Paranormal Xperience 3D Page #2

One day you'll tell me

how that happened.

It's nothing, I told you.

I was ten and I can't remember.

You never tell me anything about

your past. You never tell me a thing.

Weren't you supposed to go

home 2 months ago?

I can see our future:

a long dark night you won't be able

to escape from.

It's my sister.

Your sister's kind of hot.

Too bad she's nuts.

Diana.

But you need to understand

we're not going camping.

We have things to do

and you'll have to help.

OK... see you there.

- So we've got transportation.

- Yeah?

Then hop on, I'll drive.

- So where were we?

- Well... right about here?

What an a**hole.

- What's up, kids?

- Come on...

- Are we ready?

- Sure.

Yeah.

Guys, this is my sister, Diana.

You already know Carlos.

Belen.

Toni. Our expert in the supernatural.

Hi, nice to meet you.

Nothing more interesting

than a bookworm, right?

And this is Jose.

The loudmouth.

You don't look at all

like your sister.

- Ah... I'm sorry?

- No way... it's a compliment.

Try to ignore him.

You'll live longer.

Come on, guys, guys, hang on.

The whole trip in this?

I doubt anyone can get me

into this heap of scrap.

Mom, are we there yet?

Why don't we stop and leave him?

No one will notice.

Shut up, I want to sleep.

Mom, are we there yet?

Hey, should we wake Carlos up?

No, he always wakes up pissed.

What's the plan?

Let's camp out in the church and take

all the stuff to the mine entrance.

So I filled the tank.

Are we almost there?

F***, Jose, what a pain in the ass.

So Angela, are we almost there?

Almost, kids, nearly there...

Toni, what's this?

A suppository if you keep

touching my stuff.

Wow...

Jose Aguas, here, with an account

of a trip to beyond.

Going to piss off

with that the whole trip?

Yep...

Why the mine entrance? Shouldn't

we go straight to the cemetery?

The words of Belen, our lovely

and intelligent paranormal researcher.

The Dr. killed his victims and

kept them in the mines.

The salt preserved their bodies.

Like codfish...

He didn't just kill them.

He tortured them.

The town doctor. He lost control

and started to torture his patients.

I'm sure it's all an exaggeration.

That could explain why the ghost

is killing again, no?

But I've never had an actual

supernatural experience.

I have...

I don't mean anything extraordinary.

But sometimes I feel

a strange presence or energy...

I prefer to be respectful of all that.

F***. You're really out there.

The human ear only picks up sounds

between 20 hertz and 20 kilohertz.

It doesn't mean others don't exist.

How'd the doctor die?

People were disappearing.

They found dozens of mutilated bodies

and worse in the Dr. 's house.

Then the town took revenge.

They left him in the mine tunnels,

to die of hunger, thirst

and asphyxia.

Months later when the doctor's

dying screams faded away,

they opened the mines and...

They couldn't find his body

or any trace of him.

Listen. We are before

an awkward silence.

Careful, that camera's really good.

Chill, dude, I'll be careful with it.

You see? You better

be careful with it or...

Or what?

Please, I beg you. I beg you...

Incredible. Someone

who can actually shut you up.

We're in Susurro. Just a bar away

from being a tourist attraction.

God it's hot!

It looks inhabited still.

Do you hear that?

It's the wind.

Or not...

It's like crying...

Hello?

Hello?

Is there anyone there?

Doctor Matarga?

What?

Now that's efficiency, Toni!

Please take your time.

This place gives me real good vibes.

Can someone tell me

why we're staying here?

It's in the center of town.

And it'll protect us

from evil spirits.

Then what are you doing here?

F***.

Look, Belen, there's tonight's dinner.

Aren't we going to explore a little?

We should split up into couples.

Carlos and I

can go to the mine entrance.

Shouldn't someone stay and

watch the stuff?

You've got some nerve, Belen.

What?

Hey, what's up between you

and your sister?

What do you mean?

It's like you can't stand each other.

We're sisters...

To me she's egotistical,

to her I'm too weak, that's why.

That's no enough.

My dad committed suicide,

shot himself according to the police.

Later we went from one

foster family to another.

Anyway,

it's not as tragic as it sounds...

I was so young I don't remember.

And Angela won't discuss it.

So that's us, each to her own.

Yeah, I imagine it can't be easy.

I try not to complain.

Well don't worry about that.

If you want to complain

I won't tell anyone.

And if someone asks me, well...

I'll just say you...

let off some steam.

How'd we wind up together?

I guess because

no one likes you either.

Excuse me?

Wow.

- Where'd you learn to do that?

- In jail.

F***!

The mine entrance.

They locked the Dr. up here.

Guys, you need to come see this.

Bring the lights and cameras.

And me in these shoes!

What's Up?

It's locked, I can't open it.

F***.

Let's see...

- Here, OK...

- On 3.

Come on.

It's enormous!

Jeez, I wouldn't want to get

lost in here.

There's the door.

How awful.

All cellphones off.

There might be interferences.

F***, Carlos. You know

these mines are over 100 years old?

Even twice as smart

you'd be dumb!

Carlos.

Give it here.

Here's where they chained him up.

Are those f***ing fingernails?

Look.

Guys,

the temperature

just suddenly dropped 5 degrees.

Everything OK?

You didn't hear screaming?

What screaming?

I think I have something.

Is your sister alright?

It's nothing.

Listen to this.

I cleaned up the audio.

How could you possibly hear that?

Some people are more receptive

to certain forces.

Your sister has a highly

developed 6th sense.

It's something you're born with,

or very common in people

with childhood traumas, junkies...

Listen.

OK, guys, I'm going home.

I'll study for the exam, I don't care.

You can't, we only have 1 car.

Bet I'm not the only one

that wants to go.

Well I vote for staying.

I don't think that's a good idea.

What's the worst

that can happen to us?

Her vote should count more.

After all, it's her van.

Well... I say we stay.

Your sister's into this stuff.

Well then we'll stay.

So now what?

If there's really a ghost in this town,

then let's prove it, right?

Yeah. But how? With a Ouija board?

I have something better.

A program that synchs different

trance-inducing methods.

Where'd you get it?

Internet.

I came prepared.

What are all the symbols?

Sumerian, Hebrew ideograms,

some Latin, Enochian...

primeval words and symbols that can

alter the brain's "programming".

That's the theory.

In practice, it puts you

in a hypnotic trance

making you receptive

to the invisible.

Sure. Like ghosts, right?

OK, so who's getting in front of it?

I'll do it.

I don't want you under his control.

I want to do it.

I don't think it's a good idea.

Why not? I'm the only one

who heard the screaming.

Great, now the weirdo

thinks she's psychic.

- Shut the f*** up.

- No, why don't you shut up!

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