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In life, they are the G.O.A.T.

In business, they are the G.O.A.T.

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In family, yes, they're the G.O.A.T.

And when it comes time to chill the fuck out,

they only smoke The G.O.A.T.

Yeah. We do.

Christ.

In a shocking discovery, a group of seven

college students found brutally murdered.

KarmaPalooza was promised

to be the dream come true for music fans.

Instead, it turned into a nightmare.

Seven bodies were discovered, tortured,

and staged in various depictions of what appears to be

the seven deadly sins.

The SDSK murders have spawned a top-rated podcast,

"SDSK, from Concert to Carnage, The Sounds of Sin."

This wildly popular docuseries,

"Friends Till the End, The Hunt for SDSK,"

and the Box Office horror hit,

"Fear Festival, The SDSK Murders."

Do you watch horror movies?

Are you one of the millions who binge-watched the new series

based on real shocking events?

Well, chances are, you are a dark tourist already.

And now,

on the 20-year anniversary of the unsolved murders,

the KarmaPalooza Festival returns,

and with it the reminder of the grief, the terror,

and the longstanding shadow of a vicious killer

who is still at large.

Detective Russell Daniels

remembers the events of 2004 all too well.

It was 20 years ago today, and I can still see it.

I still feel it.

Graphic details of brutality and violence in...

KarmaPalooza 2024 sold out in...

The way they did it,

the symbols they used, well, it wasn't for the victims.

It was for us.

To show us that this kind of evil can exist.

...celebrates and leans into tragic events.

And I hope that the return of this concert

doesn't mean the return of this psychopath.

He can't hide forever.

He will misstep and we will catch him.

You may have heard of a person like this before.

The friend who got you like no other.

The one who was quick to defend.

The one who was such a light for others.

It was an honor when they shared their hurt and their fears.

Made you feel special.

And it was inevitable someone would be drawn to that light

just to destroy it.

Maybe they hid their pain

as long as they could.

Maybe we never deserved such a light.

And we never know what we could have done

or why such things happen.

It will just happen again to someone else,

somewhere else.

Unless,

someone, somewhere out there won't let us forget

and does something that can't be forgotten.

And it will be mistaken for hate,

but in the dark...

it would be taken for love.

Emergency!

- I need you to like my vid. - What the...

♪ Let's go ♪

♪ Homies, you're my onlies you're my ride or die ♪

♪ Homies, you're my onlies you're my ride or die ♪

Hey, guys, it's Liv in the big city.

And guess what? I'm going to KarmaPalooza, baby!

Shut the fuck up!

♪ When you say you need me I don't ask you why ♪

♪ Don't care if you're dirty a fuck girl or fuck guy ♪

♪ 'Cause when we get together we want it right ♪

♪ Friendship lasts... ♪

Hey, babe, I'm home!

Oh, shit. Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go.

Lord, please help me through this weekend.

- Oh, my God.

Hello.

KarmaPalooza!

Three days and nights of sweats, long lines,

gropers, and the hopes of not getting mauled?

Let's fucking do this.

Thank you. Thank you for that.

I'm sorry, I just, you know,

didn't think you'd ever be up for something like this.

Like what?

Like something social, borderline deviant.

Something fun.

Am I really that bad?

Yeah. But not today you're not.

You are Marcel out of her shell.

- Welcome to the world. - Thank you. Girl, let's go.

Do you think Mona would let me talk to her agent?

She said she would, right?

Yeah, but anything not about Mona isn't anything.

I mean, more power to her.

The girl's taken basic and turned it into goddess.

Ah, but at what cost?

- Cost? - Yeah.

Mona plays nice and the whole world loves her,

and then she plays ice and they love her even more.

I'm just trying to be a blip on the radar so I can graduate

with more than crippling debt to show for it.

Right, but like I said, "At what cost?"

I mean, I got the right amount of followers,

and any cost is worth it.

So, how are you feeling?

Kind of not here.

Like an impersonation of myself, you know?

Like, "Hi, I'm Sarah,

and I'm just like a plucky, bubbly go getter,

and I'm so excited to spend the weekend

with a crew I barely even know!"

How did I do?

You're killing it.

Fuck yeah, I am.

Hello!

A little help, brother?

You're doing great, king.

Ah, you guys didn't need to bring us snacks.

I didn't.

Will, andale.

Rise, sloth, rise.

- Hi, Willy Will. - Hi.

We gotta hang tight, Sarah.

Aaron's got some rations for you.

Oh.

- Aaron.

♪ You're always on... ♪

- I can't ride with you guys.

At least I can be there in spirit.

Oh, you really don't have to do that, Aaron.

Yes, he did.

Don't forget the pharmacy, bro.

I can't rob the pharmacy.

L.B. says you're not coming if you're not bringing.

Pharmacy or FOMO.

Okay.

Well, uh, on behalf of nobody but me,

thank you, I really appreciate it.

And I hope you come tonight.

Uh, yeah...

Yeah, I'll... I'll... I'll...

Okay, I'll... I'll be there with bells on.

You know where that comes from? Back in the wagon days,

they used to put these bells in front of each of the wagons,

and if your party were ever in danger

or... or being attacked...

...you know, you'd ring the bell

to... to signify that you have gotten there safely

with, you know, without, um, without incident.

Wow.

That was weird, Aaron.

- I thought it was cool. Yeah,

- I mean, I read about it, so.

♪ Do it like this ♪

♪ Do it like this do it like this ♪

- Excuse me?

This isn't the back of the building.

This is the front of the building.

- What the fuck? - Should probably go.

Yeah. - But please come tonight.

As soon as I can.

I said the front of the building.

No, you fucking didn't.

So rude, dude. - Like daddy issues rude.

Oh, guy, I missed you.

Hey, Mona.

So any chance I can chat with your agent this weekend?

Yeah, of course. Perfect timing.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

'Cause you can do something for me.

What?

Where are you sitting in this beast?

Shotgun.

How bad do you want it?

Well, she was sort of the copilot of this beast.

Well, you just got an upgrade.

Why do you put up with this shit?

We gotta go!

We gotta go right now!

- Start the van, start the van! I'm gonna kill you!

What the...

Travis, don't hurt him!

- I love him! - L.B.

Right now, move ass.

- What the fuck?

Fuck butter. Everybody in.

You fucked my wife!

You fucked my wife!

- Travis, no, Travis! - You fucked my wife!

- I'm gonna fucking kill you!

You fucked my wife! - Come get it, fuck-o!

You're dead, you hear me?

You're fucking dead!

Travis! - You hear me, boy slut?

- You're fucking dead! Travis!

- Travis, I love him!

You're fucking dead! I'll kill you!

- Sarah, I'm gonna be there soon.

This has been Rekon, your social survivalist,

putting out and getting out.

Until next time, always get out the back door

before you come through the front door.

Yo, no posts without my consent, credit or copy, got it?

Got it. - Whatever.

- Let's road trip!

Oh, come on.

Wake up, bro.

Hi, Ricky.

Is that your agent? - Ew.

Liv, pump my leg later, please.

- Are you in a-- a van? - Yeah.

Are you being sex trafficked right now?

Say something racist so I know you're okay.

Rick, I'm fine.

We'll be there in a couple hours.

Oh, um, I'm Liv and, um, do you wanna sponsor me?

Oh, are you also interested in a free life?

- Yeah. - Well, I never heard of you.

Hit a thousand likes this weekend, that could change.

- How? - I don't know.

Be hot or interesting.

Or, better yet, be super hot.

Just do what people want,

can't do, dream about, love, hate.

Get a thousand likes this weekend

or just repost therapy quotes.

Well, so there you have everyone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, pan that camera back.

Who's that fresh-faced driver?

No, you wouldn't be interested in Sarah.

Zero social game, nothing to exploit.

She who has nothing to share must have something to hide.

Look, I'll be in head-to-toe couture

atop the shoulders of a music god in no time.

Thatta queen!

Own the weekend, younglings.

Oh, and remember,

if you get stabbed, don't post anything about it.

Victims are so played out.

- Oh, my God!

- Hmm.

Hmm.

Ah, shit.

I'm so sorry.

No.

- Oh... - Is everyone okay?

- Sure. - Yeah.

No.

- Chillin'? No.

What was that?

Oh, shredded. We're gonna need a spare.

This didn't have one, I'm sorry.

- This is what triple A is for.

That's not triple A, bro.

Do we still need to hide this?

- Oh, no, you gotta hide this. - Oh, my God.

Stow that shit, L.B.

Where?

- Where? - Duh.

- Improvise, bruh. - Shit.

Uh-uh.

Looks like you guys need some help.

Yeah, we have a flat and no spare.

I know a garage. I can give 'em a call.

- Maybe they can help you out. - What's happening?

Yeah, that would be great. Thank you.

All right.

Trying to ass swallow a baseball.

How'd you do it?

- Shut up, that was only once. Mm.

Oh, hello, officer lady.

Ma'am.

You know you don't have to hide this shit, right?

I mean, it's not like it's cocaine.

Your van here is so cool,

it requires a special kind of tire.

Leave it here tonight. It'll be ready tomorrow.

Tomorrow? No, not tomorrow, I'm sorry.

We need to be there tonight.

Where are you headed?

Uh, KarmaPalooza.

Yeah, you and everyone else for 200 miles.

I suggest you find somewhere to crash, pronto.

- Most places are already booked. - What?

It's two hours away.

More like four with traffic.

- Nothing, dude. - Holy shit.

Sold out, everything. Oh, my God!

- It's cool, it's cool. - No, it's not.

Wait, hey I got one. Guys, I got one.

Okay, well, see, where is it?

Uh... I don't know, I think it's like a few miles away.

You know what? No worries, okay?

The garage will give you a call when the tire's ready.

I can give you a ride if you like.

That would be awesome. Thank you.

Assuming you don't have anything illegal on you.

Or in you?

Okay, let's go.

So, Officer Shaw is it?

You gonna be working the festival this weekend?

Perks of the job.

Let's just say I may or may not be rocking

a rainbow colored sundress and pink wig.

Undercover, of course.

Damn, that was gonna be my first day look.

- Dude, that ink is dope. - Well, thanks.

I'm thinking about getting it turned into a sleeve.

I feel it. Thinking about getting my first.

It's gonna say vibes with a Y instead of an I.

The Y stands for YOLO.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Just...

Might get it this weekend. Do you wanna help me pick where?

- Oh, I'm good.

All right. This is you guys.

Well, if you change your mind, girl...

Oh, I won't. Thank you.

Thanks, Officer.

All right, you guys be careful out there.

I don't wanna see any of you getting your stomachs pumped.

Except for maybe you, Vybes.

Holy shit, Sarah.

- Dude, this place is dope.

Let's not speak too soon. Appearances can be deceiving.

Oh, look who's talking.

I shot master bedroom! No, fuck off, Liv.

Wowzers.

Move, I need the fucking bathroom.

Guys, something's wrong.

Where's the pool?

Fuck.

L.B. What?

- Is it locked? - Yeah.

Then it's probably supposed to be.

Damn it.

Dudes and ladies, dining room!

Guys, look, they left us a greeting gift.

And there's seven, just like us, if you include Aaron.

Seven deadly sins shot glasses?

Oh, like the movie?

No, more like the Bible.

They used to imprint this shit in Catholic school.

Owners probably just left it to scare us

- into not breaking anything. - Too late. TV's busted.

- Okay, wait, who's who?

Sarah got the house so Sarah decides.

No. No, no, no. I am not assigning.

Easy.

- Mona, you're pride. - Pride is not a sin.

Case in point, dude. - I wanted that one.

Oh, someone sounds greedy.

- How am I greedy? - Is more ever enough?

Okay, more is never enough.

- Touche. - Watch this.

- Will? - Huh?

What do you wanna do with your life?

Memory escapes me.

And here we have a sloth.

Okay.

Uh-oh, Rekon's not gonna like this one.

I can hear you guys. I'm not lust.

They lust after me.

That's bullshit. That's a double standard.

Okay. - Focus on your Kegels,

packed meal.

Guy, may I return the favor?

Well, as a glutton, might as well have Aaron's, too.

His would be envy, for FOMO is envy.

Oh, fear of missing Sarah.

- Oh.

No, come on, he's sweet.

But you, Sarah,

are you nice? Or...

It's okay, don't take it personally, you know.

We all know that you're too soft to hurt a soul.

Maybe you don't know me that well.

Mm.

Bottoms up.

Guy told me to hide it.

Yeah, dude, like in a pocket.

- See? - Fucking dick ass, dude.

It's okay, we still have Guy's stash.

No, bro. Guy has Guy's stash.

Guy has The G.O.A.T.

- You have a Ziploc of ass candy.

Harass Aaron to resupply your fix, bro.

Cheers to old friends.

And new friends.

KarmaPalooza, were we might come.

Mm. Cheers.

Seven deadly sins and you.

Any upstanding member of society

abides by the law of the land, but furthermore adheres

to an elevated code of self governance

in keeping with the good old Catholic morals and virtues.

Where do we look, however,

to inform this blueprint of stellar composure?

It may very well begin and end

with the understanding and being wary of seven deadly sins.

The seven deadly sins sound foreboding

and indeed quite sinister in nature,

yet to shy away from knowing them is a mistake and a trap

all too ready to ensure

even the most well intentioned man, woman, or even child,

those vulnerable minds so impressionable

and left defenseless without the fortification of knowledge.

Seven sins, seven key temptations of the spirit.

We commence with pride, or the glorification of vanity.

Nobody likes a braggart

and nobody enjoys the company

of those who flaunt their successes over others.

Next we turn to greed,

or the insatiable coveting of excess.

There is more than enough to go around for all.

Lust. We are most certainly doomed

when we fall prey to our most basic sexual desires.

No tongues wagged over the conservative boy or girl.

A surefire way to maintain respectability.

Then there's that green little devil, envy.

It's hard to strive without being inspired

by what others have achieved or might have.

But caution oneself

against harboring feelings of resentment.

We are all in competition, yes, but the greatest competition

is the one we are in with ourselves.

I'm sure that we are all guilty at one point or another

of going in for a second or third helping.

Knowing when one is replete is an art

- and one close to godliness. - What?

You guessed it. Here we refer to gluttony.

And no one likes to overindulge.

Quick temper?

You may be experiencing our next sin, wrath.

Wars have been raged, lives lost over the hot headedness

of the unable to keep a handle on their anger.

Finally, we arrive at sloth.

You may be familiar with the charming creatures

which gain their namesake from this quality.

However, nobody turned to a sloth

to get any job done quickly, if at all.

Now, we have covered what not to do

and how to identify the shifting principles,

for if we don't encourage the youth of today to abide,

what will we do of the youth of the future?

Yeah, I mean, it-- it should be all right there.

- Ah, oh, excuse me.

What is it now?

Stole the pills yet?

Okay, look, just because I work at a drug store

doesn't mean I can just take the drugs.

Sarah's here. She wants to party.

You better get her what she wants.

Oh, come on, man.

- Just do it, cunt.

And what does Sarah want?

I don't know.

Okay.

Hey, Sarah, wanna drink and talk shit by the pool?

What pool?

Come.

Did you get it?

Got it, yeah.

Oh, good.

- Okay, let's see. What do you think?

Oh, my God, fucking cute.

- Yes? - Yeah, I love it. That works.

Okay, now we post from our luxury resort and...

Cute.

- You're up. - Me?

Yeah, of course. - Okay.

So you just, like, travel with the kiddie pool?

Fuck yeah, I can make anything work.

Okay. Oh, my God.

- Like right here? Yeah, like that.

- Cute.

Oh, my God, you look hot.

- Okay.

What about your old friends, Sarah?

Uh, I don't really talk to the people

in my high school much anymore.

It's part of why I think, like, you hanging out

with all these people for so long is so cool.

Yeah.

Your tribe just grew apart?

- Not exactly.

Oh, my God. You were held back?

- What? No. - Oh, fuck, thank God.

I can't hang out with people like that.

No, uh, I was just a loner,

- honestly. - Oh.

Plus my aunt and uncle kept me locked up

for most of my high school experience, so.

- Oh. - Honestly, college was like

the best thing that could have happened to me.

Mm.

You guys took me in and the rest is history.

Yeah, you should have seen who Liv was hanging out with

before I saved her.

You know, all credit goes to moi.

- Okay, ready?

Now say, "Fake ass post."

- Fake ass post.

Hey, guys. - Hey.

Need a drink or anything?

- All good, all good. Damn, girl, look at you.

Wanna see Aaron freak out?

- Oh! What is wrong with you?

- Everything.

If you were any sort of friend, you would back off.

Please don't bang her, comma, with your dick, period.

- Thank you. I don't understand

"Please don't bang her with your dick."

Would you like me to search the web?

Guys, who got this?

Mm, Cardinal Sin? Boys, you shouldn't have.

- Believe me, we didn't. - Let's pop this.

Liv, bikini up now. Should we get wasted?

Where's the coke?

Oh!

I'm coming, Sarah!

Okay, okay, fine. I'll show you.

Sure, people will see what you post.

It's about getting them to like what they see.

Start with a cute pic.

- Ew, Liv, raise your head.

No one wants to see jowls. They'll fucking gag.

I wasn't ready.

Find what's trending, piggyback off that, post,

and ride the wave. And you're welcome.

Happy to help get those likes. 999 to go.

Don't worry, honey, you'll get there.

You just gotta find something about yourself

that people wanna watch.

That's what I keep telling her.

Okay, herpes and plan B don't need a sponsor, babe.

That's what urgent care's for.

Oh!

- DJ Blazes, international DJ. - Oh, privacy, please.

Liv, just because you have a Spotify account

doesn't mean you're a DJ.

- Stop, he's really hot. Yeah.

Dude, The Womanatees are putting on a secret show tonight.

It doesn't look so secret.

No Ubers available.

All right, bro.

I'm gonna walk and see if I can get a cab or something.

We gotta leave now, homies,

if I'm gonna get there when I peak.

We're not going.

Uh, make out?

Safe travels. - Whatever, brother.

I'll just assemble my own vibe tribe.

Oh, fuck yeah.

Mm. Listen, if any of you dudes decide to come meet me,

look for the giant banana bouncing in the crowd.

- Got that, Sarah? - Got it.

Peace, you beautiful bastards.

♪ Fly high in the sky ♪

♪ So we never have to say goodbye ♪

♪ So we never have to say goodbye ♪

♪ Fly high in the sky ♪

♪ So we never have to say goodbye ♪

♪ So we never have to say goodbye ♪

♪ Let them chase you ♪

♪ Leave them behind ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Ah ♪

Oh yeah. Dude, how much longer?

Uh...

Are you for real?

Is anybody real?

- Fuck, man, I'm tripping balls. - Me too, dude.

- What do you hit? The G.O.A.T.

So how much longer?

I'm hooking up with some prime tail later.

- Some of that skunk tail. - That's tremendous.

Yeah, I'm getting thirsty as fuck.

Where's that ride?

I don't know, dude.

First we gotta head to the main road and flag one.

Fucking lame, bro. I gotta jet.

- See you at the show. - Wait, don't just leave.

You're like, my emotional support in here--

What the fuck? Where the fuck am I?

What? What is this?

Look, just talk to me for a sec. What?

Whatever.

Hopefully, she'll have to look at the transfer or something.

What's going on?

Wait, what are we doing?

This is pretty messed up.

- We shouldn't even post this. - Don't.

Give it to me. I'll do it.

Please.

What is that?

Are you serious?

No, really, what is that? What are you doing?

What are you doing? Stop, stop.

Just talk to me, please.

Whatever.

Hopefully, she'll have to look at the transfer or something.

Wait... ...what are we doing?

Mona, here, drop me the video. I'll post it.

- This is gonna be so bad.

You're the weakling, Guy. Nobody even likes you.

Everyone will know.

Look what you did.

It wasn't me.

I knew we couldn't trust you, Guy.

It wasn't me!

You're just as guilty as we are.

No, no, no!

No, no, stop!

Fuck!

Fuck you.

No, no, no, no, no! Stop, stop!

- This is gonna be so bad. Stop!

♪ Leave them behind ♪

Of course.

Can I spin again?

- I mean, I'm okay with that. - Why?

Are you jealous?

Ladies, there's enough of me to go around.

Slut. - Start the clock. Follow me.

- Ew.

Hurry up, we only have seven minutes.

Wait, that's not on right?

- No.

Really?

- This is a first? - Yes, it's just you and me.

Turn it on.

Uh.

I feel like it's been longer than seven minutes.

- Shall we check up on them? - Uh, no.

They could be creating the most vapid douce child ever,

and we get to say we overheard it.

So... threesome?

- Fine. - No.

- Who tied this knot? Are you okay?

Yeah, fine.

Who is that?

What? Are you role playing?

- We can role play. - No.

No, I think someone was spying on us.

- Guys, house meeting now.

- That's it?

Fucking cocktease.

What's going on?

Just wait a minute.

Is that you?

What came out of you, dude?

I used to bathe with my mom, like, well into high school.

So cool.

Wait, that camera's not on, right?

- No. Really?

This is a first?

- Wait.

- What is that?

I fucking knew it. There's a fucking creep.

Well, I mean, guys, that's gotta be one of us.

Is that Guy?

What, has anyone heard from him?

No, he's probably passed out in some crystal healer's tent.

What is this?

- Who sent this? - Probably just some troll.

Not fucking cool.

Just-- We're ignoring it.

- Wait, wait, who is that? - Nobody.

No, seriously, I feel like I...

- Just fucking drop it! - No!

She was a freshman with us.

She lived in Mona's dorm when they became friends.

She was a part of our crew.

We spent almost every sunset in the shack.

We made this dump of a cabin our clubhouse.

It was just off campus.

We'd bail on lectures, drink, get high, make fun of shit.

It was our place to hide,

until she and Mo had a falling out.

She got in between Mona and L.B.

Okay, so... so she was into you, L.B.?

It was complicated.

One day she just randomly says she's in love with me.

Okay, don't get me wrong, I was flattered. I just...

I didn't feel the same way.

And then things got weird after that

and I was just trying to be PC, but she just wouldn't let it go.

So what happened?

You don't know when to fucking stop,

do you, Sarah?

What in the energy here says,

"Keep asking the clearly fucking pissed off person

- more fucking questions"? I'm sorry.

It's none of your fucking business!

Okay, I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to figure some shit out, okay?

Oh, sorry. So many sorries from Sarah.

Look, I'm trying to figure out why I have her on my phone, too.

Mona, for once this isn't just about you.

- It's about all of us. - Go fucking back to sleep, Will.

Someone out there clearly wants us

to be talking about Colette.

There's nothing left to say.

Mona got real with her and she couldn't handle it.

- It's not your fault, Mona. I didn't know

that she didn't have any friends.

I didn't know that she didn't talk to anybody.

I didn't know what was going on in her fucking head.

- No one could. - We couldn't have.

They found her first day of spring.

She killed herself in the shack.

Fire started, burned it all down.

That's what they say.

Except the only people who know what really happened

- were the ones who were there. - What the fuck

are you talking about, Liv?

The police said it was a suicide.

All of a sudden, the girl with a 2.0 GPA thinks

she's a fucking detective?

Okay, first off, I'm fucking smarter than you.

And secondly, this happened to me, too.

Yeah, in the past, so fucking leave it there.

Whatever. I'm out.

I'm meeting up with DJ Blazes anyway.

- That's it? - Yeah.

Don't forget to face bang DJ Blaze

for a follow, Nancy Blue.

You know what, Mona?

- Fuck you! - Fuck you!

Liv, wait!

Hey, are you really leaving?

DJ Blazes is sending me an Uber.

Okay, but do you know his real name?

Or do I get to know where you're going?

Trust me, I've tried, okay? He said just to embrace it.

Done a lot worse for less.

Hey, Liv, look at me.

- Hey. - What?

I just wanna make sure you're, like, actually okay.

Honestly, he could be a catfish psychopath.

I just need some fucking air from these people.

- Okay. Sorry I pushed.

Look, that... that stuff with Colette

didn't go down like that, okay?

- They're fucking with the past. - What do you mean?

You can't tell Mona I told you this, okay?

I won't.

Mona and Colette used to have a thing.

Colette showed me texts. She got played. It was awful.

And Mona got scared and then cut her out.

And classic Mona doesn't take fucking responsibility

for anything.

Why didn't you do anything?

What was I supposed to do?

I also drank the Kool-Aid.

I mean, even now I feel like I need her approval.

I thought it was gonna blow over and it didn't.

Maybe it would've if I had been there?

I mean, I just...

I can't believe Mona would do something like that.

Trust me, you will. Mona has anything on you,

she will use it against you, okay?

You can't tell her that I told you this.

I won't, I promise.

Be safe, okay?

Liv.

- Hello. Come here.

- Come on, Liv. - This is ride share bullshit.

Come on, Liv.

How's Liv?

Uh, she's fine. She's with DJ Blaze.

She didn't say anything?

No. Have you seen my necklace?

It's not that choker, is it? Talk about cheugy.

No. Um, no, it's my locket and I left it here.

No, I haven't seen it.

Shit.

Hey, dude. - Hey.

- You good? - Kind of.

Um, have you guys seen my necklace, by any chance?

It was in the bathroom last time I checked.

- No. - What does it look like?

It's just like a chain with, like, an oval locket.

We'll let you know if we spot it.

Okay, thank you. I appreciate it.

- Dude. Think about it.

If I took it, I can be the one who found it.

- What about Mona? - What about her?

Weren't you guys just hooking up?

She's gonna be pissed.

We're not a thing. Did you see that?

- She's a fucking psycho. - Mm.

But Sarah, she's untouched.

I mean, I'd pause the apps to hit that.

You're such a pig, you know that?

Yeah.

I used to bathe with my cousin in high school.

Was she cute, though?

He wasn't. It's okay, bro.

Hello?

Shit.

- Hello?

I don't get it, I've been looking

for this necklace everywhere.

- Could be anywhere.

Fuck, dude, that's the fourth Uber

that's canceled.

What are you doing? Get on your phone. Let's go.

Look, maybe a Liv's DJ friend can help us.

Hello?

Hello?

What do you want with me? Please let me go.

- Whatever.

Hopefully, she'll have to look at the transfer or something.

No, no, no. No, that wasn't me.

Please, that wasn't me. I swear I tried to stop them.

I'm Liv and I want all of your attention.

It's time to play Liv or Die.

Play with me, please.

Fuck.

Like means live, dislike means die.

If you can reach 1,000 points in two minutes,

Liv gets to live.

Two minutes starts now. Come on, guys, love me.

We have two minutes to get the votes.

Like is live, dislike is die.

If I get to 1,000 likes before the time runs out,

I get to live, laugh, and love.

Mona,

I just had a brilliant idea. Come with me.

Wait, no, ignore them.

- Just trust me here. - What's up with Liv?

She out banging Big Time Rush or some shit?

Ah, I don't know, actually. Let me check.

Come on, guys, time is running out.

It's getting close.

We have two minutes

to get the votes.

Like means live, dislike means die.

Come on, guys, love me.

It wasn't me!

Please, please, please. Oh, my God.

Please, please, don't do this.

Time's almost up.

It wasn't me, I swear.

If I get to 1,000 likes

before the time runs out,

I get to live, laugh, and love.

I promise, it wasn't me.

If I don't have 1,000 likes,

I scream and die.

1,000 likes. Liv gets to live.

- But the timer is still going. - Holy shit, I did it.

Three, two, one.

Out of time. Liv dies.

- Oh no. - What the fuck?

- Oh, my God!

♪ Oh, when the world is so much ♪

♪ When is enough ever enough ♪

♪ Well, I've got a girl you may think a million ♪

Thatta girl, Liv.

Now you're cooking. Keeping it goth.

♪ There's nothing wrong with me ♪

♪ That's the trouble with you ♪

♪ There's nothing wrong with me ♪

This is gonna work.

I'm not sticking that in my bra.

Come on, Mo. Security doesn't check chicks.

Sexual harassment or whatever.

Well, I'm not gonna be eating anyways

'cause of the Molly,

and Sarah doesn't exactly keep the food down.

You know what I mean?

- No, what do you mean? - I mean, it's obvious.

How do you think she stays so skinny?

Uh, high intensity workouts,

meal prep, Coke Zero, actual coke.

I don't wanna stop at a porta potty

every time she eats something. It's, like, really gross.

- Yeah. That's sad.

Yeah, I think she just wants attention.

That's why I don't say anything.

Mm, gotcha.

- Okay, it's ringing.

This is all you. Desperate times.

- Okay.

Hey, hey. [chuckles] Where we meeting at the festival?

Aaron, huge favor to ask.

Anything.

Okay, so Uber's kind of dead around here,

so I was hoping that maybe you could come and pick us up,

take us to the festival?

Uh, I'll ride shotgun with you?

Yes, yes, of course. I'll... I'll, um,

- I'll be there in 20 minutes. - Okay, thank you so much, Aaron.

- Get here with bells on. Ding, ding.

- She hung up?

Oh, God, I feel like such an asshole.

Why? You gave his FOMO purpose.

L.B...

come here.

Woo! Yeah, baby!

I'm in, I'm in. You're in, man. You did it.

♪ I'm yours 'till the day I die ♪

Woo!

You ready to bounce?

Okay, I've got my phone, wristband, power bank, ID.

Got everything. I just need to go to the bathroom real quick

- and I'll be ready to go. - Wait, Sarah.

What?

You know that's gross, right?

- Um, are you 12? - You don't need to do that.

Kind of do, actually.

Every time you pull a trig after you eat,

- it makes you way less hot. - Wait, what?

I'm just being honest with you as your friend.

Wait, what are you talking about?

I just need to pee.

Oh, Mona said that you "bleh" after every time...

Did you tell Will I was bulimic?

Forget I said anything.

- No. - She's not?

Fuck you guys.

You... You fucking snitch.

- Me? - Yeah.

- This friendship group's toxic. - You sound surprised.

I'm gonna make her feel better.

Hey, Sarah, it's L.B.

Can I come in?

Got something that I think you want to see?

Hold up one sec.

♪ Bitch, why the fuck your ass fat, but your titties ain't? ♪

♪ Ain't no meal you are... ♪

Hold on, sorry, one sec.

♪ Baby I just wanna please you ♪

♪ No means no ♪

♪ Love you and I need you ♪

♪ Need you right now ♪

♪ But, I mean, I just wanna know you... ♪

Got something that I think would cheer you up.

♪ I miss you, wanna please you ♪

♪ You're sexy ♪

Here I come.

♪ Just wanna honor your boundaries ♪

- ♪ But baby ♪ - ♪ I think I'll take my time ♪

♪ No means no ♪

Okay, guys, very funny.

You got me. Where are the camera's at?

I know you got this whole thing in 4K.

Delete it.

Ah, fuck!

No!

No, no, no, no! [groans] No!

Okay?

Oh. Hey, Sarah, how are you going?

Hug. I'm good.

I'm strong, I'm brave, I'm whole,

- and I have drugs, baby.

If they're making us wait this long,

we should just have some fun.

But we don't even like each other.

What's your point?

Oh, man, Mo.

You got Will and L.B. in the same week?

I'm just doing what L.B.'s doing with Sarah upstairs.

What? No.

- What? - Go take a look.

What? No.

- L.B.! I brought drugs.

Uh...

You were just hard a second ago.

Well, how am I supposed to stay hard

- with Aaron in the room? What the fuck?

L.B.?

Aaron, what's wrong?

What prank bullshit is this, huh?

Sarah, you know I'm allergic to blood.

What the hell is going on?

- This isn't a prank, bro. - Where the hell is L.B.?

- This ends now. - We need to call the cops.

I thought L.B. was with you.

What? No, I didn't see him.

Sarah, what did you do?

What the fuck? What do you mean, what did I do?

I was smoking a cigarette, you jackass.

I didn't do anything.

Yeah, seriously, back off, Will.

- Where the hell is L.B., huh?

He was 36.

Oh, God, fuck.

Come here.

Wait... ...what are we doing?

- Guy?

Guy, is that you?

What?

That wasn't open before, right?

- No.

- Sarah, be careful.

What the fuck is down there?

- Why would you go down there? - Do you care about Liv?

So come with me.

I'm coming.

Someone's been watching us.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Who?

- You guys see what this is? - Whatever.

Hopefully, she'll have to look at the transfer...

A sick fuck recreated the shack.

Wait... ...what are we doing?

Guys, this is pretty messed up.

- We shouldn't even post this. Don't.

You know, just give it to me. I'll do it.

God, this isn't happening.

Are you serious?

- Liv, don't. Shit.

Shit, I knew that Colette thing

would come back and screw us.

Aaron, what the fuck are you talking about?

Are you serious?

- Look at the video. - No, that was her fault.

She killed herself.

Okay, what the hell did you guys do?

They bullied her.

- Us? What?

- Yeah. No.

- What about you?

You were part of the whole thing just like the rest of us.

Why, 'cause I drove you guys?

Oh fuck.

Where did that video come from?

No one else knew we were there.

I knew I couldn't trust any of you!

Who the fuck was watching?

- Who told? Wait, stop! Enough!

Someone please explain to me what the fuck just happened.

Now!

I had to get her to stop.

What do you mean?

Uh, Colette sent Mona a nude video on AboutMyFriends.

And then...

And then Mona just screen recorded it.

But the private Snap story was not my idea.

- You posted it? - L.B. did.

And I only told a few people and then we took it down,

but at that point, everyone had the screen recording.

The fucking video was everywhere.

Yeah, and Colette's parents are, like,

really protective and religious.

- It was just so bad. - Liv, don't.

Mona and L.B. were supposed to meet her

at the cabin where she killed herself.

When we got there,

Colette had our names carved into the wood next to her body.

What were we supposed to do?

How the fuck were we gonna explain that?

God, just stop playing the fucking victim, Mona.

It was your fault. You made us torch

- the place, remember? - What?

Yeah, you got there first.

We had no idea what went down before we showed up.

Would you just stop! Fucking stop!

Stop!

A girl killed herself

and you're just pointing fingers?

You have absolutely no one to blame but yourselves.

It was a mistake, okay?

Yeah, and now your mistake is gonna get me killed.

So thanks for the invite, fuckers.

What is that?

What the fuck?

What's with the pictures?

- It's the seven deadly sins. - The shot glasses?

Pride.

Envy.

Gluttony.

Greed.

Sloth.

Lust.

Wrath.

He's...

He's punishing us based off of the sins.

Sins... What does that even mean?

I mean, what's happening to us?

- Am I envy? I don't... - Shh, shh.

We die like he wants.

No, no, no, fuck that.

I'm not standing around waiting to be killed.

- Shh, Will, don't say... - Get the fuck off me, bitch.

What the fuck is that?

Should've just fucking stayed home.

No, no, no, no, no, no, fuck this. No, no, no!

Will, look out!

Help me.

Help.

Help me.

No!

Get there with your bells on, okay?

Go, just go!

Are you fucking kidding me?

We have to help Aaron.

You save Aaron. I'm out of fucks, okay?

Go, let's go!

Please don't hurt me.

I... I... I... think Sarah probably likes me back.

Come on, I need this. I can't die a fucking virgin.

Really?

Oh, oh, fuck!

Open the fucking door!

Aaron, are you okay?

Um, no, I don't think so.

He's coming! Go, go, go!

Fuck you!

Sarah, come on, give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

Come on, let's go!

Where do we fucking go now?

What do we do?

I don't know how to get that far.

What do we do? Oh, fuck, here he comes!

I'm sorry, Aaron. For what?

♪ You're on my mind ♪

♪ till the day I die ♪

♪ I won't leave your side side ♪

♪ For good, oh ♪

Fuck you!

Mona, can you stop trying to kill me, you fucking asshole?

♪ I'm yours 'till the day... ♪

♪ I die ♪

♪ Oh, 'till the day I die ♪

Fuck him, I can't see!

Ah, fuck!

Come on, get the fuck up, motherfucker!

Yeah, it's fucking me.

What the fuck is going on?

- The killer is the fucking cop. Huh?

The killer is the fucking cop who picked us up!

- Why are you doing this?

We don't even know you. Why are you doing this?

I know you.

And you deserve everything you got

and everything that's coming.

Why did you kill my friends?

Because hurt people...

hurt people.

Do you fucking hear me?

This is where you fucking die!

Sarah, get the other knife!

- I can't fucking see! - Fucking get it!

I got it. I got it.

Hurry the fuck up this bitch is a lot.

Stay alive, Mona.

I want to show you something.

Ah, this would be fucking great for pride, wouldn't it?

Yeah.

Do you have my locket?

Yeah, L.B. took it.

I took it back.

Now, Mona,

you're probably wondering why Officer Shaw's here.

I'll tell you.

Because of what you did...

I got low.

You killed my heart with her.

And the dead things can't carry on living,

so I nearly took my own life.

She saw me.

Fate stepped in right before I could step off that ledge.

I found someone who understood why I was hurt.

And I realized...

I am not the only one

who wishes motherfuckers like you weren't alive.

The whole seven deadly sins thing was her idea.

Well, I...

I can't take credit for it.

It's inspired by someone else that's being investigated,

and their work.

It's still an open case by someone

Mona doesn't care.

Why?

Fair question.

Why, why?

I'll show you why.

- Mm-hmm.

If you're lucky, you would've known a person like this.

Someone who understood you, who loved you,

who was quick to defend,

someone who was such a light to others.

That it was an honor when they shared their hurt...

their fear.

It made you feel special.

And it was inevitable

that someone would be drawn to that light

only to fucking destroy it.

You did this to yourself. Do you know that?

When you hurt her, you broke me.

When you burned her,

you forged me.

You were right, Mona.

I am wrath.

There's so much blood in these fuckers.

Wait, wait.

Are you okay to set up?

Yeah, let's do it. I just wanna take another look.

Maybe if you're lucky, you get to meet someone

like this in your lifetime.

Someone who's quick to defend.

A person who really sees you.

Colette, have you ever met someone

that just gets you?

Well, I did.

Her name is Lois Shaw.

And she helped me every step of the way.

You fucked my wife! You fucked my wife!

Just needed a destination,

- a bump in the road...

...a nice house where the owners

were away for a while,

and all we had to do was set the stage,

line up the players,

and settle the score, one...

by one...

by one.

I miss you, Colette.

We planned your revenge and it went off

with nary a hitch.

Not that there weren't some surprises,

- those bastards.

And they were such easy prey.

And Lois Shaw was there every step of the way.

She really relished it.

Fuck you!

And she saved me so I could avenge you.

I think you'd really like her, Colette.

And now we simply have to wait for the world

to see the story we left for them.

And things will finally change.

Maybe we finally did something that can't be ignored.

Maybe, we did something in the dark

that they would mistake for hate,

and in the light only we know it was love.

9-1-1, help me, please!

All my friends have got murdered!

I don't know where he is!

He's coming to kill me! I need your help!

Fuck me.

Is he tall?

I apologize, I know this is tough.

I just, uh...

- Bald, anything? - No, I don't know.

- Hey. - I just need

another minute, okay?

I think she needs a break.

- Just a couple more questions. - She needs a break.

Come, let's get you some air.

- Hey. - Hey.

Wait, wait, are you okay?

Kind of like, I'm not here.

Like an impersonation of myself, you know?

Like, I'm Sarah...

she's alive, but like,

she doesn't really know who she is anymore.

If that bleeds again, we gotta cover that.

I'll be fine.

Shaw,

remember that cold case from '03?

Looks like it's the same guy.

Copy.

The force is lucky to have you, too.

Over.

- Remind you of anything? - Sure does.

2003. The same MO.

You see?

They're picking up the breadcrumbs,

just like I said they would.

Group of kids came up to the valley for the concert.

Didn't make it.

Real biblical shit.

A copycat, inspired by that film.

- God. - Hey.

Man, you should've heard the things that they did to her.

I mean, they were her best fucking friends,

and then just like...

Everyone trying to be loud, make it viral.

Kids can be cruel.

No, it was more than that. They were fucking scum.

Millennial bullshit.

Catholic school.

Scum of the earth.

She deserved better than that.

They're gone now.

Came back to damn them, didn't he?

Champagne, the signed card.

"SDSK."

- Seven Deadly Sins Killer. - Signature looks identical.

- You can tell? - Can't forget.

There is just one thing that really struck me.

The thing I haven't quite been able to figure out yet.

What?

The video.

The one of them, uh, torching the cabin.

They're all in it.

Who took the video?

What really happened that night, Sarah?

- No. - Sarah. Sarah.

Cardinal Sin, the welcome note.

Details never released to the public.

Twenty year anniversary.

Hell of a party.

Sarah, what happened?

She wasn't supposed to be there.

It was supposed to be fucking Mona.

No one knew that I knew.

I knew everything.

So I hacked into L.B.'s AboutMyFriends account

and I DMed Mona and told her to meet me

at their old hookup spot, the cabin.

And Colette found out somehow and she came to stop me.

Fuck!

They fucking treated her like shit.

Like fucking shit.

After... After everything they fucking did,

she still fucking cared about them.

She still fucking cared.

It was supposed to be Mona.

She was the one who was supposed to fucking pay.

And I thought that I was nothing like them,

but it turns out I'm exactly fucking like them.

And I... I wanted to tell you.

I wanted to be perfect for you, but I'm not and I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Anything interesting?

We're gonna figure it out together.

We just need to stick to the plan, okay?

Mm-hmm.

"My world"? Seen that tattoo before.

It's just there's one loose end.

I think we're better off as friends.

But wait--

Sarah, what the fuck are you doing?

- Give that back to me. - No, no, we need it.

- The plan. - What fucking plan?

Sarah, give me the fucking gun.

Give me back my fucking gun.

- Shaw, put it down! - Help!

- Put it down! - Help!

She's trying to kill me!

- Shaw, put it down! - Wait, wait, wait!

- Wait, no, wait! - Help!

Please don't, please.

Help!

She's trying to kill me!

Put it down!

Help!

Have you ever met someone who is just a total cunt?

- Fuck you!

Detective Daniels coming around.

Scene secure.

Sorry, hon.

As you know,

we're just friends.

And unfortunately for you...

all my friends are dead.

♪ All my friends are dead ♪

♪ Bathe the bodies in red ♪

♪ Tuck the memory in lead ♪

♪ Put them on the bed Wish I could forget ♪

♪ One inside my held ♪

♪ Held to what they said ♪

♪ Ain't got no regrets ♪

♪ All my friends are dead ♪

♪ All of my friends were assholes when they was alive ♪

♪ Now my friends are passed on, no assholes ♪

♪ All my friends are dead I ain't got no friends ♪

♪ Toxic loving trend ♪

♪ Fuck 'em ♪

We interrupt this broadcast with breaking news.

We've learned tonight, it has happened again.

KarmaPalooza returned this weekend to Macomb,

and so did unspeakable tragedy.

We're getting reports

that seven victims have been identified

within the basement of a rural home

just beyond the outskirts of the festival.

We are hearing reports that a possible suspect has been shot

and there is hope for answers from a lone survivor

of the horrific attack.

The past seems to have reared its ugly head

in the quiet town of Macomb.

More on this as we go live to the scene.

Hello?

Sarah, please hold for your new agent.

Rick, I thought you didn't rep victims.

No, I don't. I don't rep victims.

You're not a victim.

You're a survivor.

You just hit the big time.

Do you even realize you have over a million followers?

But I don't have any accounts.

No, I set it up for you. You're bigger than Fentanyl.

Sarah, your life rights could hit the trauma trifecta.

Podcast, documentary series, and a movie.

Yeah, I'm not really sure that's what I'm going for.

Well, but listen,

we may have to lay off the antidepressants, okay?

'Cause if you chunk up, your quote goes down.

Rick, I gotta go.

What the fuck?

In a nearly carbon copy of the events of 2004,

this appears to be another series of brutal murders

at the hands of the person known only as SDSK,

the Seven Deadly Sins Killer,

who was believed to be in hiding for the last 20 years,

until tonight.

We have confirmed reports of seven bodies found

in this residence in the city of Macomb,

mere hours after reports of a domestic disturbance

made by concerned neighbors.

Now we urge members of the public

to please report any information they may have

to assist law enforcement.

More on this story as it happens.

Law enforcement has issued a mandatory curfew

and suggests adopting a buddy system.

Details of which appear at the bottom of your screen.

For up to date information, ways to help, and stay safe,

please call the number below

or visit macombtragedyassist.com.

And we would like to formally issue

our deepest condolences and sympathies

to the families and loved ones of the victims

whose identities at this time remain protected.

More on this story as it develops.

It had been several days

since homeowner Evan Michael Morris

heard from a group of college kids

he was leasing his home to

through the popular accommodation website Stay Away.

Rick, I told you it's not a good time.

We'll talk about it later, all right?

Hello?

Who's Rick?

Who is this?

I'm the guy you tried to copy.

But you did one thing wrong.

And what's that?

You pissed me off, Sarah.

And for that sin,

everyone you know is dead.

Fuck.