Ghosts of Darkness

(eerie orchestral music)

- Do you remember what I

told you the other night?

Close your eyes, count to

five, and take a deep breath.

It's all in your

imagination, I promise.

There are no ghosts

in this house.

There's no monster under the bed

and there's definitely no

bad man in your cupboard.

Now, come on, go back to sleep.

Look, let's talk about

this in the morning.

(creaking)

(eerie orchestral music)

(shrieking)

(screaming)

- Look, it's been going

on for three nights, now.

It has to stop.

- Will you give her a break?

It's just gonna take her a

while to settle in, that's all.

- Right, so in the

meantime I just keep goin'

to work with only two

hours sleep every night.

- Honestly, that room

gives me the creeps, too.

Why don't we set her

up in another room?

Just until that

one's been decorated.

- Great idea, yeah.

Let's spend some more money.

- It was your idea to move here.

- Drop it.

Thank you, thanks for

reminding me again.

- Let's not do this today.

- So, you finally decided

to get up, did you?

- There's cereal on the counter.

- Oh yeah, remember I've

got a meeting tonight,

so I'm going to be back late.

- [Laura] How late?

- Late.

Come on, silly,

you heard your mom,

cereal's on the counter.

You don't wanna be

late for school.

(creaking)

- Mike?

(clock chiming)

(moaning)

Mike.

(gasping)

- [Mike] Please.

(screams)

(eerie orchestral music)

- Hello.

I got your card.

It's Jack, Jack Donavan.

- [Jonathan] Hello,

is anyone there?

Hello.

Ah, thank God.

I thought I was going mad.

And if I am mad,

then it is mercy.

May the gods pity the man

who, in his callousness,

remains sane until

the hideous end.

Jonathan Blazer, and you are?

- Jack, Jack Donavan.

- Yes, it's a pleasure

to meet you, Jack.

Now, how can I be of service?

- That's what I

was gonna ask you.

I got this card with

this house's address

and my name on it.

- Well, that is interesting.

I found this card in my

mailbox about two days ago.

Plot thickens.

- Maybe I can be

of help, gentlemen.

If you'd follow me.

In front of you

lies over 200 years

of this building's history

dating back to the 18th century.

I can assure you that everything

in that document took

place within these walls.

We invited you both here,

based purely on your reputation

within this particular field.

My client was very specific

that you two, and only you

two, should be contacted.

- So, what exactly is

it I can do to help,

a little house

clearance, seance maybe,

something to spook the spooks?

A little John Blazer special.

- So, your a medium.

- Certainly not, I'm a psychic.

And dare I say the best they

have in this two-horse town.

- Look, I appreciate

your client's invitation

but firstly, I work alone,

and secondly, I work in the

realms of the real world.

- Yuck.

- If you're looking for some

kind of paranormal clown

to promote this place

to the tourists,

then believe me, you've

got the wrong man.

- So, I take it

you're a nonbeliever.

- I believe you're full of sh*t.

- Wow, I mean that's just

unprofessional, isn't it?

- I make a living out

of exposing frauds,

and trust me when I say this,

I'm the best at what I do.

- See, I'm sensing a

little bit of hostility.

It's coming from this

side of the sofa.

I mean, are you getting this?

- Is this the best you could do?

Is this some kind of joke?

- I would appreciate it if

you'd read through the files

before making any rash

decisions, Mr. Donavan.

There is a substantial fee

attached to this proposition.

- Exactly how much

are we talking?

- 50,000 US dollars.

- I'm sorry, you want to

pay us 50,000 US dollars?

- 50,000 US dollars each.

- Well, I mean, it's a little

less than my normal fee,

but I think under the

circumstances we could make....

- This is a very serious

matter, Mr. Blazer.

Money is of no relevance to my

client providing you can get

this unfortunate

situation cleared up

within the allocated time.

- But you still haven't told

us what this is all about.

(clock chiming)

And all these deaths

took place in this house?

- That's as far back

as the records go.

For all we know, there

could be many more.

- Jesus, what happened

to these people?

- Who's the stiff?

- His name was Mr. Johnston.

His family were

the last residents

to look after this property.

- He's not going to

get his deposit back.

- Unfortunately, previous

owners would not accept

the history of this house,

and would occasionally

try to rent it out

to unsuspecting tenants.

As you can see, this

is a huge building.

It requires a great deal

of attention dedicated

to its upkeep.

- What were the results

of the autopsy report?

- Stabbings, hanging,

mutilation, gun fire,

the list goes on.

But that's where things

get a little strange.

- What could be

stranger than this?

- The Johnston's only

lived in this house

for a couple of days before

the murders took place.

They were killed by their

own 13-year-old daughter

in what looked like

an unprovoked attack.

- Teenagers.

- What happened to the daughter?

- She was found dead upstairs

in a bedroom cupboard,

apparent suicide.

- Apparent suicide?

- She was stabbed to death,

but the police could only

find her fingerprints

on the knife.

And what makes it so strange

was the fact that she

died from knife wounds

to her own back.

- She stabbed

herself in the back?

- Eight times to be precise.

- How's that even possible?

That doesn't make sense.

- I wish I could tell you more,

but that's everything I know.

I have included the

official police reports

for you both to read over

at your own convenience.

The reputation of this house

has grown over the years.

The murders have

created a legend

that doesn't exactly bode well

with my client's current

business interests.

Half up front, and half

when you complete the job.

- Well, this all sounds amazing,

but what exactly is the job?

- Damage control.

I'm guessing they wanna

offload this place

to some poor unsuspecting buyer.

And I bet you nobody wants

to touch this place

with its track record.

Am I right?

- And what better

way than to get two

of the very best

to reassure them.

You'd be very surprised how

superstitious people can be.

- So, what is it exactly

that you want us to do?

- Three nights, you stay here

for three uninterrupted nights,

and then report your findings

back to me, and only to me.

- That's it?

You're gonna pay us 50,000

grand just to have a sleepover?

- We will, of course, be

contacting the local press

to make people aware

of what we are doing.

Maximum exposure is crucial

to making this a

success for my client.

- And what if we find something?

- Let me make this clear,

you're findings will show

that this residence

is nothing more

than an old house.

You'll both state that your

stay here was uneventful

and that you found

nothing strange,

supernatural, or

paranormal whatsoever.

- What's the catch?

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