- Okay.

- A suicide attempt is a cry for help, right?

Right, well, I'm trying to help.

- [Adam] You're trying to be an asshole is what.

- No, I'm not.

I'm a nice guy, wear my heart on my sleeve.

- I didn't try to kill myself.

I did kill myself.

The doctors said I was dead for at least six minutes.

- Wow.

- [Travis] Shouldn't you have, like, brain damage?

- [Samantha] Look who's talking.

- [Adam] Oh!

- [Travis] Oh, great, look who's talking.

Okay.

(voices whispering)

- You guys have had one too many, I think.

- [Travis] No.

- Did you hear something?

- [Adam] No, I didn't.

I didn't hear anything.

- It sounded like children singing.

- [Travis] Told you, brain damage.

- I'm serious.

It sounded like it was coming from down that hallway.

- [Travis] Down that hallway right there?

- Yeah.

- Well, you know what time it is.

It's time to go check it out.

(dramatic chord)

Let's go.

Let's go.

- [Adam] Excuse you.

(ominous music)

Bingo.

(ominous music)

- Okay, so who wants to go down first?

- That's what she said.

- Why do you keep saying that?

- Because it's funny.

- No, it isn't.

- It's kind of funny.

- Told you.

- Okay, fine, I'll go first.

- Okay.

- No way, guys.

- Don't be such a scaredy cat.

- Come on, Sam.

I want to check it out.

- Well, of course you do, you have a death wish.

Neesa, I'm sorry.

- Whatever.

- No, I didn't mean it like that.

- Yeah, you did.

- [Kia] Come on already!

- Hang on, guys, I'm coming!

- That's what she said!

Pretty creepy, huh?

- Yeah, I'll bet they didn't recover all the bodies

of the dead workers and now their tortured spirits

are crying out for a proper burial.

- That's a pretty good theory, except for the fact

there's no such thing as ghosts.

- Yeah, you keep saying that,

and we're not having sex later.

- We need to find those bodies

and give these people a proper burial.

I've been saying it from the get go.

Ha!

(Kia screams)

- Travis!

- There, did you guys hear that?

- [Adam] I didn't hear anything.

- It sounds like it's coming from behind this wall.

- There's no door.

(wall knocks)

You know what?

I can bust through this.

Let me just go get some tools from my truck.

I've got this.

Stand back.

(tool whirring)

(wall clattering) (ominous music)

- It looks old.

- Yeah, and valuable.

Let's open it.

- Yeah, we should definitely open it.

- Hang on, guys.

I'm not sure it's a good idea.

- [Travis] You're the one that wanted to come down here.

- I know, but I mean, something doesn't feel right.

They obviously hid it behind that wall for a reason.

- Yeah, to hide the evidence.

- Look, this building has been abandoned

for over 40 years, right?

So whoever this box belonged to is long gone.

- I guess you're right.

You know I'm right.

Back to the party room.

Woman, you come with me.

- Hey, you know I didn't mean what I said back there.

It's just you didn't even come talk to me first.

You're my best friend.

I know I'm a selfish bitch sometimes.

But if I would have known how bad you were hurting,

maybe I could have helped.

- I know, Sam.

And I know you brought me out here to try and cheer me up.

And it means a lot, really.

- Just promise me you'll come tell me before

you try anything stupid like that again, okay?

- Yeah, I promise.

Look, I'm fine.

I'm fine, I swear.

- Let's open this bad boy up.

(suspenseful music)

- [Sam] What is all this stuff?

- These look like shipping receipts.

This is weird.

Most of these show destinations in Germany.

- No way, look at this.

They were making uniforms all right.

They were just making them for the wrong team.

- An actual Nazi SS uniform?

Wow.

- Okay, why would they be making uniforms

for Nazis in the middle of Texas?

- Are you kidding?

Dozens of major US companies got

busted back then for war profiteering.

Yeah, no telling how many other little operations

like this were doing the exact same thing.

- Whoa, look who's learning stuff.

- Yeah, it's called internet.

- [Adam] Big words.

- [Sam] What's that?

The markings on this chest

appear to be Sumerian in origins,

while the summoning stones themselves

seem to be carved from the left hand

of an adult human male over 2,000 years ago.

- Sumerian?

- Gozer the Gozarian.

Gozer the destructor!

Never mind.

It looks like some sort of demon summoning ritual.

Hitler and the Nazis were really into the occult.

- [Adam] So what's it doing here?

- Maybe they sent it to the owner of this place

as some sort of payment or reward for helping them.

Let's try it out.

- What?

- [Kia] Let's see if this sucker works.

- You want to summon a demon?

- Come on, please?

- [Travis] Okay.

- What about you, Samantha?

- I guess, whatever.

- I'm sorry.

But I'd like to strongly object

to the whole summoning a demon plan.

- Yes, yes, thank you, one reasonable person in the group.

- Yeah, shut up, Adam, you're just trying to get laid.

- Fine, we'll vote.

Okay, who doesn't want to try summoning a demon?

Oh, three to two, you lose.

Hooray for democracy.

(phone ringing)

- [Ryan] This is Ryan, leave a message.

- Hey.

It's me.

Look, I wanted to tell you that what happened to me

the other day, it wasn't your fault.

I was just really upset at the time.

But I wanted to tell you that I miss you

and I love you so much.

Oh my God.

- I'm sorry.

Is everything okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Uh, they're ready for us, so.

- Oh, okay.

- Okay, it says the words of the incantation

are not as important as the rhythm and intention.

Also, all of the dice bones have to land inside

the center area of the pentagram for the summoning to work.

Got it?

- [Travis] Got it!

- Okay, here we go.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, show us your face.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, appear in this place.

Shit.

- [Travis] You suck!

- It was a bad roll.

Fine, you go next, Travis.

- I'll go next.

- Get away from me, God.

- We're about to get ourselves a demon.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, come out and play.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, this is totally gay!

- Travis!

- That's how I roll, sweetheart.

- Shitty roll.

- Okay, Neesa, your turn.

- Knucklebones, Knucklebones, blood runs red.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, wake the dead.

- Nice roll.

Now what?

- I don't understand.

It--

(Kia screaming)

- [Travis] How did you break it?

When did you break your arm?

- I don't know!

(Kia screaming)

- Kia!

Kia?

Kia, what's going on?

What's happening to her?

- Oh my God!

Oh my God!

- What the fuck!

(demon growling)

- What the hell?

(Sam screams)

(dramatic music)

- [Adam] Come on, come on!

- [Sam] Hurry, hurry.

- The door, the door!

- No way that just happened!

- What was that, was that Kia?

Was that Kia?

- [Adam] It came out of Kia.

- What did?

- The demon we just summoned!

- There's no such thing as demons!

- Hello, 911?

- [Operator] 911, what's your emergency.

- Yes, we're at the old factory off Highway five.

Someone or something just killed our friend

and I think it's trying to kill us.

(all screaming)

- What the fuck, what the fuck man, what the fuck?

(demon growls)

(dramatic music)

- Surprise.

(whacks)

You weren't expecting that, were you, fucker?

Frankly, I thought this was going to be a lot harder.

- [Demon] That's what she said!

(Travis whimpering) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Wait!

Where's Travis?

- Oh, shit!

Okay, you guys get out of here

and I'm going to go back for him!

- No!

- Are you crazy?

That thing will kill you!

- Shit.

- Let's go.

What are you waiting for?

Let's get out of here!

What's wrong?

- Remember you told me to tell you

before I did something stupid?

- Yeah.

- I'm about to do something stupid.

- [Sam] You're going to get yourself killed, Neesa.

- I don't care!

- Well, I do!

We'll go and get help!

- What if they're dead by the time we get back?

- What if they're already dead?

Shit.

(suspenseful music)

(Travis crying out) (dramatic music)

- No, no, no, no!

(dramatic music)

Adam!

Kia!

- [Demon] Don't worry, Travis!

I'll only put the tip in!

(chainsaw revving)

- Kia!

(chainsaw whirring) (Travis screaming)

- Adam?

Travis?

Travis!

- Shh, shh.

It's still close by.

(demon growling) (suspenseful music)

- Shit!

You guys almost gave me a heart attack.

- Travis is dead.

We better get the fuck out here, okay?

Who's got the keys?

- I do.

Let's go.

(demon growling)

- Hurry!

- [Sam] Oh shit.

(suspenseful music)

- What's down there?

- It looks like a garbage chute.

- I'm not going down there.

- Yes, you are.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Well, I got a lead at least.

Talked to Jeff over at Grady's.

He said they stopped in there

and bought some beer on the way out of town.

Said they headed down farm road 82.

- What's out there?

- About 50 miles of cow crap, not much else.

- [Mom] I'm starting to freak out.

- Relax, Nancy, I'll find her.

Do you have any idea where

they may have headed out that way?

- No, I would--

- I know where she went.

I wasn't eavesdropping.

(ominous music)

(chain rattling)

- So who turned on the furnace?

- Maybe it was the demon.

- Why would the demon turn on the furnace?

- Atmosphere?

- [Sam] Maybe he was cold.

- It's 100 degrees out.

- Maybe he's hungry?

- Sure is a long ways out here.

You guys better not be wasting my fucking time.

- I'm telling you, man,

these old warehouses are full of copper.

- This place better have a bathroom.

- Really?

Again?

Why don't you just go pop a squat behind a bush somewhere.

- Hello?

There could be poison ivy.

- Hey, there's lights on.

Do you think there's somebody inside maybe?

- If they are, we'll fuck their shit up.

Hey, maybe use the crowbar?

- Oh yeah, that's right.

That's why you're the brains of this outfit.

- I'm the brain, Bobby's the brawn.

- So what does that make you Andy?

- I'm the mother fucker with a blowtorch

(ominous music)

Yeah, there should be some good shit in here.

- Oh fuck yes.

- Look at this fucking place.

- Hey, Star!

You want me to come with you?

- I'd rather be horribly murdered.

- All right, it's your loss.

(Andy snorting)

- Yeah, get that metal, baby.

- What's that, Mely?

- Whoo, can you hear me now?

(ominous music)

- Fuck it.

(urine splashing) (ominous music)

(ominous music)

- [Demon] Tinkle, tinkle, little star.

- Hey, what the fuck?

Is that you, Andy?

You fucking pervert.

You need to get the fuck out of here.

(suspenseful music)

Holy shit.

(suspenseful music)

(Star choking)

(dramatic music)

- Fuck yeah, baby.

(dramatic music)

(demon growling) (suspenseful music)

(both screaming)

(Bobby screams)

(dramatic music)

(Andy grunting)

(Andy screaming)

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- Hello?

Hello?

Is anybody there?

(Sam gasps)

Looks like we're just in time for dinner.

(ominous music)

(all gasps)

- Shit!

You kids nearly made me chuck a mud guppy in my grippers.

I was just in the back emptying my piss jars.

- Ew.

Who are you?

- My friends called me Choctaw Bill,

back when I had friends.

- Well, I'm Neesa.

This is Sam and Adam.

- We don't have time for this.

Okay, that thing is trying to kill us.

- What thing?

- We don't know.

- I know this sounds crazy.

But it's like, it's like some sort of demon.

- A demon?

You mean Knucklebones?

Please tell me you kids didn't.

- We did.

- Oh man, I knew this would happen.

- Wait, you know about this thing?

- We had a run-in a while back.

(dramatic music)

My mother used to work here back in the '70s.

She used to bring me with her.

We couldn't afford no daycare.

But late one night, me and the other kids

were playing hide and go seek in the basement.

That's when I found the bone dice.

We thought it was a damn game.

The demon killed everyone.

My mother, the other kids, would have killed me too.

But I hid.

I've always been a good hider.

It wasn't a game but there were rules.

They describe something called the banishment ritual.

Instead of all of them landing

in the center of the pentagram,

this time each dice had to land

at a separate point in the star.

The demon almost got me.

But I squirmed away and ran back up to the summoning circle.

I got real lucky with that roll,

one in a million shot, I'd wager.

And, poof, just like that, the demon was gone.

Shortly after that, some men in black suits came

and escorted me off the premises.

- We found the dice in a box in the basement,

sealed behind a wall.

- I was afraid of that.

Been coming here for years looking for them.

Eventually, I just moved on in here.

- There wasn't anything about

any kind of banishment ritual, though.

- I was afraid of that too.

- I've had a long time think about this.

Call me crazy if you want.

But I think the whole thing is some sort of military weapon.

- You're crazy.

- Think about it.

Release this thing in a heavily populated area.

No one knows anything about it, or how to get rid of it.

Thing could kill millions, supernatural warfare.

- But now that we know about this ritual,

we can get rid of it, right?

- We still need the dice.

And they're back upstairs, right?

We're not going to make it in time.

Plus, you said it was a lucky roll, right,

a one in a million chance?

That's not very good odds.

- So what are we going to do?

- I think we should just run for it.

- That's because you don't know shit from apple butter.

Hell, you'd never even make it to the main road.

That thing is as fast as it wants to be.

The only reason you're not all dead already

is 'cause it likes fucking with you.

Demons feed on your fear.

What if two of us create a distraction

and the other two go for the dice?

- So who's going to create the distraction?

- I will.

- I'll go with you.

- Sam, you go with Choctaw Bill

and perform the banishment ritual.

- Hold on a second.

I'm fucking this bull.

You kids are just holding the horns.

- Fine, what's your plan?

- We'll do what you just said.

- Neesa?

- What?

- In case I don't make it.

- Sam, we're going to make it, okay?

I promise.

- You kids ready?

Time to paint your butts white and run with the antelope.

Back up the garbage chute.

(dramatic music)

- I don't see him, let's go for it.

- It's a trap.

We wait for the signal.

(engine rumbles)

Okay, let's go.

- I can't.

I'm too scared.

- Fine, stay here.

(demon growling) (dramatic music)

- Knucklebones, Knucklebones, make this roll.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, save my soul.

(dramatic music)

- [Demon] Looks like you used up

all your luck, little Billy!

- Knucklebones, Knucklebones, death and decay.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones go away!

(dramatic music)

(Sam screams)

- [Demon] Say hello to your mother for me.

(dramatic music)

Run away, little girl, run away!

(demon laughs)

(dramatic music)

(Sam screams)

- Oh my God.

Sam!

- Neesa, it's going to be fine.

- No, it's not!

- It's going to be fine!

- No!

(Adam gasping)

(dramatic music)

- Hello again, Neesa!

(dramatic music)

We met before, in hell!

You and I are gonna have a lot of fun together.

- [Neesa] Sam!

- You stay away from her!

(dramatic music)

- [Neesa] Sam!

(dramatic music)

(demon laughs)

(dramatic music)

(demon growling) (suspenseful music)

- Neesa, get down!

(gun fires)

- Sheriff!

- There's bodies and blood everywhere!

What the hell are you kids doing out here?

Stay there!

- No!

Come back here, please!

No!

We have to get out of here, please!

You didn't kill it, you can't kill it!

(suspenseful music)

We gotta get out of here!

(suspenseful music)

(voices whispering)

(suspenseful music)

(locks beeps)

(dramatic music)

- [Demon] Never bring a gun to a knife fight!

(dramatic music)

(Neesa crying)

(dramatic music)

- Are you goin on a date with Ryan tonight?

- Yes.

- Ryan's really cute, but he's kind of douchey.

- That's not very nice.

- I call 'em like I see 'em.

- What'd you get dad?

- A tie.

- You really think he needs a tie.

- Dad doesn't need anything, why, what'd you get him?

- I didn't get him anything.

- Oh well, if you want, this can be from the both of us.

There he is.

Later tater.

Happy birthday dad, it's me, Shelby.

Sorry we haven't been by to see you in a while,

but I've been going to day camp and mom

has to work a lot more than she used to.

(phone ringing)

- [Demon] You spoiled little girl.

Fine, if you won't play with me,

I'll find someone else who will.

- [Shelby] Later tater.

- No!

You stay away from her, you fucker!

(thunder rumbling) (rain spattering)

- Mom, I'm going to bed!

Night!

(rain spattering)

(dramatic chord)

(suspenseful music)

- Shit!

No!

Fuck!

Shit!

(Neesa crying)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

- Gotcha.

(suspenseful music)

Mom, Mom!

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(Neesa screams)

(dramatic music)

(Neesa screams)

(suspenseful music)

(Neesa screams)

(suspenseful music)

(Shelby screams)

(dramatic music)

- [Demon] Got you.

(suspenseful music)

- Knucklebones, Knucklebones, fire and flame.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones go back where you came.

(demon roars)

Shit.

This is impossible!

(dramatic music)

Knucklebones, Knucklebones, live to tell.

Knucklebones, Knucklebones go to hell.

(dramatic music)

(demon cries out)

(dramatic music)

(puke splashes)

- [Sam] Help!

Help!

Somebody?

Help!

Is anybody still there?

- Sam!

- Oh, hey, Neesa.

- You're still alive.

(Sam screams)

- [Sam] You bitch!

♪ I look in the mirror thinking what am I waiting for ♪

♪ The whole wide world has started knocking at my door ♪

♪ Hello new friend, I'll be seeing you soon ♪

♪ Hello new life

- Ow.

♪ Sunshine or rain, I'm heading out for more ♪

(house thuds)

♪ What I never knew

♪ And who would have known

♪ It would all be so new

♪ And I can't wait to see what it's all about ♪

(house thuds)

(crickets chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic chord)

- Jesus, Ryan, you scared the shit out of me.

- What?

I'm sorry.

Did I scare you?

- You have no idea what I've just been through.

- What have you been through?

I'm sorry, babe, but I haven't heard from you.

You haven't been responding to my text messages.

And, you know, I've been getting

serious Samantha withdrawals.

And the doctors said the only cure

was for me to come see you tonight.

- I know, I lost my phone.

Look, Ryan, I'm not really feeling

comfortable with all this right now.

- Wait, wait, did you say something?

- I'm serious.

Neesa's my friend.

This isn't right.

I mean, she tried to kill herself

when you broke up with her.

- You didn't tell her that

the two of us were together, did you?

- Of course not.

- Of course not.

- I would never hurt her like that.

- Yet, you were having sex with her boyfriend

for six months behind her back?

- I never said I was perfect.

And, plus, you are really cute.

- Really?

- Hold on.

- What, what's wrong, what is it?

- I think I got a cramp.

It's fine.

(Ryan cries out)

(dramatic chord)

(Ryan screaming)

Fuck!

God!

God dammit!

I think I broke my leg.

(dramatic music)

- Not again.

This can't be.

(Ryan screaming) (dramatic music)

- [Ryan] What's happening to me?

(dramatic music) (Sam crying)

(dramatic music)

- Hey, Sam!

We found your cell phone.

(Sam screams)

- [Sam] No, Neesa, I'm sorry!

Please!

- [Demon] Hey, Neesa, I told you

we were gonna have a lot of fun together!

(Sam screaming) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Later tater.

(dramatic music)

♪ Breathing out

♪ Cradling the floor

♪ Should I take a breath

♪ And crawl for more

♪ Scratch and claw

♪ I'll burn it all

♪ Claimed at the core

♪ Ashes fall, I'm wising up

♪ Tattered and scorned

♪ You turned me down

♪ To the bones cut me off

♪ All alone I feel this hate

♪ To the bone, now I'm changing the rules ♪

♪ And you'll no longer wear control ♪

(dramatic music)

♪ Do you like what I've become

♪ Mutilated, feelings numb

♪ Sacrificed, lost my soul

♪ Can't be undone

♪ I'm a monster, conjured up

♪ You better run

♪ You better run

♪ You turned me down

♪ To the bones cut me off

♪ All alone I feel this hate

♪ To the bone, now I'm changing the rules ♪

♪ And you'll no longer wear control ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm changing the rules

♪ And you'll no longer have control ♪

♪ You gave me to chance

♪ Lost me to love

(dramatic music)

♪ Bleeding out

♪ Cradling the floor

♪ Struggling to take a breath

♪ And I crawl

♪ Ashes fall

♪ Can't be undone

♪ You've captured a, a monster

♪ You better run, you better run, you better run ♪

♪ You've cut me down

♪ To the bone, cut me off

♪ All alone

♪ I feel this hate

♪ To the bone now I'm changing the rules ♪

♪ And you'll no longer wear

♪ You've cut me down to the bone ♪

♪ Cut me off, all alone

♪ I feel this hate to the bone

♪ Now I'm changing the rules

♪ And you'll no longer have control ♪

♪ So how do you like

♪ What I've become

(dramatic music)

(dramatic chord)