(slate clacks)
(static crackling)
[Reporter] Believed to be behind a string
of gruesome murders
at several hotels over the past two weeks.
Police are urging anyone with information,
no matter how small, to come forward.
(static hisses)
(chewing) Graham, this sh*t is good!
(straw gargling) (fly buzzing)
I wonder what's in this.
I heard it's not really meat.
(thunder clapping)
- (chewing) Really?
(wind crashes)
I am the overlord!
Holy sh*t, it's Freddy French Fry!
Stop asking so many goddam questions
and eat the burger!
(Graham and friend
choking) (thunder clapping)
(demon roaring) (flesh squelches)
Hey man, just listen
to me, you got the job,
and an extra 5K under the table.
Greasy Boys Burgers...
Screw the old man, out
a Boston deal but, uh...
No, it was
They're coming to get you, Barbara.
(heave bass music
muffling) - Hold on, John.
And remember, my friend
- Hey!
- Future events such as...
Turn that f*cking music off!
(heavy bass music
muffling) (people laughing)
No respect, I get no f*cking respect.
But what do I expect?
Renting rooms to a goddam
bunch of spring breaker f*ck!
That is why you are here...
(soft ominous music) (car humming)
Sara, can you let Brandi know we're
about 40 minutes away from the hotel?
Okay, and sent.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh
my god, oh my god, oh my god!
She said that Chris Cunningham
and Sean Miller are there.
(both girls laughing)
Oh, and Tobe.
Tobe?
Heard he gave Liz an STD.
Hm, I mean, allegedly.
Oh my god, rumor or not, Tobe isn't
I'm just kidding, okay?
But honestly, Tobe is
gross without a doubt.
For real. (Laughs)
What about Chris, you
think he'll notice me?
Rachelle, you are a
freaking beauty queen, okay?
He'd either have to be blind
or not have a brain to not notice you.
Rachelle, look out! (Rachelle exclaims)
(tires screeching)
(chilling beat)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
(tires screeching)
(car accelerating) (intense music)
Oh my god, he's f*cking running after us.
We just avoided a
serial k*ller, am I right?
- What the f*ck was that?
- Keep going.
(intense music)
Text Brandi and tell
her to look out for us.
(light flicking) (soft ominous music)
(man whistling melodically)
You know, I do a mean
Bruce Springsteen impression.
Really?
Yeah, would you like to hear it?
- I would love to.
- Alright.
Hey, hey there. (Bass music muffling)
My, my name's Bruce,
and look at these g*ns.
These g*ns?
- Oh yeah, these g*ns.
- Mm-hm.
(man chuckling)
(phone softly vibrating) (couple giggling)
- Damn.
- Yeah.
(party guests chatter indistinctly)
So they take whatever percentage
- Uh-huh.
- They do all that...
I love tonight's vibe...
(people chatter indistinctly)
(soft ambient music)
(door clatters) (girls screaming)
Oh my god! (All laughing and cheering)
- I know, it's been a while!
- Oh my god, oh my god!
Oh my god, oh my god, you would not believe
what almost happened
to us before we got here.
We were literally almost
k*lled by some creep.
Oh my god, how?
Yeah, some f*cking
homeless guy was standing
in the middle of the road and tried
to pull Rachelle out of the car.
- Mm-hm.
- For f*cking real?
Yeah, I'm not even f*cking lying.
Oh yeah, I don't wanna
talk about it anymore.
Was a long ride over here.
Is there any food?
Um, well, there's hot dogs and beer,
but no microwave.
(ambient music muffling)
Oh, we could boil them.
- Boiled hot dogs?
- Yeah.
That's gross as sh*t.
Yeah, that's all you, Rachelle.
I'd rather die before
eating a boiled hot dog.
(faucet running) How about some beer?
- Yes.
- Yeah?
- Yes.
- Let's do that.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
(light upbeat music)
(cans snapping)
(upbeat electronic a
music) (people laughing)
I am batting a thousand, boys, woo!
Record-breaking, bros.
- Oh.
- Oh, record-breaking record.
No tail during spring break.
Oh, what are you talking about, bro?
The party literally just started, bro.
- No way.
- Already I see
someone right over there ready
to add towards the score card.
[Chris] Oh, bro, you are
While you guys are standing
and waiting around for d*ck sh*t,
I'm gonna make some more margarita
and, uh, pick some, some chicks.
Okay, but while you're over there,
can you get me like another
- No.
- Margarita?
Oh, you, b*tch, wow.
Bro, guy ain't get no play, bro.
No, nah, nah.
Bro, everybody knows
he's like a buffet of STDs.
Hey, get a whiff. (Inhales)
Ah, that's not that chlorine,
that's that gonorrhea.
(Chris and Sean laughing)
Ah, ah, look, look, she
smells it, she smells it.
Ah, nasty b*tch.
Nah, nah, we playing, dude.
Bro, you trying to go back
to the hotel room, get some play?
- sh*t.
- Yeah.
Deal with the Tobophile, man.
- Yeah, let's go, man.
- Nasty.
(upbeat music muffling)
Oh! Uh-huh, nope.
(door creaking) (upbeat music muffling)
No, let's not (coughs) (girls coughing)
(gasps) Look who just walked in.
Ooh!
(all whispering indistinctly)
Uh-huh?
Your t*ts out.
- Jesus.
- What? Buzzkill.
(Sean and Chris chatter indistinctly)
Hey, Sean.
Hey, Rachelle. (Chuckles)
It's Sara.
That's what I said.
Go now. (Hand smacks)
So, uh, I guess you
think my name's Sara, huh?
Nah, I already know who you are.
You remember me from Freshman Humanities?
[Chris] How could I forget?
(upbeat electronic a music)
Hey, cheers to that.
- It was actually pretty cool.
- Awesome, yeah.
(party guests chatter indistinctly)
(electricity hissing)
(chilling beat)
(party guests chatter indistinctly)
(electricity crackling)
(electricity buzzing) (ominous music)
[Party Guest] Who the f*ck is that?
(flesh squelching)
(electricity buzzing continues)
(victim groaning)
(guests shouting indistinctly)
(ominous techno music)
[Party Guest] Come
on, move it, guys, move it!
(knife whips) (guest grunts)
Get outta the way, outta the way!
(electric buzzing continues)
(intense techno music)
(bones crunching) (victim screaming)
(intense techno music)
(flesh squelches) (water splashes)
(electric buzzing continues) (Tobe panting)
(knife slings) (victim screaming)
(bones crunching) (flesh squelching)
(body thuds) (electricity buzzing)
(Sara giggles)
Whoa, the pool lights are going off
like the Fourth of July.
(Sean laughing)
Nah, that's just the Tobester over there
making all those
drinks for all those girls.
Something about him
just makes my skin crawl.
How would you like it if we
like grabbed a beer or something
and like talked about
our favorite horror movies?
I would so love that.
Yeah, just, uh, let me take
a piss real quick. (Chuckles)
Cool.
(upbeat music muffling)
(dying victim gasps) (water flowing)
(soft ominous music)
(Tobe whimpers)
(water flowing continues)
(soft chilling music)
(chilling beat)
(intense music)
Oh! (Whimpering)
(Tobe screaming)
(Tobe groaning) (flesh squelching)
(Tobe thuds)
(soft chilling music)
(electricity buzzing)
(upbeat music muffling)
(Sean laughing)
[Sara] Ooh, you know I've had a crush
on you since freshman year.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
Is that what you like?
(Sara giggling)
Make a margarita.
Wait, what?
I really want a margarita.
Like right now?
Like right-now right now.
Well, like, what about like us right now
Okay, give me a margarita... Uh-huh.
And I promise to
make it worth your while.
(upbeat music muffling)
- Alright, (chuckling)
That's all you had to say.
You sit tight, Michelle,
I'll be right back, all right?
Uh, it's Sara
Don't even worry about it
- Whatever.
- I got you.
(chilling music)
The f*ck?
(knife slings) (intense music)
(flesh squelches)
(Sara screaming)
Wait, no! (Groans) (flesh squelches)
(intense music)
(Brandi whimpering)
No! (Boiled water bubbling)
No(screaming)
(screaming gargling) (hot water splashing)
(Brandi screaming)
(Brandi screaming muffling)
(ominous music)
Hey, as*h*le!
(Chris grunts) (hand pounds)
(Christ choking)
(bones crunch)
(intense music)
(chilling beat)
(soft ominous music)
(k*ller breathes heavily)
(footsteps clattering)
(door creaking) (door clatters)
(soft ominous music continues)
(ominous music pulsating)
(Rachelle whimpers)
(Rachelle whimpers)
(Rachelle sniffling)
(Rachelle softly breathing)
(Rachelle exclaims)
(Rachelle crying) (soft chilling music)
(door creaks)
(Rachelle panting)
(chilling beat)
(knife slings) (Rachelle exclaims)
(soft chilling music)
(Rachelle gasps)
(k*ller heavily breathing)
(soft ominous music)
(soft ominous music)
Have they caught that
woman, that thing yet?
(remote clicks) (static hisses)
Forgive me, madam.
(electricity buzzing) (soft ominous music)
(police radio crackling)
(crowd chatters indistinctly)
(distant siren wailing)
(soft ominous music)
(soft chilling music)
This is Mary Martinez reporting live
(static crackles) for News Channel 8.
We're the first on scene here
at the Value Inn from...
From what seems to be a
complete and absolute m*ssacre.
(exhales) There seems to be a lot
of bodies in the pool and in a hotel room.
And there was a large man with a mask
that came in and attacked a guest.
There was also a
reported employee that was,
that was found dead on scene.
We're gonna stay here on this
(static crackles)
We'll report as much as
we know when it comes in.
(demonic voice distorts)
(light synthwave music)
I know how you're feeling inside
I see the pain
I see the pain
And I know where
you're lurking to at night
Out in the fog
And the rain
With that smile and that
hair around your neck
You'll never take a look
right back at your reflection
When m*rder's on your mind
Ya got nothin' left to lose
Yeah, he's workin' on
the nowhere collection
(cackling distorting) (static hissing)
(soft music) (camera clicks)
(investigator sighs)
Whew.
Well, looks like we're all done here.
What are you feeling for lunch?
I don't know, we had ribs
at the last m*rder-suicide.
m*rder-suicide?
The Prescott family, last Friday?
Oh, yeah, that's right, that's right.
But I'm not really
getting barbecue cravings
from this scene.
Feels more like a sushi vibe to me.
f*ck it, it's Tuesday!
- Let's have tacos.
- Yes, tacos.
That kinda looks like
your ex-wife, by the way.
(investigator groans)
- I wish.
(soft music)
(knuckle tapping)
Detective Cain?
How many bodies?
Excuse me?
How many bodies in there?
Why don't you step outta the car
and we'll go over the details.
(soft ominous music)
I am Sheriff Daniels from Lakes County.
(soft ominous music
continues) (traffic rustling)
(flies buzzing)
So far, 31 confirmed dead,
21 at the pool, another nine over
[Cain] I wanna see the room.
(flies buzzing)
What kind of sick son of a
b*tch does something like this?
(soft ominous music)
They called him The Sandman.
(soft ominous music) (flies buzzing)
Greasy Boys Burger... Next up for the
- 100-yard dash, Mark Price.
- Value is here.
[Radio] Get a small Freddy French Fries
- I still work, baby, come on.
- And a single Greasy Burger
for $1, now that's to die for.
- Some serious noise here
- for a short cut.
- Coming up next,
a track for all you restless souls.
(car beeping)
- The hell?
Check engine?
- But first, a little warning.
What do you mean check engine?
I just had this damn thing serviced!
- What the?
- You hear knocking at your
door, and you're not... No!
- Expecting company.
- Come on, come on, no!
- Don't answer.
- A little further,
come on, baby, come on, no!
- Guests check in
- No, don't!
- But never check out.
Start!
Oh f*ck, no, sh*t, dammit!
I'm so close!
So f*cking close to work!
Oh, son of a b*tch!
Ow, damn it to hell.
(Mark grunts)
(birds chirping) (Mark groaning)
Come, AAA, work your magic for me.
(groans) No signal, out in the middle
of BFE and no f*cking signal!
What else could get worse?
(sighs) Well, time to make
like Gulliver and travel.
Hey, mister, mister, hey,
can you help me please?
Car trouble?
Yeah, it-it just stopped running on me.
Just stalled right in the side of the road.
I don't know what's wrong with it.
Don't know the first thing
about cars and I'm late for work.
Yeah, I can take a look
at it for you, no problem.
Okay, I got tools in the back.
There's a little lever to pop the hatch.
(trunk)
Yeah, you're in luck, I'm a mechanic.
Yeah, it's my duty.
Dude, that is awesome.
Just might make it to work on time yet.
Guess this day's starting
to turn around for me.
I think I know exactly
what your problem is.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Man, you're a f*cking lifesav
(tire iron thwacking) (Mark grunting)
No! (Gurgles) (chilling music)
(blood gurgling)
Yeah, I'm a real f*cking lifesaver.
(tire iron thuds)
(man breathing heavily)
(trunk door thuds)
(soft ominous music) (birds chirping)
(car door clattering)
(car door clicks)
(soft ominous music) (birds chirping)
(man inhaling)
(man exhales)
(soft ominous music) (birds chirping)
(engine sputtering)
(car rustles)
(customers chatter indistinctly)
Here, let me get that for ya.
Oh, thanks.
What can I get you gentlemen to drink?
Coffee.
Um, actually, can I have a minute?
- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.
(soft music)
67 hotels from here to the state line.
We have no clue where this guy's going.
Sheriff, it doesn't matter what you do.
He's always a day ahead of us
and ya end up finding his
calling card and not him.
(bell chimes)
- So you tell me
that how we saw that crime scene is
how he leaves all of 'em?
Alright, what can I get
you handsome devils to eat?
I'm gonna have the, uh, Double Greasy.
Alright, and what side?
The Freddy French Fries.
Alright, you got it.
What would you like then?
Fine, just the coffee.
- Copy that.
- Thanks.
Get your Double Greasy ready.
(soft music)
- Sure?
I mean, I'm buyin'. (Chuckles)
And now I'm not hungry, so thanks for that.
Every hotel has one room he chooses.
He kills all the guests, all the staff.
He even checks in the
victims throughout the night.
Why does he do it?
I guess he's just some sick f*ck.
Just like John Wayne Gacy
and any other serial k*ller.
But what's different about him is
what he does in that room,
always with the number six.
Different body parts, he makes this
moth-like statue out of human body parts.
Sick f*ck is right, Jesus.
I've been chasing
this guy for four years.
It never gets easier after I
see what he leaves behind.
What you could do is
lock down those 67 hotels
and put a patrol car in each one of 'em.
It's not gonna happen,
it's tourism season.
The mayor is not gonna have it.
Figured you were gonna say that.
Alright, here is your Double Greasy.
Can I actually get it to go now?
Can I get the check please?
Yeah, sure, of course.
Here's the check and
I will go get you a box.
Thanks.
I got this, just be ready
in the morning, Sheriff.
I'm sure we'll have more
dead spring breakers.
Try to sleep with that in your conscience.
I sure haven't been able
to for the past four years.
And enjoy your burger while you can.
I don't think you'll be
eating much meat after
what you're about to witness. (Hand slams)
(customers chatter
indistinct) (soft ominous music)
(light guitar jazz muffling)
Hey, how was your day?
It sucked!
Well, have a good night.
Did Sal give you the weekend off?
Nope.
I asked the son of a b*tch for
tonight and the weekend off,
and you wanna know what he does?
Schedules me seven f*cking days straight.
Oh, and he tells me he
needs me for the holiday rush.
Look, there's four f*cking
people out here tonight.
He approved my time off.
I just think he hates you, man.
Wait, he approved your time?
Yuh-huh.
(light guitar jazz muffling)
Oh, great, more d*uche bags?
I mean guests.
You keep talking like that,
Sal's gonna make you
clean the dumpsters again.
Hey!
I'm not paying you two meat beaters
to stand there jerking each other off.
Look, we got a guest.
(luggage wheels rattling)
(light guitar jazz muffling)
Hello, Sugar.
I had a room here for tonight.
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, what,
um, what's-what's the name?
It's under the name, Watson.
Watson, Watson,
oh, right, here it is, uh,
Oh, here it is, so sign
this, and you're room 104.
Alright, uh, you're all set.
It's right down there, I-I can, yep, okay.
You have a pleasant stay.
(luggage wheels rattling)
(light guitar jazz muffling)
Well, I'll be dipped,
double-battered and deep fried.
After I get done taking this giant sh*t,
those dumpsters better be spotless.
(light guitar jazz muffling)
That man is the reason
we have no customers.
Smoke show.
That might've been the most
beautiful woman I've ever seen.
(chuckles) Scored
chicks like that before, man.
(scoffs) Oh, okay.
- Mm-hm, mm.
- You live in your
- grandparents' basement.
- Believe it.
Oh, oh, oh, let me guess,
pick her up in your race car bed?
Dude, I told you, my bed frame broke
and that was the only one we had.
Uh-huh.
I don't still have it.
(chuckles) Right, you
just keep telling yourself that.
- Hey!
- (Scoffs) Let's go.
(bass music muffling)
- We're gonna get beer.
Empty hotel and my room
is next to a f*cking party.
Just what I needed tonight.
(soft synthwave music)
(keyboard clacking)
(soft ballad rock music)
(soft ominous music)
(gentle ambient music)
Now that we're alone,
let's have some fun.
(light ambient music continues)
I'm already having fun. (Giggles)
Well, I'm talking about
you and me.
Sex, I'm talking about sex.
That's all you had to say.
(light ambient music continues)
(cup clattering)
Whoa! (Guy thumps)
(keyboard clacking)
(ambient music muffling)
(couple moaning muffling)
Oh, you gotta be f*cking kidding me.
(car rustling)
(car door clattering)
Alright, thanks, Fred.
Hey, anytime.
Yeah, it's gonna be a crazy one.
You know we're here.
(light music)
(Fred chuckles)
There's so much to choose from.
Anything I can help with?
Jesus Christ, man!
No, man, no, we're good.
Alright, let me know.
Alright, is it me or is it creepy to be
that customer-servicey in
a small rundown gas stop?
Serial k*ller vibes.
Guy's gotta be mental.
Come on, come on!
- Oh my god, he's jacking off.
- Come on, come on!
- Hey, sicko!
- Shh-shh!
What the f*ck?
(die clatters)
- Nat20!
Sorry, I've been practicing my rolling
for the campaign this week.
We thought you were... Dude, Josh, no.
Thought I was what?
You know, um, 'bating.
Debating, debating about what?
You know, choking the chicken.
Chulad does not harm animals.
Alright, can we
It's not his character.
Can we pay for our stuff and go?
Wait, is this you all the time
or are you like playing with us right now?
Oh, I, Chulad does not play.
He only works and slays.
Okay, I'm too high for this, man.
Oh, what high level are you?
If you don't mind my asking.
I see, I'm the maiden, Amber,
and this is my level-4 Intelligence ogre.
We'd like to pay for our
things and be on our way.
Ogre?
Just go with it.
Well, Chulad can help with that.
And I can talk slower for your ogre friend.
That will be $19.88, Maiden.
You heard him, ogre, pay Chulad.
Here's a 20.
A $20 bill!
It's a sign of nat20 good fortune.
Thank you, ogre.
Just keep the change, weirdo.
(light music)
Well, if it's higher than 10, I eat.
If it's lower, I leave.
(die clatters)
Gods are smiling down on
Chulad tonight. (Chuckling)
Did you want, uh, me to refund the ticket
for this weekend?
Or do you wanna call out?
Well, if we both call out,
isn't that a little suspicious?
Why don't we say, like, we're sick.
We both gave it to each other.
Oh, like the herps.
That could work.
I was kidding.
- No, no, I was kidding too.
- Mm-hm.
Hear me out before you shut me down.
I'm listening.
We tell him that we're f*ck buddies.
And that's when I f*cking stop listening.
You're-you're right,
you're right, it wouldn't work.
Way outta your league.
Oh, okay, if you wanna
tell yourself that, buddy, okay.
But look at these, huh?
Yeah, look at that.
Those are real, okay?
I'm the trophy wife in this
relationship, believe that.
Well, think this is a bust.
(liquid squelches)
- Ahh!
- Find anything?
Nothing good.
All right, let's go to the next room
before Margie The Maid catches us in here.
Are you the one that's
been taking her tips?
What?
No way, I thought that was you.
- No, I love Marge.
- Yeah, same.
Pretty sure it was f*cking Sal!
Huh, f*cking Sal.
(clock chiming) Oh, it's break time.
Let's go get our phones
back from f*cking Sal's office.
(soft ominous music)
Sal, do you have a minute?
I'm busy, Marge.
My check was short again
and I don't think that makes
Well, Marge, your pay was docked
because I've been having to go back in
and fix all your mistakes.
I cleaned those rooms,
I checked 'em twice.
What about my tips?
Tips?
Shitty maids don't get tips.
(soft ominous music)
(mouth chewing)
(Marge exhales)
You know what?
You can clean your own
damn rooms from now on.
I quit!
(banana slaps)
(light intense music)
No, you can't quit 'cause guess what,
you're f*cking fired!
So go take yourself somewhere else.
Take all your crying and moping
and do whatever you
wanna do 'cause guess what,
you ain't got a job no more, okay?
What do you think about that?
f*ck you, Sal!
You could suck my a*s!
(laughing) Oh, there it is!
You've been waiting for that one, huh?
Sam, Sam, come here,
Sal's yelling at Marge.
Guess what, I got something
for you to suck right now.
What do you think about that?
Take it with ya, I can-I'll
send you a package.
You can have this package.
Get the f*ck outta here, you know what?
Take that with ya, take that with ya.
Now get back to work or
you're getting fired next!
(both gasp)
(both laughing)
Dude, I can't believe Marge
just told Sal to suck her a*s.
Oh man, you are so
f*cked though, Sal saw you.
He saw you first.
Bullshit he did, he
didn't see me, he saw you.
Yeah, you got a recognizable
face 'cause of the pubes.
[Sam] f*ck off, dude.
(soft ominous music)
Hold on.
But I feel like I gotta puke.
Are you sure?
No, I think I'm just hungry.
Here, smoke this.
Can we just smoke it in the pool.
No way, Kyle likes
to slobber all over it.
(soft music)
(coughs) That weirdo at
the gas station k*lled my high.
Hm.
Just smoke a little with me, please?
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
(groans) Have to puke still.
Are you sure?
No, pass me the chips.
(soft music continues)
Did you already eat your chips?
No.
Oh my god, I only
grabbed one bag of chips.
Why don't you just have some of my chips?
Baby, I hate barbecue chips.
Gonna have to go back
and deal with that weirdo.
Alright, let's go.
Nah, we can't drive,
you and I are both too high.
Then let's walk.
No, just stay, I don't
want to get caught up
in his fantasy world again.
And how do you know so much about DnD?
There's lots of things
you don't know about me.
All you wanna do is smoke.
- Babe, that's not true.
- It's true.
Alright, when I get back,
teach me more about DnD.
Really?
Yeah, I'm only a level 4 Intelligence.
Oh.
And a level 20 as*h*le.
(soft music)
(woman retching)
(woman coughing)
I feel better now.
(chilling beat) (woman screaming)
(flesh squelches)
(blood gurgling) (woman gasping)
(woman thuds)
(bell chimes)
Oh, how can Chulad help...
Oh, the ogre returns.
Man, drop the act.
I'm here for a new bag, free of charge.
I'm not dealing with any of your bullshit
or I'm shoving my foot up your Chulad a*s.
Chulad does not just
work at this gas station.
You know where else Chulad works?
I don't give a sh*t.
I'm too high for this DnD sh*t.
(badge slams)
I'm also an undercover deputy
for the Lakes County Sheriff's Department,
busting underage spring breakers buying
booze. (Voice distorting)
Well, I'm not underage.
You just told me you
were high, Cheech & Chong.
(Fred's voice distorting)
(light music)
(soft music)
Josh and Erin should
have been back by now.
Well, maybe they're
enjoying the alone time too.
Maybe.
Uh...
Josh has my last joint.
(scoffs) That's all you
guys think about, is weed.
Like seriously, we just had sex.
Well, all you think about is drinking.
No, I also think about sex.
Like right now.
(soft ballad music)
You know what you are?
What am I?
(soft ballad music continues)
You are just a big-titted animal.
Go find that weed.
What, that's what you are.
I find you more attractive
when you're stoned.
Alright.
Well, guess I'll go look for him then.
Okay, well, I'm gonna get changed
and go drink by the pool.
So if you're not back in an hour,
I'm just gonna shower and go to bed.
(soft ballad music continues)
(Kyle scoffs)
(soft ballad music continues)
(door slams)
(soft ominous music)
I didn't get the chips.
Damn, girl, you decided
to smoke the whole thing?
(coughs) Babe?
You okay?
(soft chilling music)
(Josh coughing)
(bones crunching) (flesh squelching)
(head thuds)
(ominous music)
(door clatters)
(ominous music continues)
(ominous music continues)
(Sal sniffs)
(ominous music continues)
(coins clinking)
42 cents?
Well, it's greasy and it ain't much,
but it'll keep the booze flowing.
(coins clinking)
(ominous music continues) (door creaking)
(door clatters)
Hey!
Those two numb nuts.
Hey!
No smoking on the job!
Off your asses, there's
plenty to do around here.
Make it spotless. (Spits)
Spotless.
(distant car rustles)
"Make this place spotless."
Spotless, this place is a sh*t h*le.
Roaches are afraid to stay here.
(cicadas buzzing)
(cicadas buzzing continues)
(lighter clicks)
(cicadas buzzing continues)
Gotta do everything my
f*cking self around here.
f*cking jerk-offs.
(chilling beat)
Hey!
Who the f*ck are you?
(soft chilling music)
What are you, some kind
of sex freak or something?
(chilling music) (Sal grunts)
Get the f*ck off me, you f*cking freak!
(Sal screaming)
(flesh squelching)
(soft chilling music)
(Sal gasping)
(soft ominous music) (crickets chirping)
(soft techno music continues)
(drawer clattering)
(soft techno music continues)
I'm not dealing with
this bullshit tonight.
(soft techno music continues)
(light music) (Fred chuckles)
(bell chimes)
Hey man, I'm looking for my two friends.
Any chance you seen them tonight?
Another fine patron tonight.
Can I be of assistance
with your ale selection?
I'm not here to buy beer, man.
I just wanna find my friends.
Alright, you don't look underage.
I'm not, I'm not here for sexual stuff.
What?
(shoes clattering)
Y- yes, your friends,
yeah, I think they went left.
Left, you sure?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, totally.
Okay, thanks, man.
(bell chimes)
Welcome to our store.
(light music)
We have the finest ales
around down aisle two.
(soft ominous music)
(liquid gurgling)
(soft ominous music continues)
Josh?
Amber?
(chilling beat)
f*ck' A, man.
(chilling beat)
The f*ck, what the f*ck?
(glass cracks)
(bones crunching) (flesh squelching)
(soft chilling music)
(Kyle thuds)
f*ck fest going on in this place.
Hey, are you gonna help me?
I'm supervising.
I'm gonna supervise my foot in your a*s
if you don't help me pick up some trash.
Looks like Sal's on one
of his all-night bricks again.
I wouldn't doubt it.
Wanna grab a quick cold one?
f*ck yeah, this trash
ain't going anywhere.
(can smacks)
(soft ominous music)
(soft ominous music continues)
(faucet running)
(door clattering)
Hey, you're just in time.
I was just about to hop in the shower.
Did you find him?
(soft ominous music continues)
Kyle?
Is that you?
(soft ominous music continues)
If you're f*cking with
me, this sh*t isn't funny.
(soft ominous music continues)
Okay, well, if you jump out and scare me,
I will not hesitate to
hit you in the ba*ls.
(door creaking)
(soft ominous music continues)
(soft chilling beat)
(Taylor screaming muffling)
(flesh squelching)
(Taylor gurgling muffling)
(chilling music)
(Taylor gurgling muffling continues)
(soft ominous music)
(crickets chirping)
Isn't it a little weird
that Sal hasn't shown
up to b*tch at us yet?
Yeah, it is weird.
Maybe he's harassing
some kids for their liquor.
Yeah, probably.
Alright, but just to be safe,
let's pretend we're
working or something, okay?
Last time he did that,
he came back pissed off
- and piss drunk.
- I remember that.
He literally pissed
himself, I had to clean it up.
Mm-hm, alright, let's get to it.
I think you'll be taking
that trash out now.
I'm not taking out the f*cking trash.
I'm customer service,
you, you're maintenance.
You take the trash out.
- You take the trash out.
I'm not taking the trash out.
I'll play you for it.
f*ck!
Best two outta three.
f*ck!
You always pick f*cking rock.
Here you go, trash man.
Not thinking about it.
Excuse me, I have a question.
Oh, yeah, I can answer
Where's your vending machines?
So, you don't know?
Oh, vending machines, yes.
Um, we, we don't have
vending machines here.
Okay, uh, do you know where I can get
some beer or liquor this late?
I do, um, if you go
10 minutes up the road,
there's a, a convenience store.
I mean, I can show you if you want.
It's kind of a sketchy area.
There's this junkie, Junkie Joe.
He puts meth in his a*s and...
I meant so if you're around
him, I don't really know.
I think I can handle it myself.
Oh, yeah, right, it's
right up the road there.
You know what?
f*ck it, I could use the
company if you don't mind.
No, I-I don't mind, I don't,
I don't mind, I don't mind at all.
I'm Dani, by the way.
Dani, I'm Sam.
Nice to meet you, Sam.
Alright, um, okay, two seconds.
I just gotta lock up really quick.
- Sure.
- Two seconds.
(soft ominous music) (flies buzzing)
(soft ominous music continues)
(chilling beat)
(flies buzzing)
Holy sh*t, sh*t.
(light intense music)
Sam? Sam!
Sam!
Get in the goddam office, yo, Sal!
What are you talking
Get in the office, go,
it's not safe, everybody!
Is he always like this?
Oh, he had a beer on break.
He probably saw some junkie
and thought it was a dead
body, he's overreacting.
f*ck you, I'm not overreacting!
Okay, okay, take a deep breath.
Calm down, what happened?
I'm Brian by the way.
Okay, Brian, what did you see?
Okay.
I went out to the dumpster
and I saw Sal and his...
The skin was ripped off his face, man!
You have a phone?
No, Sal locks our phones up in his safe
so we don't use them
in-f*cking-stead of working.
[Radio] Midnight owl, your last stop
before the witching
hour. (Car engine rustling)
(soft chilling music)
Oh f*ck, what does this guy want?
(soft chilling music continues)
(door clatters)
(soft chilling music continues)
(door knob clattering)
(light switch clicks)
Go away, we're closed!
It's not safe here!
Who the f*ck is that guy?
(soft chilling music continues)
(chilling beat)
(head smacks)
(flesh squelching)
(spine crunching)
(victim gasping)
(glass rubbing)
(Brian and Sam screaming)
Oh my god!
(Brian and Sam retching and whimpering)
(soft chilling music continues)
(spine splats)
I've got my phone in my room.
Oh, how f*cking convenient!
The one thing that can help us is out there
with the guy who just ripped out a spine!
Listen, listen, we can just run up
to the convenience store, okay?
It's just right the road.
No, f*ck that, if we do
that, we'll probably just...
Everyone there is dead,
then we'll just be sitting dicks!
We need to work together
as a team and make a run for it.
Wash each other's backs, got it?
Uh-huh, okay.
(soft chilling music continues)
What the hell is this guy doing?
It looks like he's dragging
him into one of the rooms.
Is-is it safe?
I don't see him.
I say we take the opportunity
while we have the chance.
We're gonna run for it, follow me.
One, two...
Three.
Go, go, go, go. (Door creaking)
(light intense music)
(Brian screams)
(chilling music rising)
(skull crunches)
(Dani softly panting)
- Brian!
- No, no, no, no!
(soft chilling music)
(intense music)
(Sam and Dani exclaim)
(kick thuds) (Dani screams)
Get away from her!
(Sam grunting)
(Sam shrieking)
(intense music)
f*ck face!
(g*n fires)
(g*n firing)
(The Sandman thuds)
(Sam groaning)
Is he dead?
Yes, I'm gonna get my phone.
Are you gonna be okay?
Yeah, I'll be all right.
(both breathing heavily)
(Sam sighs) (chilling beat)
This is the worst day of my life.
Oh! (Flesh squelching)
(Sam groaning)
- Sam!
You do it!
I'll f*cking k*ll you!
[Sam] Do it!
(g*n firing)
(Dani breathing heavily)
(soft ominous music)
(soft ominous music continues)
(soft ominous music continues)
You k*ll with that f*cking mask!
Tonight you die without it.
(soft chilling music continues)
(Dani's footsteps limping)
(door clatters)
(soft ominous music)
Yes,
this is Officer(chilling beat)
(Dani thuds)
(Dani gasps)
Please send help.
(mask breathing) (Dani whimpering)
Please send help.
(door creaking) (Dani gasps)
(chilling beat)
(soft chilling music)
(keys jingling)
(Dani gasps)
If you're gonna k*ll me,
then just f*cking k*ll me!
(Dani whimpering) (soft chilling music)
(mask squelching)
(Dani whimpering)
(Dani crying)
(Dani whimpering)
(chilling music pulsating)
(chilling music rising) (Dani panting)
(knife slinging) (flesh squelching)
(intense music)
(chilling music)
(soft dramatic music)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(door clatters)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(hand thuds) (key jingles)
(new keys jingling)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(car door clatters)
(mask breathing)
(The Sandman breathing heavily)
(car engine rustling)
(traffic rustling)
(car door clatters)
(bird cawing)
What's the details?
Well, Detective, 9-1-1
call came in, barely audible.
The operator was able
to trace it back here.
What's weird is the body
outside of the front office
is that of the Back Road k*ller.
So, seems to be that there
were two serial K*llers here.
Seems to be.
All the other bodies were in room six,
just like you said.
Looks exactly like the
spring break m*ssacre.
Have you slept last night, Sheriff?
I, um...
(traffic rustling) (birds cawing)
(soft chilling music)
(door creaking) (chilling beat)
(chilling music)
(soft dramatic music)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(Cain grunts)
(door slams)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(car humming)
(upbeat hard rock music)
(music drowns lyrics)
I can feel it coming
Nothing I can do
All that blood, all that blood
All that blood, all that blood
All that blood, all that blood
All that
Blood
(hard rock music)
Palm Court Hotel
Last in a long line of atrocities
They call him The Sandman k*ller
What's the meaning of what you see
He's sick and twisted
Making art from piecemeal humanity
So, what are we dealing with
Is an unnatural anomaly
Never stop till he's the only one
k*ll them all, all for none
These gory bloody works of disgrace
Show to me, show to me your real face
Born from shadows, a moth to flame
In the morning gone, one
Commandment disdained
Number six, number six
A perfect stalker
Become the shadows, hide his face
Behold The Sandman k*ller
What's the pattern that we don't place
He won't be stopped
Our best attempts are just futility
Designing an abstract artwork
Mutilations form the tapestry
Never stop till he's the only one
k*ll them all, all for none
These gory bloody works of disgrace
Show to me, show to me your real face
Born from shadows, a moth to flame
In the morning gone, one
Commandment disdained
Number six, number six
(hard rock music)
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