13 Eerie

Synopsis: Six forensic undergrads embark on a scientific expedition to a remote island that was once used as illegal biological testing grounds for life-term prisoners.
Genre: Horror, Sci-Fi
Director(s): Lowell Dean
Production: E1 Entertainment
 
IMDB:
4.5
NOT RATED
Year:
2013
87 min
254 Views


Grab that ladder, bro.

Okay.

Grab everything|that you've got.

Where the hell are we?

- Where are we headed?|- Due north. It's a hike.

Then another|ten minute ride in.

What, man?|Are you serious?

'Cause you already had us travelling|an hour in this wilderness.

What's the matter, Tex?

- Tired already?|- F*** you, man.

Well, come on.

I said north!

Come on, man,|it's freezing here.

Just keep moving.

Ready to win this?

Sleeping bag...

Megs.

I can't wait to|get to Florida.

We can share lodgings.

- What's that smell?|- Man.

Don't you think|you're overdoing it?

They're just kids.

Death's an exact science.

All aboard!

Nice ride.

- Hoes before bros.|- You're an ass.

I'm going to the back,|drink cocktails...

Okay, you got me|on this one.

Over the next few hours,|copper oxide from the coins

will react|with the body fluids.

Leaving a coin imprint|on the body tissue,

used for determining the length|of time the body's laid there.

Smart.

These kids won't|know what's hit them.

Anything I should|know about?

They've been washed down|with acid long ago.

Used for our company's|offender rehabilitation programs

a while back.

You can't leave dead bodies|lying around a national park.

No one's|been here in years.

It's gonna feel more like a boot|camp than a science retreat.

Well, unfortunately, most crime|scenes are inhospitable.

My students are|up to the challenge.

You hear that?

What?

That's just it... Nothing.

Where's the wildlife?

Larry, how'd you get|involved in this?

Probation.

So, not your first time|on the prison bus?

Anything about this|place we need to know?

What you got here is

Guantanamo Bay's|ugly twin sister.

Joking aside, some bad sh*t|has happened here in the past.

Great.

What you got is your new D-MORT.

Your what?

Disaster Mortuary|Operational Response Team.

Go, Daniel.

What kind of bad sh*t?

I don't know.

Take a look.

Your guess is|as good as mine.

Oh, man.

Welcome to hell.

Driver's Larry Jessop.

I had him set up the|communication system you wanted.

He'll assist you.

You rely on|him for anything you need.

Larry Jessop.

Tomkins.

I'll be your chauffeur|and your chef

and your|all-around dog's body.

I need you to charge up|the communication batteries.

Okay.

Welcome to Eerie Strait.

There are only two places|available

in the forensic|trainee's scheme.

You will need to work in pairs.

Each group will be assigned|a plot within the complex.

Study it thoroughly.

Some of you will be|working alongside entomology.

Others will be combining|your expertise

in toxicology and geology.

This is quite deliberate.

Forensic science D-MORT|internship does not discriminate

science applications when|a full passenger flight

or passenger train crashes.

Compound secured perimeter|means nothing gets in or out.

Plot 13 Eerie Strait|is now uninhabited,

surrounded by low-lying|swampland.

If you check page two,|there are three basic cabins.

One is for food and equipment,|the other is for accommodation,

while this one is for|surveillance and instructions.

Eerie's out of range|for cell phone use,

so you will be|given walkie-talkies.

Each site is in a remote|area of the camp

so there will be|no contact between groups.

Questions?

No? Good.

Get your things,|we'll meet back here.

Looks like we're on|different teams.

Just as well.

You'd only|cheat at pathology.

- What about Josh?|- He's with Stetson.

One thing's for sure...|this place is a rathole.

This is gonna be like|a day trip with Charlie Manson.

No, no, no, no.|The meat goes over there.

That is not the kitchen.|Drop it and come back for your kit.

- What's in them?|- How would I know?

I drive the bus.

Just drop your stuff|and come back for it.

In there, but don't|touch anything.

Oh, f***!

Sh*t.

Be done by breakfast.

Better be.

Gotta get those bodies|back to the morgue.

Beds are for|sleeping only.

Any more than one person|per bed and it will break.

- Is that a joke?|- That's a joke.

That was a joke, right?

You're f***ing kidding me.

What were you expecting, Megan,|a mint on your pillow?

Yeah, that's right.

I think I will|take this one if you...

Are you getting friendly|with the locals?

There's lunch.

Prof wants us back at|the command center.

That used to be a cat.

Daniel's already got|some p*ssy in his bed.

Time is 11:
20 hours.

Get into|your designated groups.

You'll be working|in isolated areas.

Personal radio contact|is strictly prohibited.

Conversing outside of your|allotted team will disqualify

not only yourself,|but your partner as well.

I will lead the chemical|analysis tomorrow

with Captain Veneziano.

It will be cold.

You'll work|through the night.

Criminals don't pick the|perfect beach in Hawaii

to make life comfortable|for forensic scientists,

so get used to it.

Pick up your gear|on the way out.

And good luck.

See the prison back|there, coming in?

Whoever was there before

sure didn't want people|leaving in a hurry.

What the hell have|I got myself into?

Oh, sh*t!

Dude, it's just|a field exam.

Yeah, buddy.

I just get a little bit|claustrophobic.

Well, man up.

Why don't you shut up?

You couldn't have picked|a worse place to die.

Taking trace evidence|of soil, mineral,

and what looks|to be dried blood.

Ready?

Yeah.

Maggots.

That's our first line|of investigation.

If you're gonna puke,|do it in the bushes.

Otherwise, you'll|contaminate the area.

I'm fine, man.

I'm okay.

Means the corpse has|been dead one week.

Look.

Pupal casings.

They've already started the|metamorphosis into adult flies.

Group "C", you're gonna|need to collect the larva

and prepare|a full field analysis.

How long do we have?

All night, but don't|drag your heels.

Sundown in|approximately three hours.

downgraded you both to 60%

due to Mr. Novagratz|throwing up.

Have a cold one on me,|Colonel F***ing Mustard.

sample collection,

a standard biochemical analysis.

Temper, temper.

Yes?

You heard about|this place, right?

Why?

Well, you heard|the rumors.

Eerie Pen,

death row inmates,|one-way ticket.

Government started|doing crazy tests

and... poison ends up|in the water supply.

Women start having babies|before their time or worse.

I mean, nothing lives here.

No one lives here.

What are you|trying to tell me?

Two of my chickens|are missing.

Maybe they flew away.

This is a scientific|examination, Mr. Jessop.

My students are|working into the night.

We have a responsibility to|them, so I would appreciate it

if you could deliver|the food to the groups.

Just follow|the colored flags.

Gee, Larry.

Welcome to summer camp.

Oh, sh*t!|What are you doing?

Sh*t!

How you doin'?

Here.

The fluids on that coin|and the imprint left on the body

will tell us how long|it's been here.

You running it?

Yup.

Here I am playing nursemaid

to a bunch of college butt|jerk-offs.

Should've stayed in jail.

Holy sh*t!

No, no, no, stop!

Contamination area!

I thought back there|was your site.

Where's the markers|for your body?

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