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(dramatic electronic tones)

(ominous electronic tones)

(lights zapping)

(keys clicking)

(gentle haunting music)

(film reel clicking)

Well why don't you seek

Seek seek and ye shall find

The door ♪ ♪ Knock knock

And the door shall open

Ask a favor ♪ ♪ Ask a favor

And it shall be given

And when the love comes tricklin' down

Oh you do dee ♪ ♪ Seek seek and ye shall find

Knock knock and the door shall be opened

Ask a favor ♪ ♪ Ask a favor

And it shall be given

When the love comes tricklin' down

Oh doo doo dee

(engine hums) ♪ Seek seek and ye shall find

Knock knock and the door will be opened

Ask a favor and it shall be given

When loves comes tricklin' down

Oh doo doo dee ♪ ♪ Seek seek and ye shall find

Knock knock and the door shall be opened

Ask a favor

Ask a favor and it shall be given

When the love comes tricklin' down

- Mason, turn that shit down, man.

- That shit is God's music, son,

and it protects your ungrateful millennial asses.

And shut the damn door next time!

(ominous instrumental tones)

(Cris gasps) (rat squeaks)

- (sighs) Cheap scare.

- It counts.

- No, no, it doesn't.

Okay, frame up on me, right here.

Oh, what'd you think, if I put my hand down?

Is that too, like, relaxed?

Or maybe the pole, pole's bad for you, okay.

Okay, okay, just frame up over here then, we'll do this.

You good?

- Everything's faced. - It's good.

- Good, hair good, okay, cool.

- Go.

- In four, three, two.

It all began here, 10 years ago.

You don't need to see what happened

to feel its horrific residue.

- Is he doing William Shatner again?

- Shh.

(tool beeps)

(Steven sighs)

- No, I'm not getting anything over here.

Let's head over to where the event took place.

(ominous tones)

(door squeaks)

Oh wow, it's definitely a strong smell of bleach,

no doubt from the cleanup after the incident.

The property landlord, after years of vicious haunts,

kept this building unrentable.

Property landlord.

The property landlord, after years of vicious haunts,

that kept this building unrentable.

Oh wow, okay, there's definitely a temperature change, Raz.

Did you feel that?

- Yeah, like eight degrees.

Got goosebumps and everything.

- Okay, let's document that, what time it happened.

A decade ago, Benjamin Frisk,

knowing that his business was going under,

knowing that everything he had worked for was gone,

walked into this office,

his home away from home for 20 years,

put a loaded pistol under his chin and pulled the trigger.

(shutter clicks)

- Hey, sorry I'm late, Steven.

- That's okay, it's okay.

Is there any signs, any apparition signs, orbs?

- Um.


- (clears throat) Regardless,

this building is insanely haunted,

and Benjamin Frisk is still here.

Let's see if he's got somethin' to say.


Can you hear us?

Do you like me sitting in your chair?

Do you have a message for us from the other side?

- Do you know

if we're getting picked up for a second season?

- EDPs, electronic voice phenomena,

is one of the most effective ways to communicate

with he other side.

Let's do a quick live session.

(machine whirs)

(low grumbling)

What was that, was that, was that a voice?

It sounds--

- Steven-- - Hang on, hang on.

- Steven-- - Hold on, what?


- It's your stomach, it's growling.

- It's my stomach, yeah it is.

- Debunked.

- Shit, it is my. (tool clicks)

It was my stomach.

Um, okay, well, hard evidence is exactly that.

Hard to find, but either way,

this building is insanely haunted,

and this night will go down

as one of the craziest nights ever

for the Ghost Seeker's crew.

- And, cut.

(camera beeps) - Ah, fuck me.

- All right guys, let's, let's wrap out.

- I, I messed up the last part.

Was that a good ending?

- Yeah, it was, it was great.

- I mean, okay, all right.

I really thought this was the spot, I mean.

(car door beeps)

(sighs) Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Mase, listen, when you get back to the house,

I want you to check everything,

every angle we have, see if you can find anything.

- 10 four, boss.

Hey, sorry, Steve.

Next time, man.

- Yeah, next time, right, here.

(phone rings) - Mase here, go.

- [Jen] I need to hit a Starbucks like, now.

- Is that the only thing you wanna hit like, now?

- Oh, Raz.

- So, that location, it was 200 bucks.

- Oh good, good.

- No, it was 200 bucks over budget.

- What?

- Yeah, you can pay me later.

- Ah, fuck, okay, thank you, Cris.

- Look maybe it's time we augment the show just a little.

Add in some artificial scares here and there,

nothing too big-- - No, no, absolutely not.

Then they win, no.

- Who wins?

- Look, doesn't matter, all right?

We are the only ghost show that shows the real deal.

What are you doing?

- I was gonna get in there.

- Oh, well, sorry.

- Look, I get it, but maybe there's a reason

we're the only one.

(somber electronic music)

(door squeaks)

(keys clatter)

(door squeaks)

(lock clicks)

(keys clatter)

(shoes thud)

- If we ever hit any real haunted houses,

promise me you'll come say hi.

Okay, Dad?

- The most important thing to remember

when tracking spirits,

is to know that those on the other side,

they just wanna be heard.

There's really no trick other than that.

- Really?

- The ghost trackers don't choose the haunted house.

It chooses us.

- Yeah, and it also doesn't hurt

to have that big-ass budget for your location scout.

- [Woman] What's there?

(hangers rattle) - What the (beep).

- And the only secret is to be patient.

- And if that doesn't work?

- And of course, a little luck happens. (chuckles)

- Luck, my ass.


(Steven sighs)

(Steven sighs)

(ominous music)

(phone beeps) (phone rings)

(phone rings melodically)

- Hey, you should be asleep right now.

- How much do we have left in the budget

for the final episode?

- The usual, minus the 200 owed to me.

- Okay, we might need to re-work it a little.

All right, I wanna hire somebody.

- To do what?

- To help the right house find us.

- Okay, what now?

- Now, we wait.

- Really?

Go around me, dumbass!

- Oh no wait, that's him.

(doors thud)

Thank you again for meeting with us.

You know, we don't have the budget you guys have

on Ghost Trackers, so we gotta wear a couple hats, but--

- Don't care, and this meeting never happened.

- Okay. - 5,000.

- What? - Cris.

- That's the entire budget for our last episode.

- Well, there's not gonna be any more episodes

if we don't nail the finale.

- It doesn't matter, Steven, if we can't afford to shoot it,

then there won't be a last episode.

- Hey, Mom and Dad.

We have a deal or not?

- Yes, yes, we have a deal.


- Underneath your seat, there's a laptop.

- [Steven] Oh, okay.

- Click on the file called Fucking Scary Locations.

- There's a password here, so--

- Casper. - What?

- That's the password.

- Like Casper The Friendly Ghost?

- No, just Casper.

- No, just, just. - Just Casper.

- There's a file here that says off limits.

What is--

- Oh, that's fucking off limits to you,

that's what that is.

- Okay.

(mouse clicks) (suspenseful music)

- Whoa.

- This is perfect, look at that.

- Are you in level one? - Yes.

- I didn't say you could go into level one.

Level one and two are for the Ghost Trackers team.

You rummage through level three.

- Oh. - Okay.

- Okay.

(ominous music)

- All right, all these locations are dog shit.

We hit three of 'em this season.

- You don't like it,

you can take your cheap five K per diem

and get the hell outta my badass car.

- It's not that badass, it's a 2011.

- It's a fine car, sir.

Uh, okay, thank you, so we'll just take this,

(mouse clicks) and then we'll.

(suspenseful music)

And, we are good to go.

Good, thank you, sir.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

- All right.

(door thuds)

- Ah, okay.

Here, put this-- - All right,

this folder better have the holy shit of all haunted houses.

- Okay.

(mouse clicks)

(keys clicking)

Oh, bingo! (claps)

- Move over. - Bingo, come on.

Let's go, let's go.

(ominous music) (mouse clicking)

- [Cris] Well, it's definitely photogenic.

- Yeah.

Uh, open this, open this text doc.

- Okay. - Right here.

- All right, the Dalva House, Rockwell County,

built in 1976, three deaths in 1977.

- Okay, decent body count. - Right.

- Okay. - The father, Richard Dalva,

killed wife Joanne and his daughter Jill with a shotgun,

Jesus, before blowing his own brains out.

- That is awesome, that.

That's yeah, no you're right, I'm sorry, that's fucked up.

- One survivor, twin daughter Fiona, whereabouts unknown,

current owners unknown.

It'd be nice to have a picture of the family, huh?

- What is that?

Hang on, move, move, move, watch out, watch out,

watch out, watch out.

It was right here, right there, look at that.

(mouse clicks)

(ominous music)

- I, I legit have goosebumps for the first time.

- Okay, we gotta get to this before the Ghost Trackers do.

- Yeah, yeah, all right, I'll just,

I'll figure out how to pay everyone or something.

- [Steven] Okay, all right, good job.

- I'm gonna let 'em know right now.

- Okay. - Good, all right.

- Bye.

(midtempo electronic music)

We need beef jerky, it's a road trip, we need beef jerky.

Did we grab any beef jerky for this?

- [Cris] No, just the granola bars.

- Yeah, I just, protein's kind of important to me.

All right,

are you a mesquite or just straight up beef jerky?

- It depends on what you get. - Yeah.

- A nice teriyaki turkey jerky.

- Right. - That's the way to go.

- [Steven] Right, turkey jerky, a bison.

- [Mason] Yeah, you know bison's a little gamey for me.

- [Steven] Elk?

- [Cris] ETA?

- Well, it says we're almost there,

or we're completely lost.

- No, I don't get lost.

Lemme see that thing.

- Okay, but look-- - Dog, dog!

- Oh, shit! (brakes screech)

(dog pants)

Oh, Jesus! - Holy cripes!

- Need help?

- Um, yeah, we're looking for the Dalva House.

Do you know who the owner is,

or I mean, you know like who owns it?

- No one owns the house.

- What do you mean, it's like public domain or something?

- Doesn't belong to anyone.

- Hey, is there a Starbucks anywhere around here?

- We're headed in the right direction,

is that what you're saying?

- People belong to it.

- What is?

Does that mean? - And, he's gone.

- Thank you, Mr. Cryptic Indian.

- Native American, dude, come on, man.

- Right, right.

- That was, what?

- Yeah.

(ominous music)

- FYI, my bladder is about to explode.

- Right, we should turn around

before we get completely.

- Bingo.

- Yes my mama, that is one hell of a location.

- Holy shit, it is-- - Perfect.

- Now, boys and girls, a little divine protection.

Well why don't you seek

Seek seek and ye shall find

Knock knock

Knock knock and the door shall open

Ask a favor

(doors thud)

Ask a favor and it shall be given

When the love comes tricklin' down

(ominous music)

- [Steven] Wow.

(shutter clicks)

- You see anything in that second story window?

- Eh, they're shy.

You know, we just got here.

- I think I'll just go pee outside.

- Yeah, me too.

- All right, guys, but hurry up.

We still gotta download and prep before dark.

- Yeah.

(door creaks)

- Holy. - Shit.

- Did you just feel the temperature changing?

- Yeah.

All right, let's do walk through.

- No, no, no, no, no. - Why?

- I wanna experience it as the audience does.

(Cris sighs) Okay?

Trust me, trust me on this.

- [Cris] Steven.

- Guys, come on!

(suspenseful music)

Okay, let's set up mission control in the living room,

and I wanna place REM Pods and a set of camcorders

in the master bedroom upstairs.

- Mm-hm.

- The, the cellar,

the kitchen, and the daughter's room.

- Got it. - Thank you.

- [Steven] Okay.

- Hey, I really think we should do a walk-through,

just in case-- - No, no, no, no.

I won't wanna have to recreate anything.

Okay, we do it live, we do it live.

- Excuse me. - Sorry, okay.

Guys, make sure the batteries are all fully charged,

and there's plenty of card space, yeah?

- You mean like usual? - Copy.

- Good. - Are you sure?

- Yes, yes, I got a good feeling about this one.

Okay, trust me.

- I'll help set up the REM Pods.

- Thank you.

Hey Raz, let's scrub some B roll while there's still light.

(Raz speaks in foreign language)

- [Steven] Okay.

(haunting music)

- Bingo.

(shutter clicks)

(birds chirping)

(camera beeps)

- Hey Raz. - Yeah.

- [Steven] Come check this out.

- What's that? - Look at this.

- Ah, this is dope.

What is it?

- Ah, I think it's like some kind of a spiritual mandala

or something.

- Which is?

- Uh well, you know, it's basically--

- You have no idea, do you?

- No no no, I do, yeah, I know,

I'm just trying to explain it--

- Cool if you don't know.

- No, it's, it's just uh, let's just shoot it.

- Right, yeah. - Okay.

(camera beeps)

(ominous music) (flies buzzing)

In four, three, two, in the middle of nowhere,

forgotten by time, lies a small property

simply known as the Dalva House.

It has been steeped in mystery

under a dark cloud of death and horror

for nearly two generations.

Its victims, a father, a mother, and a daughter.

Only the youngest daughter escaped alive,

whereabouts unknown.

And tonight, the Ghost Seekers crew

will be the first paranormal team

to ever investigate its untold secrets.

Who knows what we might find or what might find us.

We've set up our command center inside the living areas.

Our audio visual tech Mason.

- Hey.

- He will be monitoring all the static camcorder evidence

that we get tonight.

We also have our still photographer, Jen.

She will be taking photos inside and out,

looking for any information on spirit orbs

or apparition signs.

We also have our producer, Cris.

- Hey.

- [Steven] She has deployed REM Pods throughout the house.

- That's right, REM Pods use mini telescopic antennae

to radiate their own independent magnetic field,

and this EM field can be easily influenced

by materials and objects that conduct electricity.

- What does that all mean?

- Well, simply put,

if a ghost comes anywhere near a REM Pod,

it will light up like a stop sign.

Shit, that doesn't make any, Jesus, that's terrible.

What's a better adjective for that?

- Uh, light up like Vegas.

- Somethin' else, somethin' better, come on, uh.

- [Raz] Uh, a strip club?

- No, uh.

- [Mason] A goddamn Christmas tree.

- Yes, it will light up like a Christmas tree.

And now, it is time for the Ghost Seekers crew

to start their investigation.

Let's get our ghost on, ready?

Go time. - Woo!

(ominous music)

- Okay, well usually we like to start things off

by walking around and opening ourselves up

to see what we can experience physically.

(objects clatter)

(shutter clicks)

(lighter clicks)

I'm not really getting anything here,

do you wanna head upstairs?

- Yeah. - Okay.

(ominous tones)

(drawer thuds)

(shutter clicks)

(haunting music)

(shutter clicks)

(sighs) Okay, let's do a quick live session.

All right, everybody quiet, don't move, please.

(tool beeps)

Is there anyone that would like to communicate with us?

Are there any children in this room?

(tool beeps)

- Patience.


(tool beeps)

- Mayday, mayday, viewership dropping.

(tool beeps)

- (sighs) Hang on guys, hang on.

Mase, are you seein' anything on your end?

- Negative, boss.

- Let's head to the cellar.

(haunting music)

(footsteps creak)

Raz, I can't see shit with this thing.

Will you give me the big dog, please?

- [Raz] Yep.

(shutter clicks)

- If there are any spirits in here, please give us a sign.

- We just wanna communicate with you.

- Guys.

Check this out.

- [Steven] What?

- What are those?

- Those are shotgun holes.

Holy shit guys, you know what this is?

This is where Mr. Dalva lined up his family and shot 'em,

right here.

This is perfect, let's whip out the SP7 Spearbox, please.

Let's put it it right here in the middle.

So, okay, what this device does,

it scans through multiple radio frequencies every second,

generating white noise.

And that gives the entities the energy they need

to communicate with us.

So let's see what they gotta say.


Mr. Dalva, are you here?

Why did you kill your wife and your daughter

and then yourself?

You can't hide, Mr. Dalva, we know you're here.

You know, sometimes you gotta,

you gotta nudge 'em a little,

you know, piss 'em off.


I know you can hear me.

We're not leaving until you answer us.


Well we shall live on

(zipper zips)

(Mason sighs)

(Mason hums melodically)

(suspenseful music)

(device beeps)

(Mason burps)

- I know you wanna communicate with us, come on.

- What time is it?

- It doesn't matter what time it is.

- [Cris] What time is it?

- Just after midnight.

- Shit. - It's not working.

- No no, come on, we're close.

- It's not happening, Steven.

- God damn it, I know you're here,

I can sense your presence.

- Yeah, you can sense the presence,

but none of the equipment can, so.

- [Steven] Fuck, it should be right here, I know, it's--

- Raz, stand down.

- [Steven] It should be right here, I, I don't understand.

- Hey, look.

Maybe it's time we borrowed just a little

from the Ghost Trackers guys.

You know, bump into some shadowy figures.

- No, we are not hacks, Cris, okay?

As soon as we do that, we let them win.

- You keep saying that, who's winning,

what are you talking about?

- It doesn't matter, all right?

I didn't get into this to hoax people, all right?

End of story.

- Neither did I.

I wanna believe in the afterlife so bad it hurts,

but we have got to do something here.

- I mean come on, think about what you're saying, right?

Think about what the crew would think

if we did somethin' like that.

- All right, how many of you are cool with us

augmenting the show with a few artificial scares?

Look, we did our best, Steven.

I know we can do this, trust me.


(somber music)

- (sighs) Okay, yeah, well.

Well, let's get this shit over with.

- Yeah. - Yes!

- [Mason] Hell to the yes.

(ominous music)

- This room is where the father, Richard Dalva,

must've plotted his horrendous killing spree.

(REM Pod beeps)

- Oh, fuck.

REM Pods are all lit up,

what the hell's goin' on up there, guys?

- Okay, I'm definitely feeling a cold spot over here.

Over here guys, it's definitely a little cold right here.

Yeah, I'm definitely feelin' it right here.

(women screaming)


- Look, look, look!

It caught a big ass orb.

- Oh my god, that's incredible, that is incredible.

This is the most proof we've ever had

on the Ghost Seekers crew.

- [Cris] And, cut!

- Oh! - Woo!

- We got the lights up on that shit!

(REM Pods beeping)

(Mason sighs)

- That says done, son!

- Okay, what comes next, these are so much fun.

- I vote we go straight for the cellar.

- All right, how long are we gonna set for the cellar?

- How scary you want it?

- How about a 10 on the ghost meter?

- A couple hours.

- What about a seven?

- Less than 30. - Let's do it.

- [Raz] Let's do it, yeah.

- Come on.

- I'm just gonna go 10 to 100 real quick.

- Okay. - Outside.

(suspenseful music)

(sighs) Thanks for nothin'.

(urine patters)

Fuck me.

- Steven. - Ooh, hey!

- Hey, I didn't mean to scare you.

- Hey.

- I'm just comin' out here to make sure you're okay.

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Look, I know it sucks,

but once we get renewed for season two,

we'll be able to continue hunting actual ghosts.

- Yeah, no, I'm good, I give up. (chuckles)

- [Cris] You give up?

What do you mean, you give up?

- It's a long story.

- Okay, I wanna hear it.

- Really?

- Yeah, I wanna hear the long story.

- Okay, well it all started with a nickname

that I got in middle school,

and it followed me to high school,

and it was all because of show and tell.

I had this neighbor, Walter, he was a older guy,

and he was always really nice to me,

so he passed away, and I went to his funeral,

and when I was there,

and they were lowering him into the ground,

I looked up at his wife, and she was lookin' at me,

and Walter was sittin' right next to her,

smiling at me. - Seriously?

- Yeah.

Yeah, it was broad daylight too,

and it was just for a second,

and then he kinda just disappeared,

but it blew me away, and I was really excited,

and I went to school the next day for show and tell,

and I didn't have anything to show, you know?

I didn't have any proof for the story I was telling,

so my teacher gave me shit, and everyone made fun of me,

and they all started callin' me Stevie See Dead People.

(Cris laughs)

That's-- - That's super messed up.

- Yeah. - Sorry.

- I'm not even sure why kids that age

were watching The Sixth Sense, but--

- Right. - It stuck, and,

and yeah, I just wanted to prove those little shits wrong,

you know?

I wanted them to know I wasn't lying.

But I guess the joke's still on me, right? (chuckles)

- Hey.

I'm really sorry that happened to you.


Where did that arrow come from?

- From me peeing on it?

Hey Mase, I'm directly behind the house,

can you come down here?

Bring a shovel.

(shovel thudding)

(Mason groaning)

- I'm not hittin' anything.

Are you sure the arrow means literally down?

It could mean go straight back to the house.

- It's not just a stone.

- That's a tombstone.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm done.

- What do you mean--

- No, no, no, my, my job description

does not include grave digger.

My grandma would've had my ass

if she seen me out here disrespecting the dead like that.

Y'all wanna see what's down there?

Have at it.

- Here, I got it.

(shovel thudding)

(shovel smacks) (ominous music)

- Oh.

I better go get the gospels goin'

'cause that is definitely either a dead fetus

or a shrunken head.

Whoa, man!

- Holy shit.

(dramatic music)

- [Cris] What language is that?

- I think it's Native American.

- [Mason] That looks like directions

to the place you don't wanna go.

- Why do you say that?

- You see that spiral? - Yeah.

- Those people around it, they're not dancing around that,

they're gettin' sucked down into it.

That is some fucked up voodoo shit right there, man.

(uptempo electric music)

- Wait, Steven, Steven!

- Are you filming my ass?

- [Raz] Yeah, why?

- Hey guys.

- Hey, check it out.

- Oh yeah, yeah, we don't need this bullshit anymore.

- Yeah. - Dude.

- We don't know what that is.

- Or who the hell buried it there.

- It's a spell or an incantation that the Dalvas left us

for us to find.

- You don't know that.

- I do know that a sane man built this house

and then lost his shit

after he eventually came across this stuff,

and I also know that if there's anything

certifiably supernatural about this shit,

we're about to have the most legit ghost show ever.

Mase, will you please turn on the sensors.

- So we're crossin' that line?

This is gonna happen? - Yes.

Yeah, I'm sorry, okay, just please trust me.

Please, trust me, okay?

- (sighs) Fine.

I'll just be that guy that no one pays attention to

right before all the shit hits the fan.

- Steven. - Can I get the tape, please?

- Can I ask what's going on?

- Please do.

- Yeah, so we found this grave next to a stone in the woods,

had some stuff in it, and now Steven's playing with it.

(tape zips)

- Okay, I'll set up a shot around the stairs.

- Yeah, I'll get my camera.

- Okay, can you hear me all right?

- [Mason] Yeah, I hear you okay.

But what you're doin' is not okay.

- Okay, ready and framed up?

- Yeah, are you fucking kidding?

- Okay, good? - Yeah.

- In four, three, two.

And we are back in the epicenter of the vicious murders

where Richard Dalva nearly murdered his entire family

and then committed suicide.

His reasons for doing this unknown until tonight.

- [Raz] And, we're doin' Shatner again.

- Just yards away from the Dalva House,

the Ghost Seekers crew unearthed something extraordinary,

and then we'll cut to the B roll of the unmarked grave.

An unmarked grave that has kept in secrets

since possibly the night of the murders.

Following the ancient Native American instructions

that are on the back of this fur hide,

we're going to try

and attempt to communicate with the spirits.

That have been trapped in this house.

All right, let's switch to infrared.

- [Raz] Okay.

- Don't try this at home, kids.

(Steve speaks in foreign language)

And can I get a lighter?

(lighter clicks)

- Is the door between the living and the dead opening?

- Yeah, it should be.

- [Jen] Now what?

- Now we just, we wait.

(ominous music)

(crickets chirping)

- Okay, so plan B, Steven?

- (sighs) Maybe there's too many of us?

- Do spirits get stage fright?

(Steve sighs)

- Let's head upstairs, Raz, stay down here, okay?

You're good?

- Yeah, no, just leave me here

with the scary-ass taped off spiral thingy, yeah.


- Raz. - Yeah, copy.

- How's it comin'?

- Good.

You know, just tryin' to be good ghost bait.

(camera beeps)


Uh, you guys see that, right?

- We definitely saw it.

- You tryin' to communicate with me?

- Or maybe his flashlight just needs new batteries?

- Try provoking it?

- Is that all you can do, huh?

Come on!

It's a waste of your time, gettin' hungry down here.


Um, definitely feeling something down here.

There's an electrical charge in the air,

definitely an electrical charge.

(transmission warbles)

- Raz.

Raz, can you come into frame, buddy?

We can't see you.

(suspenseful music) Talk to me Raz,

can you hear me?

You got somethin' down there?

- Maybe we should go check on him.

- No, no, I got him, not yet.

- He's just messin' with us, right?

(transmission warbles)

- What's happening? - Wait, wait, wait, wait,

stop, hang on.

- Uh, he's not messin' with us, guys.

There's definitely some kind of interference here.

(device beeping) - Raz?

- Where is he?

- Raz, we can't see you.

Cris, Cris.

- Raz, where are you?

- [Jen] Raz?

- Is there anything on there?

- Nothin' just static like on the monitors.

- Where the hell did he go?

- Wait a second.


(door creaks)

(door thuds) Okay, all right,

okay, very funny, ha ha ha.

We're back to plan B, right?

- I don't think this is plan B.

- Look, he's gotta be here somewhere.

We go back, we check all the monitors.

- Okay, all right, fine, come on, let's go.

(suspenseful music)

(keys clicking)

(tripod clatters) - Oh.

Oh. - Damn, Raz.

All right, let's go get him, come on.

- Steven, something's wrong.

(device beeps)

(hinge squeaks)

(shutter clicks)

(shutter clicks)

- [Man] Jen.

- All right you asshole, that wasn't funny.



(dramatic electronic music)

(transmission warbles)

(fist slams)

(ominous music)

(drawer thuds)

(Mason hums melodically)

- Not gonna get you in this bullshit, Mason.

(dramatic haunting music)

Uh, hey guys, somethin' outside

just made me come dangerously close

to crappin' my favorite pants.

- Is it Raz?

- I don't know, maybe,

but I don't have eyes on Jen right now either.

- (sighs) Jesus Christ, come on, guys.

- [Mason] I'll check outside, bring 'em back in.

- Okay, copy that, it's unbelievable.

- Steven, something's not right, we're both feeling it.

- (groans) Come on.

(door squeaks)

- All right guys, enough of this shit.

You're not back here in 30 seconds,

I'm packin' up my van and leavin' your asses.

(woman laughing)

Fuckin' millenials.

- We should've discussed it.

- What? - The ritual.

You rushed everyone into this,

if anything happened to them, this is on you.

- Okay, I'm sorry, I made a team leader decision.

- A leader?

I'm your producer and your partner, and when we--

- Listen it's my face in front of the camera

tryin' to pull actual spirits outta my ass, Cris.

- Okay fine, next time you and your face

wanna screw with fire, you can just do it by yourself.

- Fine.

(ominous music) (phone ringing)

Do you feel that?

- Yeah, it's freezing.

(phone ringing)

You didn't say he was--

- Dead, yeah.

Okay here, take this.

Take it, got it? - Yeah.

- It's recording, that's good, yeah, okay.

(phone ringing)

Okay, I don't wanna rush this.

Go. - Okay.


- [Man] Help.

- Who's this?


(child screams) (Cris gasps)

(phone clatters) - What the fuck?



What, what are you talking about, there's nobody there.

- It's impossible, I just heard somebody,

and he was asking for help.

- Guys.

Guys, you gotta get over here right now,

you gotta see this.

Mase, do you copy?


(Mason yelling)

- Mason!

Mason, Mason?

- Shit. - Mason, are you okay?

- Hey, hey, hey. - Mason, Steven, help me.

- Hey, come on, hey.

- What, what the fuck, what is that?

- [Cris] Oh god.

- Is it, that's not real, right?

This is, hey, is he dead?

Mase, Mase, Mase, hey.

Is he dead, this isn't real right?

- Mason, are you okay? - This isn't real,

this isn't happening. - Steven, help me.

- This isn't real.


Mase, Mase. - Steven!

(weapon thuds) (Steven groans)

(Jen hisses)

- What are you doing?


(suspenseful music)

- Jen. - Hey Jen, go, go, go, go, go!

(door thuds)

(glass clatters)

(ominous tones)

- Jen?

(glass clattering) (ominous music)

- [Steven] Come on, let's go, let's go!

- Steven, where are my keys? - Oh, shit.

(engine rumbles)

Come on, let's go!

- Steven, she's coming! - What?

Holy shit.

Oh shit.

Lock your door, lock your door, come on.

(fist pounds) Shit!

(fist pounds)

(head pounding)

(Jen thuds)

- Get in!

Move your asses!

Get in!

(suspenseful music)

(engine revs)

- [Steven] Shit.

- Who are you?

- We're paranormal investigators.

- Ghost hunters? - Who are you?

- Fiona.

- Fiona, like the Fiona, from the Dalva House?

- Okay, you were breaking and entering,

what the hell did you do back there?

- We didn't do anything.

- Yes we did, Steven.

- Okay, okay, okay, we were investigating, and then--

- And then we found a box buried next to a headstone.

- And you just said the incantation because why not?

- So you knew about this?

Why didn't you destroy it?

- I tried, I tried to burn it,

but it just can't be destroyed, so I buried it.

- Something happened to our friends, our crew members--

- Okay, they're no longer your crew, nor your friends.

- [Steven] Where are we going?

- To the only person who might be able to undo

what your investigation has done.

(engine hums)

(Steven groans)

I'm sorry, does that hurt?

- Yeah. - Good.

- Ah!

- So when's this only person who can help us getting here?

- Told you, the house belongs to no one.

You belong to it.

- This is my brother, Douglas, the one who warned you.

The only one who can help us.

- Thank you.

- They found the box, it's open again.

- What's-- - What box?

- Yeah, what did we open?

- It's the portal to the darkness.

It possesses you and then devours your soul.

- Okay, in our defense,

we were just doing our jobs, all right?

We're not the only people out there, you know,

chasing ghosts, all right?

- You didn't chase a ghost.

You chased a demon.

- Well who writes down instructions to release a demon?

- My ancestors.

They made a pact with Camazotz, the dark force,

to stop a genociding of our tribes two centuries ago.

It was our protector, but now it takes lives for itself.

- And that's what happened to my father.

He reopened the portal 42 years ago.

I had come home from a sleepover early that night,

and when I got home, I heard the first shot.

(gun fires)

I knew it was coming from the cellar,

so I raced down the steps, and when I got there,

I saw my father.

He was holding my sister down with his foot

while he reloaded his shotgun.

He told me that he had to do this to save our family.

(child screaming)

He snapped the barrel closed,

and I grabbed for the butt of the gun.

He tried to pry my fingers off the trigger.

And I shot him in the face. (gun fires)

I ran over to my sister,

but he managed to get off another shot,

and my sister passed away in my arms.

Douglas's family, they took me in.

- We never meant to harm anyone.

- Yeah, neither did my dad.

But unlike you geniuses,

he wasn't warned to stay away beforehand.

- I must prepare now.

- I'm gonna go with you.

- It's not safe for you, it remembers you.

- But you're gonna need my help.

- What about our friends?

- It's too late for them.

- What? - No.

No no, there's gotta be a way.

- Yeah, I mean, can't we just close the portal,

and they won't be possessed anymore?

- It doesn't work that way.

- Well, how does it work?

- It's not gonna just stand by and let us close the portal.

It's gonna do everything to stop us.

And if your friends are in the way,

we're just gonna have to take them out

like I did my father.

- Cris, what if we protect you from them

until you close it?

- Right.

- We'll only end up having to take you out as well.

- It is their destiny, but whatever may happen tonight,

it is their spiritual journey as well.

- Go outside, meet me at the car.

- Okay, so wait, what's the plan?

- To not raise the body count.

(suspenseful music)

- [Cris] Do you have service?

- No. - What are you doing?

- I'm deleting all my photos and videos.

You should do the same thing.

- Why?

- All right, you frame tight, I'll frame wide.

- Are you serious? - Yeah.

- Steven, the investigation is over.

This show, it's over.

- What are you talking about?

This is just the beginning.

Nothing like this has ever been documented before.

This is uncharted territory.

- What? - Cris, come on.

You want this, too.

- Are you insane?

I wanted to do this so that maybe we could talk to someone

on the other side, not all this.

People are dying, thanks to us.

- Hey, I know that, I know.

But they would've died for nothing

if we don't finish this.

- This isn't about getting back at some kids

who made fun of you for seeing a ghost.

This is about saving Jen and getting Raz back,

end of story.

- Yeah, well, I think it's the end of the first season.

- What the fuck is wrong with you?

- (groans) Okay.

(engine hums)

Shouldn't we wait till daylight, you know?

When it's brighter?

- The longer we wait, the less chance we have

of closing the portal and saving your friends.

- Where did you perform the ritual?

- Uh, in the cellar.

By the far wall, you know, where the shotgun holes are.

- You must know, it's not only that our lives are at stake,

but so are our souls.

(doors thud) (ominous music)

- Where's Mason?

- His body's gone.

- Hey, don't believe what you see.

Keep your guard up, they know that we're here.


(ominous music) (object tapping)

- Stay together, we're stronger as a group.

(door thuds)

(dramatic music) (REM Pod beeping)

- Hey, really?

He just said we're stronger together.

(door creaks)

- One of your friends is near.

I feel him.

(suspenseful music)

We must act quickly.

(zipper zips)

(lighter clicks)

(Douglas chants in foreign language)

(voices whisper)

- What's happening?

- Raz? - Raz?


(object thudding)

- Holy shit.

Hey, Raz. - Raz?

- Are you okay? - Can you hear me?

- Hey, come here buddy. - Hey, let's go.

Hey, look at me.

- Okay, let's go.

- Go grab a sheet. - Okay.

What have I done?

- My god. - Raz.

- It's okay.

- Oh god, what have I done?

Is he gonna be okay?

- We gotta get him outta here.

- Come on, let's go. - Get him up.

- Come on, buddy.


We gotcha. - It's gonna be okay.

(phone ringing) (haunting music)

- Don't answer it.

- [Man] Help me!

- How the hell did that get there?

- Same voice I heard earlier.

- [Man] Help!


Sweetie, help!

- Dad, it's, Dad?

- Help Daddy. - Dad, is that you?

- [Man] Cris.

- Dad, can you hear me?

- Help me, Cris. - What?

- [Man] Help me.

- It's not your father, sweetie, it's the darkness.

- [Man] Help me.

- Turn it off.

- I can't turn it off!

(dramatic music)

- [Fiona] It's using your mind against you.

- Steven!

(batteries clatter)

(Cris gasps)

Okay, I'm okay.

- Okay, let's get him to the car.

- Come on, come on, let's go.

(ominous music)

- Mom?

- [Steven] Okay, go.

- Why didn't you save me?

- No.

- You let us die.

- I didn't, Mom.

(high-pitched warbling) No!

(Fiona screams) - You let us die.

(Fiona gasps)

Now it's your turn.

(Fiona screaming)

- Why'd you shoot Daddy, angel?

(Fiona screaming)

- We can't leave them alone in there.

- Close your mind to it.

(Fiona gasping)

- Douglas. - They blocked it.

- Oh god, it's so strong now.

It's so strong.

- Let's finish this.

(tape zips)

(ominous music)

- Go! - Ah!

- All right, come on, let's go.

Oh shit.

It's Jen. - Jen, Jen?

- Leave this child now.

You do not belong here.

You're no longer needed in this world.

(Jen hisses)

- Ah, it's okay, come on. - Get her back.

(creature growls)

(Douglas chants in foreign language)

- Douglas, it is not working.

- He won't leave until we offer an exchange.

- An exchange for what?

- For returning your friend.

He demands another life in his place.

- Well tell him there's no fuckin' exchanges.

- Too late.

It's already marked its soul.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, not her, not her.

- A soul for a soul.

- Tell this man to stop, make it stop, Douglas.

This is my fault, alright? I opened the portal, this is my fault

- It wants her for her faith.

And love is stronger than faith.

Love is stronger than faith.

- What, what?

- I love you, Cris.

I love you, too.

- Do something.

- Only you can save him.

You must release the soul from the body.

- It's the only to save him from the portal, Cris.

I had to do it with my father.

(somber music) (Cris gasping)

- Okay.

I can't.

- I love you

- No, no!

(dramatic music)

(somber orchestral music)

(Cris sobbing)

- Oh, god. (sobbing)


(shovel thuds)

(ominous music)

(Mason grumbling)

- Hey, you guys seen a camera crew anywhere around here,

and my hat?

Also, I think I might need

a little hydrogen peroxide for this.

(gentle electronic music)

- Your father looks like a kind man.

- He was.

- Mine was, too, until that night.

I miss him.

I miss 'em all.

But they're out there waiting for me.

So is your father.

- And Steven.

- Yeah.

Well why don't you seek

Seek seek and ye shall find

Knock knock

Knock knock and the door shall be open

Just ask a favor

Ask a favor and it shall be given

When the love comes tricklin' down

(uptempo techno music)

- Okay guys, get your asses in here, I found it.

Check it out, someone found this footage

right after shit hit the fan and uploaded it.

- The most proof we've ever had on the Ghost Seekers crew.

- I hate found footage films.

- It's not a found footage film.

This shit actually happened.

- Wait, wait, wait,

is this that vid with the demon ghost thing?

- Yes.

All right, see the guy that's filming?

- Mm-hm. - That's Raz,

that's the dude my friend knows.

He went totally nuts.

- Got 2 million hits.

- Yeah, the shit's blowin' up.

- Jesus.

- It's the only legit haunted house.

- Does your buddy know where this place is?

- Totally fake, guys.

- He knows the grandson of the Indian guy

that helped save some of these ghost seekers.

- Okay, (popcorn crunches)

we totally have to hit this house.

- We need to hit something quick,

or else Ghost Hunter Tricks won't last our first season.

- Fine, I call shotgun.

(gun fires)

(midtempo instrumental music)

A farm in Cynthiana

Survivors make a living selling lips

And entrails of the dead

They say of them cooked up inside

Making dead things come alive

To keep their families fed

And here's where nightmares are born

Scream acres

With bodies lined up on the floor

And gore galore

Welcome to our home

Where wicked things run around the yard

Come through the door

♪ 'Cause here they're free to roar

You need a bucket of spare parts

You get it here where nothing's as it seems

It's where the monsters are made

And gore galore, we're all living the dream

Scream acres

(gentle haunting music)

(uptempo electronic music)

The Description of Portal