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Yeah, you see?

Not one but two ghosts!

Yeah, I told y'all.

Isn't that just a chemical reaction

from the water and the gases?

No, no, no, man! It's-

They're ghosts! Look!

Nah, bra. Those are marsh

vapors. I've seen this on TV.

Hell, man, why'd you all

come, then? They're ghosts!

Oh, you're right.

Except no.

Damn it.

Now, uh, that's the spot

where Captain John Donovan

supposedly buried

a trunk full a treasure.

Legend says, though, that he left

two of his crew behind to guard it,

but he cut off their legs

so they couldn't run away.

That's a stupid story.

Fine.

Jim, did you see that?

I did. What was that?

Oh, it could- it c-could be

one of the more active spirits

we sometimes get

after it rains.

Hoo hoo hoo, it's spooky,

isn't it, folks? Hahaha.

Okay, perfect.

Perfect.

Hey, who wants to be in

the Halloween video?

Ugh.

- Come on, girls.

Whoo!

Okay, your "Whoo" is

so not in the moment.

Yeah? Well, your

nipples are dumb. Ugh.

This is pretty cool.

It's cold.

Not much of

a talker, are you?

I ain't here

to make friends.

Friends. Nice.

Must be a local.

I just didn't know that

locals did this touristy stuff.

We don't.

- No, of course. Yeah. No.

Yeah, I wouldn't really

do it either, normally.

It's just buddies of

mine from college...

...told me about it and

said it was cool, so...

I figured what

the hell, you know?

Check out the swamp.

Enjoy the activity.

I'm gonna be honest

with you right now.

I, uh, just got dumped by my

girlfriend of eight years,

and, uh, my friends took me down

here to try to get my mind off of it,

but, you know, I-

We were together since

the seventh grade May Dance,

and, you know, she tells

me she needs space.

What does that even mean

in girl language?

Space.

Whatever.

Get my mind off of it.

Just relax.

- Jesus!

- Drive much?

What happened?

Oh, we just...

got stuck.

Stuck? On what?

Oh, on some rocks or something.

I don't know.

Uh, here. Someone-

Someone give me a hand.

Here. Help me push

the boat off.

Is this a part

of every tour?

Relax. It's all good.

All part of the tour!

Damn it!

Who are you

gonna call, Daddy?

Shut up,

you nasty b*tch!

I would call the police

and they'd send someone.

Who?

- The cops. Duh.

The police are gonna

send the cops.

They're the same thing!

No, they're not!

There's a difference.

Nuh-uh.

- Yuh-huh.

Whoa, whoa, ladies, ladies,

I'll get us unstuck.

No need to be

calling The Man.

Marcus,

little help maybe?

This sucks.

- My hair!

They're half our age

and they're all of them complaining,

every single one of them.

You just sit right

back down over here.

Not very familiar with

your stories yet, huh?

Shawn, how many of these

tours have you done?

Oh, I-I-I've

done a bunch.

Oh, Jim, this is

a fine how-do-you-do.

Ew! My feet are

getting wet.

Are we sinking?

No! No, we're

not sinking.

It certainly looks like

it now, doesn't it?

Everyone calm down!

Th-this tree that we're stuck

on goes all the way to the shore.

Maybe there's a road

or a phone or something.

Oh, out here in

the middle of nowhere?

Well, we can't

stay here.

No, no, no, Jim, I think we

should stay here and wait for help.

There's gotta be another tour

boat coming through soon, right?

Probably not. It's

raining pretty bad.

Lovekins, we can walk right

across this tree to the shore.

No, no, it looks dangerous.

Damn. I could

be at a bar.

You are not gonna- No!

Here, watch me.

Oh, oh, Jim, wait!

It's okay, don't

worry about it.

Honey, come

back here!

Okay, it's a little slippery,

so you have to watch your step.

But I think-

Oh!

Someone help me!

Do something! Do something!

- He's got my leg!

Oh, God, it's gonna

take my leg off!

Get him to the shore!

With his blood in the water, this whole

place is gonna be a feeding frenzy.

Move!

Come on, everyone off the boat.

It's sinking.

No way! I'm not

going out there!

Oh, you're going

out there.

Jim! Is Jim all right?

- He's fine. He's okay.

Put your weight

on your left leg.

Okay.

- Jim!

No, don't cry,

don't worry.

It's all right, all right?

Just come on, I got you.

Shh. Don't worry,

don't worry.

Come on. Stand up!

I can't!

Honey, you need to stand up.

It's safer the higher up you get.

I don't want to.

Come on, I got you.

Stand up!

- I can't!

Misty! Mist!

Look at me. Look at me.

You're gonna be fine.

Just walk across.

Come on, I got you.

Come on! Walk across.

We don't have time.

Come on!

Hurry up!

Whoa!

Come on! Get out

of the water!

Get out of the water!

God!

Where'd it go?

What was that?

Run!

Go, go, go!

Good going, jackass!

- Hey, screw you!

You guys, we need to get

out of these woods.

Gators can walk

on land, too. Go!

But my hat!

Stop!

Slow down.

Don't hurt yourself.

You all right?

Oh, oh, watch out,

watch out, watch out.

Right here, right here.

Oh, my gosh!

Does somebody wanna tell me

what the hell's going on?

Does someone wanna explain

why Janie's got a gun?

Yeah, why do you

have a gun?

Oh, why should I tell you,

you little con artist?

Huh?

Okay, okay, look.

I'm gonna be honest.

I just moved down

here from Detroit.

My brother, he hooked me up

with this touristy gig,

told me I could make a ton

of dough, so I say try it out.

How many tours

have you done?

More importantly, how many

boats you ever driven?

Look, I did the one tour

last night.

I did this one

here tonight, all right?

The boat didn't

sink last night!

I can't believe this.

What the hell

does she have a gun for?

That's what I

want to know.

Because I'm lookin'

for another boat, okay?

My daddy and my brother went out

hunting on this river two nights ago

and they never came back.

The cops said they're probably just

off on a bender or something somewhere,

but I know that isn't

what happened.

So you go on a ghost tour?

How does that make any sense?

30 bucks for a boat ride

was a hell of a lot cheaper

than gettin'

my own boat, wasn't it?

That still doesn't

explain the gun.

Yeah, and why her ticket

was only 30 bucks.

I have a gun because

these woods aren't safe.

Besides, it just

saved his life.

Stop it! My husband needs help.

Look, we need to get him help and

we need to get outta these woods.

Who made you the leader?

We should call for help

and stay right here.

No bars.

I hate the south!

I don't think we should

move him right now.

Well, we have to!

- He's bleeding

pretty badly; we can't

carry him all the way home.

If we don't get out

of these woods right now,

we're all gonna die.

What are you talking about?

These are his woods.

Whose woods?

Victor Crowley.

Enough with

the stories already, huh?

Y'all don't even

know where you are.

I already told you that-

- All right, shut up.

Okay? You're not

even from here.

Where are we?

It was like

a dirty secret.

Victor Crowley was born

horribly disfigured.

His daddy kept him

hidden away in his house,

where no one

would see him.

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