Witch of the Woods (2022) | Full Horror Movie | Douglas Rouillard | Bryn Berg

(wind blows) (whispering chatter in reverse) (eerie music) (creature roars) (child moans) (child moans) (child moans) (child hums melodically) - It's him. - Who? - The devil. (creature growls) (birds chirp) (knocks on door) - Hi. How may I help you, sir? I'm Dr. Helms. - [Man] I know this is gonna sound crazy. - There's no such thing, sir. There are only explanations. What is happening? - Our daughter, Sarah? She's been acting strange. (suspenseful music) (quill scribbles) - Sarah. How are you f

eeling? (eerie tones) I'll be there tonight, sir. - Thank you. (dark acoustic music) (crickets chirp) (knocks on door) - Where is she? - Upstairs. In her room, with my husband. - May I? - Yes, of course. (Sarah snarls) (Sarah growls) - [Father] Sarah! (Sarah grunts and growls) Please, Sarah! - Sir, I'll take it from here. (Sarah growls and snarls) (door closes) (bones crack) (Sarah growls) I know who you are. (Sarah speaks unintelligibly) What do you want? - I have what I want. - Let her go. - W

on't you come join us, Father? - Thus sayeth the law of Israel. Thou shall not suffer a witch to live. (Sarah snarls) - Evil will consume you. - Let her go. Take me. - Why don't I just take you both? - Because you can't. If you let her go, you can have me. - Why would I want you? - [Helms] Because I can close the spiritual door, and you can live forever. - Deal. (rumbling) - Go! Go! Go! (Helms groans) (Helms gasps and pants) (Helms gasps and pants) (tense music swells) (Helms screams) - [Hugo] W

rapping up a continuous half hour of rock, I'm Hugo Lawless, it's 8:19, and another continuous half hour is coming right up. The weekend is here. Can't you just hear the surf in the background? Well, no, you can't, but I can imagine it anyway. Rock 106 is the perfect companion, all weekend long, for continuous rock and Harley, anytime. From Rock 1067. No, that's not surf. That's idling motor vehicles. Here's Patty-O with Rock 106 Sky Watch Morning Traffic. - All over the place, too, we're sponso

red by 8-1 Pizza. It's hard to know where to start, but we'll go to the biggest trouble spot, and that remains 495 northbound at route two. In case you're just getting into the car, a major accident occurred and it has caused a 10-mile delay. The town's affected, including everything from the city, out to Tilton. I see a one-mile backup on the approach to the interstate. Just a slow rollover the top of the turnpike outbound from Jackson Field to exit 17. And be warned, if you normally exit onto

495, don't do that. Patty-O, Rock 106 Sky Watch Traffic. ♪ Baby, there's a movement in your eyes ♪ ♪ All I wanna do is make it mine ♪ ♪ You're better than Rihanna in the night ♪ ♪ Don't you know how you do it but oh my, oh my my ♪ ♪ And all I need is ♪ ♪ 'Cause all I need ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ I treat your body like jewelry ♪ ♪ You look so good on me ♪ ♪ 'Cause you light up my heart, every touch like a spark ♪ ♪ Just like jewelry, you look so good on me ♪ ♪ Got your head on my chest just like ice on my n

eck ♪ (phone chimes) (dark music) - [Ashley] Doug. This is harder to do than I thought. First, I want you to know you are the best thing that's happened to me in a very long time. I know this is not the best way to do this, but I feel like we are on different pages in our lives and I'm really looking for something you can't give, and this isn't your fault, but over the past three months you just seem to be so consumed with work and your photography that we haven't had much time together. And you

know my past history with long-distance relationships. They just don't work. You are an amazing guy and I truly hope you find what you have been looking for. And I'm sorry again to do this via text, but I think we should take some time apart. Love, Ashley. (phone rings) (phone rings) - Thanks for calling Northern Insurance Group. This is Doug. How can I help? Yes, sir. I'll be right there. - Doug, have a seat. Listen. (sighs) I'm sorry I have to do this, but with all the uncertainty in the mark

et, we're gonna have to let you go. - [Doug] Okay. - I'm sorry. - So, this is it then, I guess. - Well, I hope you know that this is not personal. But hey, maybe now you can follow those dreams you always had. - Yeah. Maybe. (sighs) Well... Thanks for the opportunity. - Close the door. (door closes) (Doug sighs) (box thuds) - No. - Yep. Told you it was gonna happen. - No! Ah, shit. I'm next. What're you gonna do now? (Doug sighs) - You know that asshole actually gave me some decent advice for a

change? - Wait. What? - Yeah, he told me I should follow my dreams and my passions and shit, which I think I'm gonna do. - Oh, so you about to start stripping? - Yeah. I go on, right after you. - Oh, don't knock it. Don't knock it. No, really. What's your plan? - Honestly? I think I'm gonna see where my photography takes me. - Oh, I can tell you what it's gonna take you. It's gonna take your ass straight to a soup kitchen. (Doug chuckles) - Oh, man. Look. I just need a break, you know? Thinking

about renting a house or a cabin or something, up in the woods, just taking some time away. Breathe, regroup, snap some pics. - Well, just take care of yourself up north. God, those folks are having week-long yard sales, and having apple pickings and pumpkin pickings and shit. (Doug chuckles) - I actually think I may take up fishing. - Well, that's what's up. Some hot fish and some waves and booty. That's perfect. - Listen. I'll send you my address when I get up there. - All right. - In case you

need a break. You know what I mean? - I can't go. I still have a job. You the one got let go, Doug. (Doug chuckles) On second thought. Send me that information. You still my boy. - [Doug] Okay. (brooding orchestral music) (muffled phone rings) - Hey, Dad. - {Father] Hey. - Yeah. So, it looks like I'm not gonna be an insurance adjuster anymore. - What do you mean? - Yeah, I got laid off. - [Father] Why? Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine. Just market adjustments, things like that. Ashley broke up wi

th me via text. - [Father] Oh, well, so now what? - (sighs) Honestly? I'm probably just kind of head up north for a couple of days, you know? Rent a house in the woods. Just relax. Take some pictures and stuff. Just need to regroup. Get away from it. - [Father] Sure. Send us your location when you get there. - Yeah. All right, I will. - Love you, son. - I love you, too. - [Father] Maybe you can take this time to meet a nice girl. - Bye, Dad. (keys clink) (Doug sighs) (switch clicks) (box thuds)

(Doug sighs) (lighter clicks) (lighter thuds) (fridge door slams) (cupboard door slams) (Doug sighs) (wine splashes) (Doug sighs) (keyboard clacks) (phone rings) (phone rings) - [Travel Agent] Thanks for calling Salem Travel Partners. How can I help you? - Hi, I saw your ad online for the bed and breakfast at 999 Helms Place. Is this available? - [Travel Agent] The Black Swan. Ah, yes. They have a room open, actually. When do you need it? - Tomorrow would be great. - [Travel Agent] Uh, yes. It i

s available, actually. How long are you needing it? - I'm thinking a week, if possible. - [Travel Agent] Okay. Just need a little info. May I get your full name? - Yeah. Douglas, last name Richards. R-I-C-H-A-R-D-S. - [Travel Agent] Have you ever stayed at one of our properties before, Douglas? - No. Just a much needed getaway. - [Travel Agent] Well, this is a very historic house, snuggled alongside a beautiful creek, just north of Salem, Mass. It has seven bedrooms, four bathrooms and always fu

ll of love. I'm actually surprised there's a spot open. It's usually full. You're gonna feel alone in the woods in this place. I'm certain you'll love it. - Sounds great, actually. I'm already looking forward to it. - [Travel Agent] Thanks for calling Salem Travel. - Thanks. You, too. (brooding music) ♪ Was it just a passing glance ♪ ♪ That lingered for too long ♪ ♪ Or was it just a gentle touch ♪ ♪ That turned from right to wrong ♪ ♪ I know now so well ♪ ♪ I'm under your spell ♪ ♪ Impossible ♪

♪ Taboo ♪ ♪ Curse the distant haunting call ♪ ♪ That drew me to this fate ♪ ♪ Passion's pain, though not in vain ♪ ♪ Forbidden dance for two ♪ ♪ Like fingers on a razor's edge ♪ - Okay, I'm lost. ♪ Waking from a sleepless dream ♪ ♪ Trembling without fear ♪ ♪ I know now so well ♪ ♪ I'm under your spell ♪ ♪ Impossible ♪ ♪ Taboo ♪ ♪ Taboo ♪ (patrons chatter) - She's doing great, actually. - [Bartender] That's great. Just tell her I said hi. - I will. - [Bartender] That'll be ready for you, down at

the end of the bar. - Thank you. - Hi. - Hi. Maybe you can help me find an address. I'm having trouble locating. - Okay. 999 Helms Place, Black Swan Inn? Have you heard of it? - Um, no. I'm sorry. I haven't heard of that. - Hm. I probably just drove right past it. What's your favorite thing here? What do you like? - Well, everything's great, but my favorite is the Thai bowl. - Okay. Let's do it. - 9.50. Got a 10. That'll be ready for you, down at the end of the bar. - [Doug] Thanks. - Mango smoo

thie? - Yep. Thank you. - Thai bowl? - Yeah. - Enjoy it. - Bye, thank you. Have a great day. You, too. - [Customer] Hi. - Hi. - How are you? - Good to see you. - Good to see you, too. (eerie music) (brakes squeak) (car door opens) (car door closes) (trunk door creaks) (trunk door slams) - [Doug] "Welcome, Mr. Richards. Make yourself comfortable and enjoy your stay." (door creaks) - Hello? Hello? (bag thuds) Is anybody home? (switch clicks) (knocks on door) Hello? (knocks on door) Hello? Hello? (

clock ticks rhythmically) Is anybody here? Hello? This place... It's wild. You're wild. Hello? (clock ticks rhythmically) Hello? What is this place? (eerie music continues) (door creaks) Well, you wanted to be alone in the woods. You got it. (eerie music continues) (switch clicks) (dark orchestral music) (door closes) (birds chirp) (fridge door slams) (dark music) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (Doug sighs) (camera shutter clicks)

(camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (clock ticks rhythmically) Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Oh, shit. (alarm bleeps) (alarm bleeps) (Doug sighs) (alarm bleeps) No signal. Mm. Oh, hell no. No. That's no good. Not doing that. (clock ticks rhythmically) (wrapper rustles) Hmm. Hm. It's 11:11. I wish it was always this peaceful. (clock ticks rhythmically) (D

oug sighs) (suspenseful music) (clock ticks rhythmically) (clock ticks rhythmically) (Doug sighs) (Doug sighs) Goodnight. (Doug sighs) (upbeat music) (coffee splashes) (eerie music) (indistinct whispering) (tense percussive music) (camera shutter clicks) (leaves rustle) (suspenseful music) (crickets chirp) (camera shutter clicks) Whoa. Hey, Dad. - Hey. - Finally, right? Don't have any service up here. - [Father] Where are you? - Ended up renting a bed and breakfast just north of Salem for a coup

le of days called the Black Swan Inn. - Please be careful. - Of course. - [Father] What're you doing there? - I just needed to get out of the city for a little while. My buddy Martin might come up for a little while, also. He wants to go fishing. You know how that is. - [Father] Nice. Well, next week, your mother and I will be around. So, hopefully you can make it home. - That's my plan. - Okay, good. Love you. - All right, love you too. (car door closes) (door creaks) - B and L Hardware. - Excu

se me. Do you guys print pictures here? - Yes, we do. - Excellent. I got a couple I need developed. - Oh, okay. - [Doug] What time do you think those will be ready? - About nine, tomorrow? - Perfect. Thanks. Nice day, huh? - Until it isn't. (door creaks) (mellow music) (razor buzzes) (phone rings) - What's happening, Doug? - Hey, buddy. How's work? - Well, Chad and Lisa started humpin' in the HR office. Tim's touching people, so he's gonna catch a charge, and I need some more money. So, same shi

t, different day. - Listen, so, you coming up or not? Black Swan Inn. It's down a really, really long dirt road. There's no signs. You'll probably miss it. Black light post at the end. - Well, you know that's the plan, in case Captain Screwball decides to let me go. - Right. - All right, I'll see you on Friday - All right, man. See you soon, bye. - Later. (mellow music) (razor buzzes) (wind chimes ring) (car door slams) (door closes) - Excuse me. Sorry. Hey, what's the star in the window? - You

mean that? - Yeah. - It's a pentagram. Protection against evil spirits. - "Evil spirits"? - Well, you see, in the late 1600s, Salem, Mass was known for witchcraft. - You mean witches? - Yes, but not the positive ones. You see, there's white magic and there's black magic. The white is positive, the black is destructive. So, the pentagram protects you from the destructive. - Hm. I see. (wind chimes ring) "Sparkling tooth powder"? (jar slams) Crazy. (stick rattles) So, seen any around lately? - (ch

uckles) Just my wife. - Good witch? - [Clerk] Sometimes. - Well, you keep that one at home. - That's the plan. - Okay, sir. Have a good day. - See you later. (wind blows) (mouse clicks) - Salem, Mass. There we go. "The Salem witch trials." (mouse clicks) (suspenseful music) Whoa. "The Salem witch trials were a series of hearings and prosecutions of people accused of witchcraft in colonial Massachusetts between February, 1692 and May of 1693. More than 200 people were accused. 30 were found guilt

y, 19 were executed by hanging, and one other man was pressed to death for refusing to plead, and at least five people died in jail." Holy shit. (keyboard clacks) (ominous music) "The pentagram was used as a Christian symbol. It stood for five wounds that Jesus Christ received during his crucifixion. The nails in each hand and foot, and the spear wound in the side. The pentagram was commonly seen as a symbol for good and protection against evil." (keyboard clacks) Black Swan Inn. Witchcraft. (ke

yboard clacks) There's nothing. (keyboard clacks) Black Swan Inn. Murder. (keyboard clacks) Here we go. "Black Swan Inn. In 1692, the house in the woods was the scene of a brutal murder, believed to be that of witchcraft." That's it? (keyboard clacks) That's it? Nothing else? (keyboard clacks) (sighs) Okay. I can't do this. Okay. (Doug sighs) (crickets chirp) (dark music) Can't believe I'm doing this. (leaves rustle) (shovel thuds) (shovel thuds) (shovel thuds) (shovel thuds) There it is. Fuck.

What's in here? (Doug grunts) (shovel thuds) Oh, fuck. (crickets chirp) (suspenseful music continues) All right. Let's figure this out. (Doug grunts) (clock ticks rhythmically) (Doug sighs) (clock ticks rhythmically) (Doug grunts) (Doug sighs) I'm gonna need tools. (crickets chirp) (water splashes) (suspenseful music) (indistinct whispering) (music continues) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (music continues) Morning. You okay? - Yep. Let me get those for you. - Great. Hey, you gu

ys have any tools or anything like that, that I can use to open an old rusty lock? - Should be something over there on that turnstile. (indistinct whispering) (ominous music) That'll be 12 bucks. (register dings) - You all right? It's like you've seen a ghost. Scared me there for a second. Okay. Have a great day. (birds chirp) (door creaks) Hello? (door slams) (eerie music) Hello? Hm. (clock ticks rhythmically) (Doug sighs) (keys clink) (clock ticks rhythmically) (music continues) (Doug sighs) (

ominous tones) What the fuck? (clock ticks rhythmically) Okay. (muffled thud) (glass shatters) (muffled thud) (glass shatters) (gun clacks) (suspenseful music) (distant birds squawk) (music continues) (squawking intensifies) (distant glass shatters) (birds squawk) (eerie music) (clock ticks rhythmically) (Doug sighs) (clock ticks rhythmically) (coffee splashes) (eerie tones) (suspenseful music) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (camera shutter clicks) (gun clacks) Hello? Who are yo

u? What do you want? (tense eerie music) I put it back! Are you happy now? (phone clicks) (crickets chirp) (car locks clack) (dark orchestral music) (car door slams) (car starts) - [Officer] Yeah, we'll get that taken care of right away. How can I help you? - Is there someone I should talk to, I'm not really sure who, about a person watching me from the woods? - Who's watching you? - See, that's the thing. I don't know. I rented this bed and breakfast on Helms Place. - [Officer] Okay. - Black Sw

an Inn? - Yep. - And in the past couple days, there's just been somebody staring. - We can send a car up there, but if we don't see anything, there's not much else I can do for ya. - Could you send someone up right now? - [Officer] Yeah. I'll send someone up right away. - Okay, thanks. - Yep. - Can I get an available unit? Suspicious activity at the Black Swan Inn. (distorted radio chatter) (crickets chirp) (knocks on door) - Mr. Richards? - Yes. I'm Detective DeLuca with the Tilton PD. - Okay.

- So, can you tell me what you saw? - [Doug] Yeah. Let me show you where it is. All right, so, look. I saw her right down over here, by the opening of these trees. - [DeLuca] Okay, why don't you stay here? I'll go check it out. - All right. (crickets chirp) (eerie music) (crickets chirp) (eerie music continues) - Well, I didn't find anything. Here's my info. If they decide to come back, you give us a call. - Okay. Thanks. (door opens) Hey, thanks again. - Great. Try to have a good night. It's a

beautiful property. - All right. Drive safe. (door closes) (keys clink) (indistinct whispering) (eerie music) (coffee splashes) (Doug sighs) (indistinct whispering) (ominous music) (footsteps clack) (footsteps clack) What do you want with me? I'm calling the fucking police. Hi. Yeah, I'm at the Black Swan Inn. There's someone outside my window, stalking me. Yes! Can you just send someone out, please? Thank you. (Doug sighs) (wind blows) (siren chirps) Officer. - Where are they? - Out back. I'll

show you. (suspenseful music) Right there. - [Officer] Where? - Right down there, by those trees. All in black. - Stay here. (indistinct whispering) (music continues) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (music continues) (indistinct whispering) I don't see anything out here, Doug. - How do you not see this? It's right there. It's right behind you. It's literally coming this way. - I don't see it, sir. (indistinct whispering) (music continues) Are you okay? - Weird. She was right behi

nd you. This doesn't make any sense. - Hey, Doug. Just take a deep breath. It seems like maybe you've been going through a lot of stuff lately. - Yeah. Right. - Possible sighting at Black Swan, unable to verify. Over. - [Dispatch] Okay. (radio chirps) (engine revs) (dark music) (ominous tones) (suspenseful music) (eerie music) (suspenseful music) - What the hell is this? (Doug sighs) (tool scrapes and clangs) All right, here we go. (eerie tones) (ominous music) (tools rattle) (lock clacks) (lock

clacks) "Alone In the woods. 1692." (ominous music continues) "My name is Dr. Helms. If you're reading this, the demon is now present and she has a hold of you." What? "These walls are not what they seem, and she will consume you, if you do not follow these instructions. The house and the witch are one." Shit. (indistinct whispering) (ominous music continues) "The secrets enclosed are a guide to save your life, and free the demon's hold on the souls she hath collected. Follow ye these marks, an

d ye will live. Do ye not, and ye will perish below." Oh, hell no. (indistinct whispering) (ominous music continues) I know you're here! What do you want from me? (door opens) (door closes) (lock clicks) (Doug sighs) Okay. (keyboard clacks) Nothing. Um... Okay. (keyboard clacks) (sighs) Fuck. Um... (keyboard clacks) (Doug sighs) (keyboard clacks) Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Yes, yes, yes. Okay. Okay. (sighs) Whoa. "In the summer of 1692, the house in the woods was the scene of a brutal mu

rder, believed to be that of witchcraft. Detailed reports show Dr. Helms made a house call for a distressed family that claimed their daughter, Sarah Moore, was possessed and controlled by the devil. Days later, parts of his mutilated body were found amongst the trees and the house, with various parts hanging in the woods, and across the landscape. Sarah and her parents were never to be found or seen again. It is believed that Ms. Moore was involved in witchcraft that took place in colonial Mass

between February of 1692, and May of 1693. 30 people found guilty. 19 of whom were executed by hanging, 10 others by various death penalties, and one was never to be seen again. Sarah." Fuck. (Doug sighs) (suspenseful music) (upbeat ragtime music) ♪ Now something must be wrong with me ♪ ♪ I grew on someone's lemon tree ♪ ♪ I've been the most unlucky kid ♪ ♪ Got nicked for things I never did ♪ ♪ I'm nearly everybody's goat ♪ ♪ My teacher sends my ma a note ♪ ♪ And I told her things were not true

♪ ♪ She says that I've been lying too ♪ ♪ Cross my heart and hope to die ♪ ♪ To die, to die ♪ (intense ominous music) (Doug screams) ♪ To die, to die ♪ (Doug groans and screams) ♪ To die, to die, to die ♪ ♪ To die, to die, to die ♪ (Doug groans and screams) (Doug groans and screams) ♪ To die, to die, to die ♪ ♪ Die, die, die, die, die ♪ (Doug groans) (Doug groans) ♪ Die, die, die, die, die ♪ - "You need to call out the entity by it's name." (groans) Her name is Sarah! (explosion thumps) (glass

shatters) (eerie music) (Doug groans) Holy shit. (Doug grunts) (ominous tones) "Second. You'll need to blind her with light, to show her you will not be taken." I need light. I need a flashlight. I need a flashlight. (Doug grunts) (suspenseful music) (door creaks) Oh, my God. (floorboards creak) (suspenseful music continues) (door creaks) "Blind her with the light." "Blind her with the light." "Blind her with the light." Ah. Shit, shit! Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. "Third. The Lord will not sav

e those who are not pure." "Those who are not pure." "Cleanse the soul and light up, you burn. Read aloud the testament of prayer with thy holy." "The testament of prayer with thy holy." What the hell is that? "Encompass ye ritual with what you see and repent. Exodus 22:18." "Exodus 22:18." That's a pentagram. I need a Bible. I need a Bible. (suspenseful music continues) (suspenseful music continues) (Doug whispers to himself) (indistinct whispering) Okay. Okay, okay. (indistinct whispering) Oka

y. "Encompass ye ritual with what you see. Exodus 22:18." 22:18. (indistinct whispering) (music continues) Okay. Here it is. "Thou shall not suffer a witch." (Doug yelps) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (Sarah growls) (Doug yelps) Oh, my God. (Doug sighs) I gotta get outta here. (suspenseful music) (door slams) (suspenseful music continues) (indistinct whispering) (ominous music) What do you want? - [Sarah] Bring me your soul! (indistinct whispering) (eerie music) (indistinct whi

spering) (eerie music continues) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (eerie music continues) (indistinct whispering) (distant bell tolls) (distant bell tolls) (distant bell tolls) (distant bell tolls) (distant bell tolls) (indistinct whispering) - Hey! Help! Hello! Hey! Hey! (indistinct whispering) (suspenseful music) (door slams) Hello? Is there anybody here? (indistinct whispering) (suspenseful music continues) (indistinct whispering) (suspenseful music continues) (indistinct whisp

ering) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (suspenseful music continues) (indistinct whispering) (suspenseful music continues) (door creaks) (door creaks) (indistinct whispering) (suspenseful music continues) Hey! Hey. Hey. I need your help. Hey, I need your help. Hey. - Help me, Doug. - What? How do you know my name? - You're mine. - Oh, my God. (Sarah laughs) (Sarah laughs) (muffled chatter) (muffled phone rings) - Hey, dipshit. Call me back when you get this. I know you can't be t

oo busy with your non-job-having-ass. (phone clacks) Damn. Where is Doug? (muffled chatter) (wind blows) (tense eerie music) - [Doug] Sarah! (indistinct whispering) (music continues) Please. Sarah! Okay. Okay. Okay. Where are we? Okay. "Read this verse aloud. 'With the itch of the skin, and the smell of the roast, I can bring you the most.'" What? "Gather the pieces from both the dead and the living." "The dead and the living." Okay. "Capture the witch without the time of day who brought hell to

earth, and seek the burial ground to reverse the curse. Only then, to send Satan back to the depths of origin. Find the rock and you will see the light." (indistinct whispering) (music continues) Okay. "Lock her in a room with no windows." "Lock her in a room with no windows." I have to trap her. I have to trap her. (Doug screams) (Sarah snarls) (Sarah snarls) (dark piano music from TV) - [Man On TV] Take a look at this. Something doesn't make sense. (phone rings) - Looks like a suicide to me.

- It's not a suicide. - [Doug] Hey, this is Doug. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and I'll call you back. Thanks. (phone bleeps) - Yo, you better be fuckin' some hot fishy ass, or in a ditch somewhere. Seriously. Call me back back. I'm headed up in the morning. I'm trying to get my fishing pole hooked in a fishy. - [Man On TV] I don't think so. - [Martin] This is more that bullshit I be talking about. (phone clicks) (phone rings) - Tilton PD. - Hi, my name is Martin Po

lios. I'm friends with Douglas Richards. He's up there in a bed and breakfast, and I feel like something's wrong. - Is this the same Doug that's claiming someone's watching him from the woods? - I knew it. Something's fucked up. - Sir, we went out there and there's nothing there. - Could you please go out there again? He's not answering any of my calls, and that's just not like him. - Maybe he needs some space. - You are not listening to me. Something is wrong. I can feel it in my bones! - Well,

keep trying him. Leave a message or something. I'm sure he'll get back to you, as soon as he can. - You used to just have to be black not to get no help, now you leaving white people alone in the woods? (phone clacks) Damn. Damn it, Doug. (rumbling) (muffled glass shatters) (rumbling) (muffled glass shatters) (rumbling) (muffled glass shatters) (muffled clattering) (muffled glass shatters) (muffled clattering) (door creaks) (lock clicks) (Doug pants) (dark music) (water splashes) (indistinct wh

ispering) (eerie tones) (ominous tones) (Doug sighs) I'm gonna die. What is happening? What is happening? (Doug pants) Holy shit. What do I do? (Doug sighs) What do I do? (plunger thuds) You're gonna have to do this, Doug. (Doug sighs) You're gonna have to do this. (Doug sighs) Okay. Okay. (dark music continues) (Doug grunts) (Doug sighs) Here we go. (Doug sighs) (Doug sighs) (lock clacks) (door creaks) (suspenseful music) (stairs creak) (door creaks) (generator hums) (suspenseful music continue

s) "Lock her in a room with no windows." (Doug mumbles to himself) "In a room with no windows." "To attract the demon in real time, read ye spell aloud, to only then it will remain in place." (door creaks) (door slams) Oh, shit. (flashlight clicks) Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Okay, okay. "Take a piece of ye entity to set her free and solidify your safety with the salt of the earth as your protector." "Salt of the earth as your protector." (suspenseful music) (suspenseful music continues) (music swel

ls and intensifies) What? (ominous music) - "Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live." (rumbling) (Sarah snarls) (Sarah snarls) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (Sarah snarls) (ominous music continues) (intense music) (Sarah growls) (indistinct whispering) (door closes) (door rattles) (door bangs) - Salt. More salt. (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (door handle rattles) Okay, okay. All right. Okay. Oh, my God. Where is it? Where is it? Where is it? Where is it? Okay.

"These woods are your fate. As only under ye rock pile sits among the rubble, surrounded by the trees, will forgive those lives that have passed with sacrifice and fire." "Passed with sacrifice and fire." I gotta burn all this. Okay. Let's go, you bitch. (wind blows) Come on. (thunder rumbles) (branches clatter) (shovel thuds) (wind blows) (thunder rumbles) Okay. All right. What am I missing? "To set them free. Connect the portal and chant the verse. The pentagram will close the door. Exodus 22:

18." (thunder claps) Exodus 22:18. I've seen that. I've seen that. Where is that? (Doug sighs) "Encompass the ritual with what you see and repent. Exodus 22:18." I need a pentagram. (flashlight clicks) (Doug grunts) You son of a bitch. (thunder claps) (wind blows) (thunder rumbles) (eerie music) Come on. (thunder claps) Okay. One line. (salt crashes) What am I missing? Exodus 22:18. What am I missing? Okay. "Gather pieces from both the living and the dead." "Both the living and the dead." I need

to get the dead. Fuck. Fuck! (wind blows) (crickets chirp) (twigs snap) (shovel thuds) All right. (thunder claps) Let's see what's going on. Okay. This just doesn't make any sense. Hey. "These woods are your fate. (thunder rumbles) As only under the rock pile that sits among the rubble, surrounded by the trees, will forgive those lives that have passed with sacrifice and fire." (crickets chirp) (music continues) "Sits among the rubble." "Sits among the rubble." (eerie music) "Sits among the rub

ble, surrounded by the trees." That's it. That has to be it. (thunder rumbles) (indistinct whispering) (ominous music) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (thunder claps) (indistinct whispering) Oh, my God. (indistinct whispering) (eerie tones) (indistinct whispering) (crickets chirp) Holy shit. (shovel thuds) (thunder rumbles) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (dirt crashes) (shovel thuds) (ominous tones) (indistinct whispering) (shovel thuds) (dirt crashes) (indistinc

t whispering) (dark music) (thunder rumbles) (indistinct whispering) (thunder rumbles) (indistinct whispering) (indistinct whispering) (lighter clicks) What am I missing? (Doug sighs) What am I missing? "Gather pieces from the dead and the living. Exodus 22:18." Okay. "Personal sacrifice." Personal sacrifice. Okay. (Doug sighs) Okay. (Doug sighs) (Doug sighs) (Doug groans) (eerie tones) (Doug groans) (indistinct whispering) - Come on, Dr. Helms I need you, right now. Exodus 22:18. Okay. Okay. Th

ou shalt not suffer wicca hashis to live. Thou shalt not suffer wicca hashis to live. Thou shalt not suffer wicca hashis to live. Thou shalt not suffer wicca hashis to live. And I send you, Satan, back to the depths of origin! (thunder rumbles) (ethereal choral music) (Sarah roars) (Doug groans) (Sarah roars) (dramatic choral music) (Sarah roars) (Sarah roars) (dark music) - Hell no. I'm not doing this. I'm not doing this at all. Damn it, Doug. (knocks on door) Doug! (knocks on door) Doug! Shit.

(clock ticks rhythmically) (floorboards creak) Doug, what did you get yourself into? (clock ticks rhythmically) (dark music) Oh, this is some of that witch bullshit I be talking about. Doug! Doug, you better still be breathing up there! (phone rings) - [Machine] Is not available. (phone bleeps) - Hey. Dipshit. Call me. I have the craziest story to tell you. (phone clacks) (ominous tones) (somber orchestral music) (mellow music) ♪ Was it just a passing glance ♪ ♪ That lingered for too long ♪ ♪ O

r was it just a gentle touch ♪ ♪ That turned from right to wrong ♪ ♪ I know now so well ♪ ♪ I'm under your spell ♪ ♪ Impossible ♪ ♪ Taboo ♪ ♪ Curse the distant haunting call ♪ ♪ That drew me to this fate ♪ ♪ Passion's pain, though not in vain ♪ ♪ Forbidden dance for two ♪ ♪ Like fingers on a razor's edge ♪ ♪ To trace the danger near ♪ ♪ Waking from a sleepless dream ♪ ♪ Trembling without fear ♪ ♪ I know now so well ♪ ♪ I'm under your spell ♪ ♪ Impossible ♪ ♪ Taboo ♪ ♪ Taboo ♪