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You think death is an escape?

No, death is just the threshold.

On the other side, there are no bodies, no boundaries, only shifting corridors

of flesh and whispering things with too many eyes.

We are stretched thin across eternity, our screams woven into the fabric of

something vast and endless.

The curse of Amityville was only the

And now, we are locked inside.

I'm drunk.

Hey.

Just wanted to let you know I'm at my last stop in New York.

Found some super cool little souvenirs at Haunted House I broke into.

Bit of knives.

Wanted to let you know, I love you.

I'll see you in a few days.

Never seen a family photo where everyone looks like Nazis.

It's nice to see you again, sweetie.

Don't you know that drinking is bad for your health?

Who are you?

I am Yuna.

You have been evicted, as one might say.

Be gentle.

You'll get it back when I'm done.

Oh, you poor baby.

You'll understand eventually.

But first, let's have some fun.

Thank you.

The town was only the beginning.

Beyond it lies a place where the dead do not rest, where the walls breathe and

the air tastes of rot.

We are forsaken.

And soon, so will you be.

Wow, this is really nice

Hello

find the key yeah I did great I'm sorry that I can't be there myself but

tomorrow my assistant tag will bring you your spare key and the closing documents

yeah that's fine in the meantime have a look around and if there's any issues

just let me know okay bye bye

Kill them. Kill them all.

Kill them. No one leave. Kill them all.

Kill them.

Kill them. Kill them all.

Kill them. No one leave.

Kill them. Kill them.

Kill. Kill.

Kill with us.

Kill them. Kill them all. Kill them. No one. Kill them all. Stop. No one. Kill

them. Stop them.

Kill them.

I

believe

the curse has spread out of Amityville.

Attached to objects like a lamp.

Toy monkey radio.

Oh hell no

James? James?

Melissa said you'd be here. I have your closing documents.

Hello, Melissa.

I need you to come by as soon as possible.

I have some questions to ask you.

The ground beneath Amneyville is cursed.

Something worse stirs. We were fed to it, swallowed, and now we are part of

the nightmare.

It grows, it waits, and it's hungry.

The clickbait whore So is it all you were hoping for?

You finally found a house that's haunted Is it everything you

wanted? You wanna know why?

You ghost hunters turn up dry Though you try and try

and try and try and try

Ghost fuckin' hate YouTubers!

You're no-talent, low-rent goobers!

And you never capture proof, though you've tried and tried! Cause when you

barrel in, we HIDE! We will not be exploited!

Hence, you are assiduously avoided!

Oh, and sometimes we, you know, kill ya! And devour your soul! And trap you in an

endless hellish nightmare of song and dance!

You're picking up on the vibe!

Hate and unsubscribe!

Hate and unsubscribe!

Hate and unsubscribe!

Marty's coming!

He'll save me! You better hurry, cause once you start singing, you're out.

Welcome to the party, Marty. So you've come to save the shrew. Would she have

come to save you?

Yikes, what is that thing?

Fuck me, is it going to sing?

Golly gee, yes, I really adore eating rabies. I don't even regret eating the

one that gave me rabies.

There, there.

Dude,

I don't think you're supposed to be in here yet.

You're hard, you're hard.

That's just JB.

He does this sometimes.

He's in charge of burning all the footage before it gets found. It's

better that way. He'll tire himself out.

Hey, what's up, guys?

Hey there, big boy.

Do you like ghosts with big...

I'm

the ghost of misogyny purse.

And I'm the ghost of a chance you'll ever get.

Kill away Who needs a demon? I possessed you with my

blues First bust, then disgust It's guilt or bust Or guilt

from bust In judgment you can judge We genuinely trust

This man and he just...

She's not in here. We do not haunt white people.

Anyways,

this man.

There is but one goal.

Everything here is designed to eat your soul.

We're gonna knock on your car, chomp on your cheese.

This clock will eat your soul. This robot cock will eat your soul. As will

all these awful paintings. And this spicy tuna roll. And here's our lineup

of devilish toys for terrible girls and unbearable boys. This curse is cult.

Creepy gods. Cannibals. Clowns. Haunted shops.

Scarecrow. Sharks. Slashers. Perverts. Richest werewolves. Killers. Inverse.

Big feet. Wearing backpacks. Boobies. Aliens. Turkeys. Sellers. Doobies. Blind

pigs and evil wigs. Fortune souls and toilet bowls!

Entities and demon genes!

Poltergeists and monster timesies! Gummy pill! Everything will! Ride and tear and

chomp and deal! They'll gouge your soul like a filthy pill! It's such a thrill!

Sir, here's your bill! Now pay the fridge toll!

That'll be one fresh human soul!

Hey, chump! In here! There's an exit out the back.

How you gonna die, Rube? How you gonna die?

The fuck, Chet?

How you gonna...

And the tale of a middle-aged muffin-top maladroit moron. His IQ is the same as

the atomic weight of boron. He's reckless, factless, wears failure like a

necklace. His destiny just beckoned and he wrecked it like he reckoned. Wait a

second. He just remembered something from a screenplay that he read. How show

-tune weapons can make show-tune ghosties double dead.

How did one little Long Island town gain

such massive macabre renown?

How did it get this way?

Cascade monkey humping say.

Why so hated?

What's to blame?

Dude, it's right there in the frigging name.

Am it evil?

Yes, it am.

Am it evil?

Yes, it am.

Am it evil?

Am it evil?

Yes, it am.

Is it slimy? Yes, it is.

Look at all that

Time doesn't work here anymore.

Seconds stretch into centuries, and yet we still suffer.

Our minds are torn apart, rebuilt, and torn apart again.

I don't remember who I am anymore.

Greetings, how are you doing?

Good, you?

Alright, so, why don't we get your coat off?

Thank you, sir. Go ahead and have a seat right here. Get yourself nice and

comfortable.

Well,

good evening. My name is Brandon. I'm going to be the person doing your

initial assessment for services today.

So before we get started, let me give you a little bit of information on

privacy, alright?

So, you have the right to privacy.

Anything you say here will be kept confidential and will not be revealed

without your written permission.

Now, there are three exceptions to the rules of privacy.

Life or death circumstances, anything involving the abuse or neglect of a

minor, and finally, a judge's courtroom.

Do you understand?

What about the things you've done that are kind of wrong, but

you don't plan to do them again?

So long as I don't think any of the stuff you're going to be doing is

something you're going to do in the immediate future, it is kept secret.

Even murder?

Even in the event of murder.

If you report a murder that you did commit, So long as it's not one of those

things that's going to happen in the future, I could lose my license if I

were to report it to the police.

Why don't you lay back and relax a little bit?

You see, it's a rough economy, so

I had to get a new job over in Amityville.

i thought that i wouldn't be able to afford a house for me and my family but

then this really nice place came up on the market three bedrooms three baths a

yard for the dog and the kids to play i couldn't help but buy the place

were there any problems then not with the structure of the house i mean

everything was nice new new appliances

Everything in past inspection.

But there were things.

There were kind of hidden things.

What kind of things?

Well, not sure I can

say right now.

Well, we can come back to that stuff a little bit later.

Any drug or alcohol use?

I might have a drink now and then, but mostly with friends. But I haven't had

any for a while. I just haven't felt like it.

Any criminal charges?

Uh, not yet.

Not yet?

Hmm, that reaction's a little telling there.

Tell me what you think you did wrong.

I, uh...

Might have killed my family.

So how exactly does one think they killed their family?

One might say that you either did or you didn't.

Well, it started with little things.

Well, uh, there's a lot of water around the Amityville area, and, well, you

know, water brings mosquitoes.

I don't know how they would get in the house, but they would be everywhere.

The constant buzzing, seeing them move out of the corner of my eye,

and the biting and the itching.

And it continued day in and day out.

I would work on a project, or try to work on a project, but the buzzing kept

going over and over again.

I'd almost...

I almost ended up hitting my hand with a hammer.

How have you been sleeping at night?

I don't know. Maybe I'll get a handful of hours a night, but the constant

buzzing and biting would keep me awake.

I had to move to another bedroom in the house because I kept waking up my wife.

And when I can sleep, the nightmares would come.

Constant dreams of screaming children.

Burning buildings and demons.

Demons telling me things.

Horrible things.

What kind of things?

Telling me to kill my family.

I would notice strange things.

Like I would walk down a hallway, then it would be as if I was in a...

totally new one that I'd never been down before.

Like the house was shifting all around me.

I would hear children playing outside, which isn't unusual, but then I would

look out and see no one there.

After a time, I wouldn't just hear them playing anymore.

I would be hearing them all screaming as if they were all dying.

Hear gunshots and fire.

but no matter how i looked outside i would just see nothing so what else has

been going on in the household i heard particularly bad crying and saw

something happening on the walls it was dripping red liquid blood

well i

guess it's time to tell you about the last night the Baby

had been crying all night. I already wasn't sleeping well, and I knew that

this was too much.

I grabbed the axe I had cut so much wood with, and I liked the feel of it in my

hands.

Up the stairs I walked, my heart beating in my chest, to the door that I slowly

pushed open.

They were both there, and I did it. I killed them both. I chopped them both to

small bits.

And I loved it.

Every minute of it, with the brat and the bitch dead, I could finally hear

myself think, those mosquitoes will no longer buzz or bite me again.

And then I woke up.

So that's it.

You didn't kill anyone.

Yes, I woke up from that terrible nightmare.

So thanks for letting me know about that event.

I think I can understand a little of where you're coming from.

Really? I'd love to know what you think about it all.

Well, you see, I've been in this office in Amityville a long time, and things

can get really loud out here.

You see, the buzzing, it doesn't just stop when you don't move.

It keeps going, even when you breathe.

And then there's the buzzing, and then the... biting and then you no matter how

many times you slap and slap at it it just doesn't get any better and then the

chopping of course there's always the chopping you get that axe and then you

chop and you chop again then you just wake up right you just wake up like

it's some bad dream are you okay doc

Well, you see, I'm in the business of closure here.

Now, closure's a little bit of a therapy term we use.

You can't get better without it, you see.

So maybe you killed your family.

Maybe you didn't.

But I'd like to think you did, because I'm the kind of therapist that likes to

tie up a few loose ends.

I mean...

That's what I'm really good at, after all.

Well, you see, I just can't see somebody who may not have finished off the job

like it's proper.

A good family killing, after all.

So I think we're going to have to terminate the session right here.

I think this is for me and your family.

They told me hell was fire and brimstone.

They were wrong.

Hell is silence filled with eyes that never blink, hands that reach from the

void, dragging us deeper into something worse.

revenge on Amityville, and you will be the first!

Todd?

Look at the camera!

I don't know if you know this, Todd.

My entire family died from eating seafood at your

seafood restaurant.

Do I have a surprise for you?

Breaking news tonight. The city of Amityville has been overrun by large

creatures.

Some are calling them shark crabs.

Aliens, perhaps?

This is an emergency.

It is recommended that you evacuate to neighboring cities.

We believe the shark crabs have been linked to local mad scientist, Emma.

Come on, come on, come on!

Mark, come in!

Damn it, Mark! Where are you?

Come on!

We have to get to the bunker.

Mark, I got all my bug-out supplies.

They're with me.

Todd's missing. Are they aliens?

I don't think so, dude.

I think that someone on the news said they were Canadian.

Canada?

You don't believe that, do you?

God, you do.

Look, you can't believe the news about everything, okay?

Mark, listen to me. I'm not having this discussion right now. You think it's

possible to eat them?

What? What the?

What the?

No! You think you can cook them?

No, I don't think so.

When they say some food is a delicacy, it's always something really weird, you

know?

Don't eat.

in a few.

You want to try some?

Mark, they're waiting for us. We gotta go.

They're waiting for us in the bunker. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

We gotta go.

How does it taste?

I expected Todd to do this, but not you, Mark.

Come on.

Let's go.

You know, I'm just about to try it. It has a weird smell to it, but... That's

fantastic, dude.

Let's go.

I tried to run, but the horizon only stretched further away.

I tried to close my eyes, but the horror seeped in through my skin.

Amityville did not just take my life, it devoured my soul.

It began a few days before Christmas.

All the recent Amityville-themed movies made it seem like every state in the

Union suddenly had a town called Amityville.

Ours was no exception.

Okay, so according to the GPS, we just passed Amityville.

I'm going to turn around.

One particular home was known more for its terrifying past and urban legends of

ghostly aberrations than its massive four-bedroom 3800 foot half acre newly

remote anyway

Brody

the homeowner was kind of a loose cannon some say the house drove him to madness

Others say he was being slowly possessed by the demon dwelling within the home.

Unable to control his impulses any longer, Brody hired a real estate agent

to try to move the property to whatever sucker he could find.

Yeah, hi Brody, it's the realtor.

I'm over at your house right now, and I'm getting ready to meet with a

potential buyer, so I will let you know. Get out!

Get out!

okay

to be successful the realtor had to know exactly what she was dealing with she

consulted a spiritualist to try to contact the supposed demon she went down

to a legendary location known for its paranormal activity it would be here if

contact with the demon could be anywhere

Welcome to WKLL, your home for endless yacht rock.

Failing to contact the spirit, the realtor's luck suddenly changed.

It seemed she found a potential buyer who didn't care about the hauntings. She

actually found it kind of cool.

She set up a meeting with Brody to let him know.

Why are you wearing a sombrero?

Never mind.

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot.

I may have found a buyer for you.

Plus, he considers the demon to be a bonus.

Um, you know, there's more to that demon story than you know.

Hmm. That's weird.

Someone else wants to join the meeting. Did you invite somebody?

What? Oh.

Oh, no, no, no. No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

suddenly when the sale seemed imminent a spiritual force began to overtake the

realtor

and that's the story of amityville i've lived in this house for several months

now the original owner disappeared as did the realtor and the potential buyer

so the house defaulted i bought it from the bank for pennies on the dollar

everything has been quiet and peaceful ever since

We're lost.

Not dead.

Not alive.

Trapped in a world that wreathes and breathes. Where the sky is a wound and

the ground pulses beneath our feet.

We scream, but the only answer is laughter from the dark.

Oh my gosh.

Oh, man, there's a lot of people out there.

How many people out there today, Martin? Over 100 people.

Ain't no way the boss gonna see over 100 people today.

Stay on the door.

I'm gonna take in the first petitioner. Yes, sir.

Here. Sorry.

Name? Alice Chambers.

Follow me.

Okay.

Your Gratefulness, I present to you, Alice Chambers.

Thank you, Torb. That will be all. Return to your duties.

Ah, my lovely.

And what brings you to me on this fine, beautiful day?

Hello, my lord.

My name is Alice, Alice Chambers.

Please forgive me. I come to you with no money.

I have done nothing with my life.

But I do humbly request of you that you let me be on your staff.

Let me be close to you, my lord.

I just wish to be near you.

Come to me, Alice.

Embrace your lord and master and welcome to the fold.

Thank you.

Oh, look at you.

You are a radiant beauty.

You are a princess.

Join my ladies.

Join us all.

I shall call you Angel.

Torg! Next!

Bring in the next petitioner!

Your Gratefulness, I present to you Aldo Hemingway.

My name is Aldo, oh magnificent one. Torg!

Be gone! Return to your duties.

Continue.

I ask your grace for a loan.

A loan in which I will repay.

When I build my empire, I submitted paperwork to you ten years ago.

I will do anything for this loan.

Oh, magnificent one.

Aldo.

Aldo, I have foreseen our future.

I received all your requests long ago.

Aldo, I have seen your future.

You will stand with me.

Together we shall reign Amityvilles. Together as a team.

Therefore, Aldo, return home.

Your request is granted.

Your money is waiting for you now.

Thank you, my liege. I live to only please you.

Yes, my obedient one.

Now be...

Thank you, Gracefulness.

I thank you a thousand times.

Thank you.

Yes.

Yes.

Ladies, for years, I have granted the wishes of many

people of Amityville, whether they are man or whether they are woman.

But now, today, the greatest day.

shall choose one of you as my successor.

My excellence, there is still so much more to do.

All these people would never have prospered if it had not been for you.

You must complete the ritual.

More await.

It's just as it has always been since the beginning.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes, Anita!

Thank you.

Thank you, my lovely ladies.

Yes. Toy!

Bring it!

What is this?

He was caught stealing from us in the West Chambers, my lord.

Who is this?

His ID says he's Wilford Shipley.

He's a junkie on the streets.

He used to work for us a long time ago, my lord.

Is this true, Shipley?

Yes, yes, I'm sorry, my liege.

The drugs made me do this. It's not my fault.

Please forgive me, Mr.

Magnificent. Please forgive me, my lord.

Why, Shepley, why?

I don't know. I'm just stupid, my lord.

Please forgive me.

Spare my life.

Please forgive me, my lord.

Oh, Shepley.

Shepley.

Shepley.

It's all right, my dear.

He does this all the time.

Shapley!

Miss Caroline, go ahead and get ready for your six o'clock appointment. Okay.

I only left to serve you, master.

Tor.

Kill them.

Return to your duties.

I shall now pick my successor.

All of you ladies have been with me a very long time.

Where's Miss Caroline?

Oh, my lord, she had an appointment at six p.m.

Yes, very good.

Well, as I was saying, each one of you knows the business as well as I do.

Only one of you shall be my successor.

Anita, you have been with me the longest and you know the business better than

anyone.

However, I request fresh blood.

Yes, to run my organization.

And my fresh blood...

shall be none other than Angel.

Come forward, Angel.

Yes.

Angel, my beauty, I shall teach you immense great things.

You shall be my next successor.

How dare you?

I have been by your side since the beginning and this is how you repay me?

Unbelievable. Is she mad?

Hold your tongue, child.

Do not address me in this manner.

Have you forgotten where you come from?

Insolent fool.

Do not press me, Anita.

You were in line to be my second in charge, to take over.

But I need fresh blood.

An angel shall be my fresh blood.

I never thought the day would come when I would have to tell you this, but I see

that the day is here. I brought you into the fold, Russo. I made you what you

are. You did not bring me into the fold. I brought you into the fold.

It was 11 years ago.

No, you fool. I found you and I molded you into who you are today.

No, I made you what you are. And now I take it back.

What is this madness?

What have you done to me?

No, I will annihilate you, Anita.

I am the chosen one.

And the portal chooses you.

Goodbye, Russo.

Anyone got a problem with that?

All is fair in love at war.

Yeah, what she said.

I never liked him anyway.

Now I am the Amityville crime boss.

The walls shift.

The stars whisper secrets meant to drive us mad.

we are prisoners of something older than time bound to its will drowning in an

endless sea of shadows

Thanks, Johnny.

You're all set for your next cleaning.

Hi, Gabriel Tyler.

I had an appointment.

Oh, toothache?

Yeah. Don't worry. The dentist will fix you right up. Here, take a seat. Fill

out these forms.

And Dr. Azaria will be with you post-haste.

Yeah, he actually said that.

Are you kidding me?

And what did you do?

I told him I had to go home and walk the dog.

I swear, Julie, these bad dates are going to kill you.

Hey Dr. Azaria, I can't find any drill burrs.

Adrienne said she ordered some. Check with her.

Gotta be some samples in here or something.

Adrian doesn't know.

I'm so serious!

Hello? Okay, Julie, I'll tell him.

Gabriel,

the dentist will see you now.

So tell me about this toothache of yours.

And don't skimp on the details.

Well, I mean, it's... Obviously my tooth is infected.

I don't know which tooth it is either. Don't ask me what tooth it is.

It's just constant migraines. I can't sleep. I can't do anything.

It's just pain.

Non-stop pain.

Pain like you can't imagine.

Isn't that just awful?

But I can end your suffering.

Is everything okay in there?

Send more patients.

The dentist is ready for you.

I'll see you in six months.

There's no mercy in this place.

Only hunger feasts upon our pain, reshaping us into things that should not

be. We are becoming part of it.

I can feel myself unraveling.

don't you see it the house it breathes a

life and pure evil we were the first to scream

but we won't be the last get out get out now

before you hear the voices too

It's about 3.15 in the middle of the night, and once again,

I can't sleep.

I'm not sure what's wrong with me.

I just lay in bed for hours, and I can't seem to drift off.

My doctor told me that maybe I should start vlogging when I struggle getting

any rest.

And I'm becoming desperate.

So here I am.

Ever since I moved here to Amityville last week, I just had an uneasy feeling

and... What was that?

Is that a shotgun? Who are you?

This place is huge.

Whoa.

That's what your mom said.

That doesn't even make sense.

That's what your mom said.

Hey, we're here for the weekend to clean up the place and get it ready for the

real estate agent to put on the market. Can we calm down?

Well, I guess there's no time like the present to begin.

I'll start bringing in the tools.

I hear there's a leak in the bathroom on the second floor. I'm going to start

there.

I guess I'll start cleaning down in the basement.

Judging by the pictures the real estate agent sent, it looked pretty messy down

there.

Sounds like a plan.

Gidget and I will start in the kitchen.

There's an electrical issue there we have got to deal with.

Sounds good. I'll order us some pizza in a few hours, and we'll all meet up for

lunch.

Oh man, this place is even more cluttered than the picture led me to

believe.

Hey, what's that?

Oh, totally tubular. An old record player.

And a vinyl? Dude, Skullcrusher. Hmm.

Never heard of them. Let's see if they're any good.

Yeah, no kidding. I thought we were going to have to rewire the entire room.

Hey, what's that stuff oozing out of the wall? It looks like blood.

Oh man, it's probably old rusty water.

Jem's upstairs working on a leak. I bet she doesn't even realize it's seeping

through to the walls.

I'll go up and let her know.

Sounds good. I'll start picking up around here.

Hey Krusty, did you finish cleaning the basement already?

Boy, your eyes sure are red.

Have you been smoking that jazz cabbage again?

Why are you-

Hey, Gem.

Whatcha doing?

Putting my tools away. Turns out there wasn't an issue up here with the

plumbing at all.

No issue.

So you didn't, like, spill anything?

Maybe some old rusty water got down between the wall and the floor?

No. Like I said, everything up here is fine.

Okay. That's weird.

I guess I'll go back to the kitchen.

Yeesh, I wonder what that was about.

Shoo, fly, get out!

Hello?

Isaac, where are you?

Krusty, what are you doing with that axe?

No!

Krusty? Isaac?

Gidget?

Come on guys, haha, this is such a good prank.

Y'all, this really isn't funny. Where are you hiding?

Whoa, Skull Crusher? This is one of those satanic bands that supposedly puts

hidden backward messages on their albums.

Let's check it out.

sacrifices slay three on the eve of a blood moon on the spoiled hollowed

grounds where witches were once burned three sacrifices the offering needed to

summon the beasts from the depths three sacrifices will bring forth the hell

hound the first for the dark one the second

And you will be the third.

This place has no light, no walls, no form, only

hunger.

We drift in its depths, our thoughts unraveling like loose

threads, being pulled apart by unseen hands.

The others, the ones that came before,

they are still here but they are not the same

they have been twisted reshaped their voices

now part of the whispers that slither through the void

soon we will join them

soon we will forget we were ever human

At all.

Yeah.

Thank you.