Deep House, The (2021)

[bunniefuu]

Wait, so tell me, baby.

We're going to check out an old
abandoned building that we found.

It's an abandoned sanatorium
that locals claim is haunted.

Literally, only this guy
can find places like this.

- Wow.
- And all these open windows.

I can't wait to go inside.

- I hope there are no snakes here.
- No, don't worry.

Watch out, behind you.

- Ben, did you find the stairs?
- No, Tina. Not yet.

- Be careful.
- Ok.

- What happened here?
- In the s,

a nurse poisoned several children
before taking her own life.

- How many children?
- Seven.

Sanatorium was closed down just after.

Ever since, supposedly, the nurse
haunts the hallways and rooms

looking for someone to poison.

f*ck ghosts, right?

What was that?

It's just the wind.

Let's go that way.

Ben, wait for me. It's f*cking scary.

Ben!

Ben?

Ben?

Ben!

I'm kind of freaked out.
I'm not really in the mood to...

Play.

Boo!

- Gotcha.
- You're so annoying.

I'm sorry, baby.

I look awful in the morning.

Well, I think you look sexy as hell

and it's noon.

What was your time?

- Uh, what did you say?
- What was your time?

Oh, I don't know, maybe three minutes.

That's it?

What do you mean "that's it"?

We're going scuba diving,
not snorkelling.

Nervous?

Yeah. Maybe a little.

You've got this. And three minutes
is actually really good.

Especially in a bathtub.

Just think of the lake
as one big bathtub.

Reflex.

You're such a d*ck. You're driving.

You can tell it's summer
by the fact the hay has been brought in

and taken into bales.

And there's
a wonderful river valley below.

Oh, my god.

Ben, what the f*ck? Stop it.

- What does the GPS say?
- It says that we're here.

I mean, we're lost.

Well, it wouldn't exactly
be easy to find

if it was really
such a super-secret spot, would it?

Guess that means
I gotta go ask someone.

So here we are
in south west France.

A very typical...

In my opinion, slightly dying village.

And here's
a classic world w*r two monument.

You notice a lot of the names
are shared.

So there was few families here, which
lost a lot of their favourite sons.

As I said, it's sort of a dying village
because you'll notice

a lot of the houses on this main square
have for sale signs in them.

Doesn't appear
to be many people around and...

This one's also for sale.

You can notice in the architecture
of the small window up by the attic

which would often be used
as a storeroom.

They would have often had
a joist and a pulley system

to bring the bags of grain up
and stored in the attic.

Fruit.

Let me guess, they've never heard of it.

Actually they said that...

So...

- We can't see it?
- No, we can't miss it.

Not so secret spot, huh?

f*ck's sake.

Oh, it's really creepy over there.

- It's really creepy everywhere.
- I know.

- , views on the sanatorium video.
- So?

I want more.

Every dickhead with a gopro
is down there.

Well, that's a bit ironic, isn't it?

Tb urbex isn't exactly going
to break the Internet today.

So what?

I thought the whole point was
to get out of the library,

stop reading about those things,
start living them.

You're acting like a little baby.

You're just relieved
you won't have to dive.

Sorry, look, I-I-I know
you trained really hard for this.

Why don't we just be tourists
for the day?

Do that boat thing, lay on the beach.

- We're going to need wine though.
- Oh, thank you for this.

Ben, please don't invite him over
for a drink. Please.

Thank you.

New friend?

Pierre.

He tells me there's nothing
but ruins and sh*t down there.

Apparently all the houses were
destroyed before the flood, so...

Even without all those tourists,
frais lake was...

Never really worth our time.

If only we could have found out
beforehand.

Well, this part of the lake's
not worth our time.

For a relatively small fee,
Pierre's offered to take us

to an isolated arm of the lake
that runs deep into the woods.

Apparently it's very difficult to access

and according to him
a proper secret spot.

I thought we agreed
to just be tourists for the day.

I know. But listen, babe, at
the bottom of this part of the lake...

- Come on. You're being annoying.
- There's a perfectly preserved house.

"Forest cantaloupe."

Chanteloup.

- It means singing wolf.
- Cool name.

Erm, and what about the house's area?
What's it called?

Nothing. It's not on any map.

The region suffered a series of
devastating floods about years ago.

Then construction to control
the water flow began in, er...

. Wikipedia.

- Go on, Pierre.
- The village was emptied.

The valley voluntarily flooded.

And that's how frais lake came to be.

With a pack of tourists like you
come to dive there since.

Guys. Do I need
to, erm, pay for subtitles here?

I was saying that we'll have to cover
the last couple of miles by foot.

We're not gonna go viral by...

It's a long way,
but I promise it's worth it.

Watch where you put your feet,
darling.

- Why? Do you think there are snakes?
- You'll see.

So he is the bold one
and you're the scared one.

Yeah, I can get nervous
but I'm working on it.

Voilà.

Repairs to the hf seem to have worked,

so we shouldn't lose sound this time.

What is that thing?

It's, er, my drone. His name's Tom.

Tom.

Like a peeping Tom.

Someone who likes to watch.

It's gonna follow us
everywhere sh**ting in k.

Four what?

Nice sticker.

Cross of nero.
Symbolizes the death christendom.

Those hippies didn't know that
when they chose it as their symbol.

You didn't want
to tell me that beforehand?

- What does it mean?
- Peace and evil, darling.

What did you say?

All I heard was like,
"mort blah blah blah."

Nothing.

Drop it.

Just an old family motto.

You got minutes of air and
you can hold your breath close to three.

You've got this.

We're going to be in and out. I promise.

We'll get back to New York,
we'll edit the footage.

Once we reach our first million views,

we're going straight
to the littlest chapel in Vegas.

A drive-through wedding.

Ok.

Just below,
it's the perfect spot to propose.

You swim straight for minutes.

You cannot miss it.

Follow the stairs down.

The stairs?

Sound test. Say something, Tina.

That guy gave me the creeps.

I hear you loud and clear.

- Let's go.
- He kept staring at me.

Watch out, shark.

No, I'm serious.
On the way back, you drive next to him.

Sure.

- Unless he's already left with the Van.
- What?

Just kidding. I got the keys.

So here we are in the lac du frais.

Visibility is pretty good.

We're reaching
the first plateau ten meters down.

Ben!

Ben!

- What?
- Look! My fin. It's stuck.

Oh, sh*t. Come on. Help me.

Wait here and I'll come
pick you up on the way back.

Shut up. Let's keep going.

Hey, look.

Wow, it's a rover.

A rover p , even.

It's in great condition.

Amazing.

- You ever see anything like it?
- It's fairly common in lakes.

It's not sea water, you know.

- Made in britain, baby, just like me.
- Yeah and pig's blood pudding.

Ah. Touché.

Will you put a song on?

Jesus. Ben!

What? You don't like it?

Better?

"Follow the stairs down."

Wow. There she is.

More than meters down.

We see before us
the gates to the property.

I forgot how superstitious
people are in these parts.

No kidding.

- Oh, no! No trespassing I guess.
- Yep. Shall we go back up?

Nice try, baby.

Come on. Let's do it.

So weird. All the fish have gone.

Maybe the no trespassing sign
was for them.

That man Pierre is full of sh*t.

- It's not a house. It's a shed.
- No, silly.

It's a crypt. Montegnac.

Private mausoleum in the garden.

- Must've been well off.
- What's wrong with the song?

Turn it off.

No. No, no, no,
don't do that. It's bad luck.

You're way too superstitious.

God is watching over us.

- Stop it.
- Inri.

Stop!

Inri...

This place is massive.
Lots to discover, I bet.

Come on, Tina.

It's unbelievable.

It's steel. And sealed shut.

It's all right.
We'll find a way in.

Let's split up.

It's completely shuttered up.

But why shutter a house
that's going to get flooded?

Let's find out.

Upstairs.

Same deal.

There's no way to pry these windows
open from the outside.

If you want to try the chimney,
you're going down first.

No need.

Voilà!

sh*t!

The b*stard better not
have knackered my drone. You're right.

Yeah.

Top scares get the maximum likes.

- I just hope you got that on camera.
- Oh, yeah, I got it.

Send in the drone.

Out of the way.

Must be the attic.

But they left all the furniture.

Raise your glass to our discovery.

Look.

- I loved these as a kid.
- So pretty.

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells

insane.

Hm, my grandma had one just like that.

That's so cool.

Yeah.

f*ck!

- What?
- f*ck.

Oh, my god,
that scared the hell out of me.

Cool. Creepy dolls always work.

Oh.

Air?

I have percent left.

- Eighty four percent for me.
- Right. Breathe a little slower. Ok?

Ok.

Good.

Relax. The house doesn't look too big.

It won't take us long.

Jesus.

Come on.

It's pitch black.
I can't see a thing.

- Ladies first.
- Very funny. Send in the drone.

Let's see what the sonar says.

What did you say?

- Nothing.
- What?

- I heard a voice.
- Must have been interference.

Like long frequency,
a radio or plane or something.

Absence of echo means nothing there.

No fish, no doll to leap out at you.

We can proceed.

Oh, that's cool.

They look like a bunch of freaks.

I'd say they look like
your average French family.

Shut up!

Tina, quick selfie for our followers.

Ugh. Does it have to be
in front of a dead animal?

For our followers.
It's just a skull.

Are you pitching to hunters now?

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I don't like this place.

I don't like it either. I love it.

This could be the door
to a million views.

This house was underwater
before I was even born.

I mean,
how is this stuff not all decayed?

What kind of kids were those?

Weird kids.

Tina, check me out.

Yee-ha!

No, no, no. Stop.
Come on. Have a little respect.

- Great shot, right?
- Sure.

- What do you think?
- Your followers will love it.

f*ck! Tina.

- What?
- Look.

There's someone behind that.

What are you talking about?

You're freaking me out
with your stupid pranks.

sh*t, the light.

Switch that back on.

It's not me, I swear.
I didn't touch a thing.

For f*ck sake, Ben. If you're trying
to freak me out, I promise you...

Tina, honestly, I saw human silhouette.

You didn't see it?

- Knock it off. You're freaking me out.
- Ok. Sorry.

It was most likely nothing.
Just a shadow.

You d*ck. Don't even do that.

What's up with Tom?
Jesus, Tom. Don't do this sh*t to me.

- Maybe the fish damaged it.
- Maybe.

I rebooted him.

I hope he holds out
till the end of the dive.

Moving on.

Heading downstairs.

Hey. It's the front door.

- What are those marks?
- They look like... scratches.

What the hell?

f*ck.

Like someone was trapped
inside the house.

What was that?

A piano?

- Another diver?
- I don't know.

Do you think
it's Pierre messing with us?

I haven't got a clue.

Tom's detecting movement.

It just stopped.

Let's take a look-see.

What is moving?

I don't understand. I see nothing.

I don't get it.
Is it us that's setting him off?

Impossible.
Tom has us in his parameters.

Must have been a fish.
Came down the chimney.

And the piano?

Most likely it was a string
that snapped from the corrosion.

You can try explain it away,

but there's something
very wrong with this place.

Ben, the shadow, the scratches
on the door, the weird sounds.

- Everything's weird underwater.
- Ben, admit it!

Yeah, it's pretty freaky.

But this is an absolute first.

There's no such thing
as haunted houses.

Sure, yeah.
There's some weird stuff going on.

But just imagine the mad film
we're going to bring back.

We're not in any kind of danger.

But now we're here, honestly...

Don't you want to go a bit further?

Sure.

I mean, there can't
be many rooms left to see.

With what just happened, I cannot lie,

we're starting to freak out.

The adrenaline is pumping.

And we continue our exploration.

So we reach the next room.

- Are those what I think they are?
- Yeah.

Missing people posters.

- And it's all kids.
- What kind of freaks collect those?

Here's the kitchen.

Oh, sh*t. It's down again.

- Sure the batteries aren't dead?
- They're brand new.

sh*t!

- What the hell was that?
- No idea.

Holy sh*t.

What the hell
is that doing in a kitchen?

There's a door behind it.
Come on, Teenie.

What if it's a secret room?

What the f*ck are we doing?

Come on. Give me a hand.

Yeah, I got it.

Pull on that side.

Pull it up.

Promise me
this is the last room we explore.

I promise.

It's too dark.

I can't see a thing down here.

The water's too murky.

It's useless.

I'll send the drone.

We'll be fine. Ok?

Come on. Let's go.

Look at this.

What's with all the video gear?

It's film.

Super .

Wait.

There was lots of film
in the kids' bedroom, too.

What kind of stuff were they filming?

What the f*ck is that?

That's it. I'm out.
We're going back up.

Ok.

You're right. Let's go.

Ben!

We'll go, we'll go.
Just a few more shots.

Just two minutes, no more.
Please, Tina. Wait for me here.

Ok, two shots,
and we're out of here, Ben. Two.

Ok.

They must've been chained up
down here before it was all flooded.

Chained up alive. Why?

I guess the answer is under there.

A pentagram.

That's satanic sh*t.

And the masks, too?

They look like t*rture masks
from the middle ages.

Who are they?

And how come they're... intact?

I have no idea.

You think
that's because of the lake water, too?

It's impossible.
They should be skeletons.

What the...

- What are you doing?
- Stay here. I'll just take a look.

Ben, don't leave me alone.

Don't worry.

I'm here.

Do you see anything?

f*ck.

What? What's wrong?

Ben.

- Ben! Ben, come back.
- Ok.

Now!

What was behind the door?

Nothing. Just more cameras.

- We're calling the cops.
- No.

They'll confiscate our memory cards.

This is more than a flooded house, Ben.
It's a crime scene.

Oh, my god!

Look!
There's a f*cking brick wall.

How?

No.

- No.
- Stop, Tina.

No, no, no, no.

- We're trapped!
- Stop, Tina!

We're never gonna get out!

- Maybe we got the wrong room.
- Bullshit!

- Tina, look at me. Calm down.
- No, no, no.

- Look! You can see.
- You're breathing air way too fast.

- How the f*ck did that get here?
- No idea. Please.

Calm down.

- Breathe slowly.
- Ok.

Otherwise we won't have time
for our stops on the ascent.

- Ok?
- Ok.

It's gonna be fine.
Breathe like me.

There's someone there!

- Oh, my god, I saw someone.
- Where?

- There! Right behind you!
- There's nothing there.

- There, there.
- Are you sure?

The house.

No.

The house is haunted, Ben.

- Could be.
- Then we're never gonna get out.

We're never gonna get out.

We're gonna drown.

- I don't want to die.
- We're going to get out, Tina. Ok?

Let's go back down. Try the windows.

Ok.

Control your breathing.

It's going to be just fine.
Just take my hand.

Ok.

- What's going on?
- f*ck!

- It won't f*cking break.
- Oh, no. Oh, no.

- I'll try and open the shutters.
- Ok, ok.

Oh, sh*t!

Oh, Ben! Ben!

Ben! The fish!

The fish.

- What?
- The fish, it's back.

There must be another way in.

- Ok. Can you see it?
- There, it went into the kitchen.

Wait, wait. There it is.

You're going back down there?

It's our only hope.

- Holy sh*t.
- What?

- What is it?
- Nothing.

- You see it?
- No! I lost it!

Oh, sh*t!

It found an opening
but it's too small for us.

Why did you put the music back on?

- What music?
- Turn it off.

It's not me.

There's a well.

f*ck!

There's a grate.

Jesus, Ben! Turn it off!

Ben?

Ben? The couple...

Ben, the couple disappeared.

Ben, talk to me!

Ben! Ben, talk to me!

Ben!

Ben!

Help!

Tina!

Tina, can you hear me?

You ok, baby?

I called for help
and you didn't answer.

- I was right behind you.
- I was attacked.

It was the chains. It was the chains.

I was right here
looking for the fish.

When I turned around,
you were upside down.

- You're hurt!
- Ben, the bodies.

- They disappeared.
- What?

Look!

No.

- No, it can't be.
- They're dead.

- No!
- They're f*cking dead.

No!

No.

What are you doing?

Ben, no, no, no.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Oh, it's them.

It's the owners of the house.

sh*t!

Swim! Go! Swim.

f*ck!

Swim!

They're f*cking alive!

They can't be.

f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!

Ben.

Shut the door. Shut the door!

The chimney...
The chimney, it's our only chance.

Ben. Ben, I can't breathe! Ben, I'm...

- I'm suffocating.
- Short, shallow breaths, Tina.

We are getting out.

It's narrow. Take your tank off.

- Ben, I'm not going to make it.
- Breathe.

Breathe like this...

Good, Tina.

Great.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

This rope up.
Our way out is at the top there.

I'll send Tom up to give us some light.

We can do this, all right?

Come on.

You good?

- Are you with me?
- Yes.

Almost there, Tina.
We'll make it out, I promise.

Not far now. Hang in there.

Come on.

What the f*ck is that?

What the f*ck is that?

Oh! Take cover!

f*ck!

Ben.

Ben?

Ben! Ben, I'm stuck in the chimney.

Ben, where are you?

Help.

Ben?

Ben, answer me.

Ben, answer me!

Talk to me.

Talk to me.

Ben!

Tina? Tina, are you ok?

Come on, Tom.

Work! Work, you f*ck!

Oh, sh*t.

Ben, where are you?

Talk to me.

Ben, talk to me!

Tina, where are you?

Tina!

Tina, I'm locked in the bedroom.
I'm upstairs.

Damn it!

Oh, sh*t!

sh*t.

Ben!

Ben, where are you?

Ben?

Ben, answer me!

f*ck.

Pierre, you b*stard.

You're the montegnac's son!

Come on, Tom. Work! Work, you f*ck!

Tina, can you hear me?

Tina, are you ok?

f*ck! Tina!

Ben! Ben, where are you?

Ben, can you hear me?

Ben!

Ben!

Where are you?

Ben!

Ben!

Ben.

Ben, are you here?

Ben!

Oh, Ben.

Ben!

Ben, I'm here.

I'm here, sweetheart. Are you ok?

Oh, my god. Are you hurt?

Oh, your mask!

- It's leaking. What's going on?
- I'm better.

- I'm better now.
- Ok. Ok.

- How much air do you have left?
- I don't know.

Ok, you have percent.

- I have eight percent left.
- You'll die before me.

What?

- What are you talking about?
- We're out of danger now.

Ben!

Snap out of it. You're in shock.

Ben, we're gonna get out of here.

For f*ck sake, wake up.

Please.

Please. I love you, baby.

Oh, my god.
Something's in my suit. f*ck! f*ck!

Oh, f*ck. Help!

Do you see anything?

Oh, my god, it's crawling up my ribs!

Keep calm, Tina.

Where is it? Where is it?

Oh, my god. I can feel it up my neck.

It's only a snake.

What? What?

Look at me, Tina.

- Open your mouth.
- What?

Let it in.

- What?
- Swallow it!

Let go of me, Ben!

- Did you see that?
- It's the house.

She knows...

- She knows your fears.
- What?

Soon we'll have nothing to be afraid of.

Where are you going?

- The cellar.
- Not the cellar, Ben, no!

We already explored the basement.
There's nothing down there.

- You'll see.
- No. No, Ben!

This is the way.

The way out?

Trust me.

Almost there.

This is it.

Oh, my god. Finally.

What?

Come in, Tina.

There's nothing here.
It's a dead end.

This is where it all begins,
my love.

- Where is the way out?
- There was never a way out.

- We're safe here.
- f*ck.

- Five percent.
- Good, Tina.

Breathe like me.

We belong to this place now.

We've been chosen.

Ben!

What the f*ck is that?

Mr montegnac and his son, Pierre.

Pierre?

They would kidnap kids
from the neighbouring farms

and sacrifice them.

- The f*ck set us up!
- It's not a trap, darling.

It's a gift. A sacrifice.

Sarah.

The locals came
to avenge their dead children.

They k*lled her in her own bed.

What the f*ck is that?

But Pierre managed to escape.

What are you talking about?
I don't care.

I don't want to die here.

Masks of shame.

Intended to punish.

No!

Don't be afraid, Tina.

She will guide us.

What? What?

Join us, Tina.

No, no!

Join us, Tina.

Join us, Tina.

Get off me!

Ben, get off me!

Let me go!

- Ben!
- We cannot stay here.

I'm going to k*ll you, my love.

Don't be afraid.

Ben, let me go!
I don't want to die here. No!

Don't worry. I shall die as well.

Ben, this isn't you!

Don't fight it, Tina.

This is our chance
to be part of something.

Something much bigger than us.

- Tina?
- Yes?

- Yes, my love. I'm here.
- What happened?

We're out of time.
We need to go now.

Ok. There's a passageway above us.
Maybe it's the way out.

- Ok.
- Count your breath, baby. Ok?

No!

Ben!

Oh, no.