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(eerie music)

(blade slicing)

(eerie, dramatic music)

(ominous music) (clock ticking)

(phone ringing)

- What do you want, Andy?

- [Andy] Uh, yo, hey, dude, hey.

A long time, no talk, right?

- Yeah, it's,

it's been a while.

- [Andy] Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Uh, how are you?

Are you good, yeah?

- Yeah.

You?

- Oh, you know, I've been, I've been,

I've been pretty awful actually.

- [Tyler] How much do you need?

- Oh no, no, no, no, it's nothing like that, no.

Though that's a conversation for later, but actually,

I do need your help.

Uh, I'm in a bit of a bind.

- Are you okay?

- Uh,

let's just say,

bro,

I fucked up.

(sinister music)

(car door slams)

(Tyler knocks on door)

- Fuck it.

- Hey, Tyler.

Hey, hey.

Hey buddy.

Buddy.

- Hey, Andy.

- Come on in here, come on.

Oh my God, you brought food.

This is exactly what I needed, all right.

You always come through, you do.

- You know Andy, I actually want to talk to you about that.

- Anyway. You're probably wondering why I brought you here.

Right?

- I mean I drove myself, but yeah, sure.

Why'd you bring me here?

- Okay. Well, it's easier to show you.

So I'm going to give you a little context before,

once we go inside, it's full speed ahead.

- And what do you mean by that?

- It's nothing too serious, really.

What you thinking about Tyler?

- What'd you fuck up?

- Okay, so it's a little awkward.

Okay. I'm just gonna rip the bandaid off.

You know those game nights we used to have?

- Yeah? - Okay.

So I still have game night.

Just don't really invite you, my bad.

And so I was having game night with the gang, right?

Things were going great.

We were drinking, smoking, smoking, and drinking.

I was ahead as usual.

Until Jess said...

- You guys want to get weird tonight?

- [Andy] When most people say, "Let's get weird."

We'd assume orgy, butt stuff or late night adult swim.

So, color me surprised when she whips

out this weird fucking book.

- [Tyler] Where did she get this book?

- [Andy] Jess went to a fair,

where the vendor she bought it from supposedly said...

- To those who read this book, terrors shall be a foot.

To those who read it under a moonlit sky,

shall meet their ends and surely die.

- Bull - Shit.

(laughs) You have me come here at midnight,

to hear some bullshit about a cursed book?

- No, no, Tyler.

It's not like that.

- Oh, okay. You know what, what you said

isn't the craziest thing, Andy.

The craziest thing is that I still

came over here to your rescue.

The craziest thing is that I still came here to help you,

after all the bullshit that you've put me through.

I'm. Done.

- Tyler, I know I fucked up, a lot.

But if you just give me five more minutes,

it's all gonna make sense.

- You have five minutes.

- Okay, great, great.

I'm gonna spark notes this really quick, really quick.

So, uh,

we all decided, fuck it.

So we set the mood, you know, candles, creepy music.

(speaking foreign language)

Things were getting weird, but nothing unexplainable.

A door slam here, a light flicker there.

I thought Jess was fucking with us.

Until...

(Jess chanting loudly)

(music intensifies)

(Jess creepily laughing)

(intense music)

(Jess roars)

- So then what?

- Well, let me just show you.

Okay.

(suspenseful music)

- Andy...

What did you do?

- I told you man, I fucked up.

- No, no,

Andy, what did you do?

(whispers) Did you kill them?

- What, no. You really think I'd kill people?

What?

Well not, not exactly.

I wouldn't put it that way.

(dramatic music)

I was able to break free from the circle,

but everyone else started turning.

They began to attack each other,

tearing each other to shreds.

So I didn't kill them, I didn't kill anybody.

I just killed the monsters that took over their bodies.

And that brings me to why I need your help.

Jess was not as easy to deal with.

We fought back and forth and eventually,

I was able to get her locked up in the garage.

So what do you think?

- What do I think?

I think everything that you just said is completely insane.

- Right?

- Okay, we need to call the police.

We, how do I know that you didn't kill everyone in there?

- Tyler. Now, now I am offended.

I am a lot of things, but a killer.

Absolutely not.

Okay. Listen, what would you even say to the police?

Huh? A bunch of weed.

Crazy zombies.

No, that's not what were doing.

Listen, this is what we're going to do.

You're going to take this, grab it, grab it, grip it.

Awesome. And we're going to go in there,

and we're going to behead Jess,

before she turns this town crazier

than a bunch of white girls at a Taylor Swift concert.

Okay?

At the very least, you're going to see that

I'm not crazy about any of it.

(loud bang on garage)

Listen, this thing is going to try to lie to us,

to turn us against each other.

Don't let it.

- Are you telling me the truth, Andy?

- Of course, buddy.

You're the only one who's always been there for me.

Trust me.

(suspenseful music)

- [Andy] Hey you find anything?

- No, no. Shit.

- Thank God you're here, he's gone insane.

You have to help me.

- Watch out!

(Jess screams) (grunting)

- Jess.

There you are.

Good job, bud.

- Please, Andy. You're sick.

- I'm not the one who brought the book to game night.

- Tyler, you have to believe me.

I didn't bring the book, Andy did.

He's the one who brought the book,

he's the one who's possessed.

- I'm in a bit of a bind.

(laughs)

You really expect him to believe you?

We've been friends for 12 years.

- Drop the ax Andy.

- What are you doing, buddy?

- Get behind me Jess.

- It's trying to trick you, Tyler.

- You've completely lost your mind.

There's no supernatural bullshit here.

No demonic possession.

It's just you and another fucked up situation.

Now drop the ax.

I mean it Andy!

- I mean it too.

Here, take it.

- What are you doing?

What are you doing, Andy?

- You know what's the worst thing in the world?

Fucking up and having to have someone else clean up after.

- Ignore him.

- What are you talking about?

- Last summer, when I drank too much and

tried to drive home, I never thanked you.

- Andy? - I hit that tree so hard,

I could have killed us.

If it was my record, I would have been fucked,

but you took the blame for that.

And I didn't say anything,

I didn't do anything.

- Ignore him, Tyler.

- Last summer, you told me to trust you

and I know that I don't deserve it,

but I need you to trust me now.

Tyler,

that is not Jess.

That thing is something evil

and it is going to infect this town.

Tyler, for the love of God.

- Ignore him, Tyler. - Kill it!

(Tyler screams)

(body thuds)

Good swing, bud.

- Thanks.

- All right, okay.

- I forgive you.

(fire crackling)

We are so fucked.

- Yep.

- At least we can watch this book burn.

- Book burn?

Oh shit.

- Those who read it under a moonlit sky,

shall meet their ends and surely die.

- Bullshit. It's just a book.

- Heed my words boy, the book contains the beasts of hell.

Do not burn it, lest you break the spell.

- Whatever. Let's get weird tonight.

- Yeah.

(ominous music)

(thunder rumbling)

(birds cawing)

(roaring in the distance)

- Hey bro,

I fucked- - Don't you say it.

(upbeat techno music)

(vintage music playing)

(distant chattering)

- My good sir, it is great to see you.

- Why yes, this will be quite the old fashioned rub.

(thunder rumbles) (organ plays)

(soda can opens)

- Booyah! This party's about to get totally tubular.

- Who invited the new kids?

- Ever since these two showed up, there's been no peace.

- Hiya, what room you staying in?

- Aren't you one of those boys that died from a burrito?

- Yo, is this safe?

Can we microwave with aluminum foil?

- I heard it's more delicious in that way dude.

(loud explosion)

- Ritzy party, huh?

Yo, what sports you play when you were alive?

(beeping sound) (terrified shriek)

Oh no, no, no, don't worry.

It's just my Tamagotchi.

(relieved sigh)

(ringing noise)

Oh no, no, no, no.

It's just my beeper.

What? Yo, who's beeping me, I'm dead.

- All right.

It's time to blow out the candles for

the captain's birthday.

- [All] Happy birthday to you.

- (both) Cha, cha, cha.

- [All] Happy birthday to you.

- (both) Cha, cha, cha.

(continues to sing Happy Birthday)

(dance music)

- You soiled me birthday celebration!

Won't you quit it with your beeping and your buzzing?

You're all a bunch of blue nose,

wet blankets, stuck on a toot.

Just a bunch of- - Yo, Scoot, what's he saying?

- We're giving you the icy mitt.

Go iron ones shoelace, we're trying to get splifficated.

- This party was dead anyways.

- Its like were haunting the wrong place.

Why couldn't they put us somewhere cool?

Like, I don't know, like a recording studio.

I just feel like we were born in the wrong generation.

- You weren't born in the wrong generation.

Are you kidding me? They were.

They didn't even have DJs back then.

Think about that Scoot, a world without DJs.

- But maybe they could have.

(record scratching)

Yo, come check this out.

(record scratches)

(hip-hop/vintage music mix)

- Ooh, yeah. I like this.

- I'm shaking my little ghost tail.

(record scratching) (music continues)

- This one goes out to my home slice, the sea Captain!

Seven seas, seven hoes.

Let's get funky.

- Thanks boys.

(Tamagotchi beeps)

- Oh, dude did you feed it?

(vintage/hip-hop beat continues)

(spooky beat)

(eerie music)