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Synopsis: Three young, beautiful girls arrive in Thailand to teach English for the summer, some with noble intentions and some just wanting an adventure, but none were prepared for the massacre that awaited them. The nightmare begins when their new friends go missing, vivid bloody dreams haunt their sleep and a stolen statue leads them down a dark path into Thai folklore and magic that has been long forgotten. Their situation continues to become worse once they realize it's not WHAT that is haunting them but WHO: an eight-year girl, brutally murdered and sacrificed by her family decades ago who wants nothing more than to watch them bleed. This is not a story about redemption. This is not a story about good versus evil. This is not a story about the will to survive. This is a story about Vanida - a child viciously tortured by her own family, who will stop at nothing for revenge - one appendage at a time.
Genre: Horror, Thriller
Production: Benetone Films
  2 wins.
 
IMDB:
4.8
NOT RATED
Year:
2014
90 min
Website
37 Views


It's hard to see.

Alex, are you sure that's them?

I'm positive.

Yes, it's definitely them!

I'm going there.

I'm going to go talk to them.

Rachel, no, no, no!

Rach!

Oh, Rachel.

Oh, God.

Some girl's coming.

Hello.

Hi.

You guys following us?

Rachel.

Give me some of that.

Definitely not.

Don't believe you, but OK.

Are you a model?

I could be.

BRB.

Grab yourself.

We're moving spots.

Oh, good, we're leaving.

No, like we are joining them.

No.

What?

Yes.

They're nice and they're

cute and they're male.

Did I mention that

they were male?

Do I need to remind you that

these cute, nice guys were also

stalking us about,

like, six hours ago?

Rach, are you sure about this?

Come on.

Yes, I'm sure.

They just thought

that we were models.

Oh.

I don't care what they

think that we look like, OK?

I have a boyfriend.

Eew, god, look at them.

They won't stop staring at us.

They're not creepy.

They're British.

And that means that

they are intelligent.

Mm-hm.

Yes.

And besides that, you

guys are not going

to be ruining this for me.

Do you know how long it's

been since I've gotten laid?

Yeah.

A really long time, OK?

So you have to take

one for the team here.

Come on, Jules.

Please?

Please?

No, I'm not.

I'm not going over there.

God, no.

I'll stay in my fishbowl.

I didn't want to have

to do this, but Vegas.

There was a swimming pool.

And there was an emergency room.

That's what I thought.

Oh my God.

I saved your ass.

You owe me.

You f***ing owe me.

Fine.

Fine, OK?

But then this is over.

We are even.

You hear me?

We're even!

Even!

Even Steven.

Even Steven.

Yes.

All right.

All right.

Got the bowl.

Yes!

Knew you'd be back.

Oh, OK, back up, limey.

Fine, fine.

Slowly, babe.

I'm drunk.

Right.

Watch your head.

Whoa.

Yeah.

So this is the house.

Old house.

I like it.

All right?

Oh, yeah, I'm fine, thanks.

It's all right.

No.

You don't have

to play like them.

We can just cuddle.

No.

Um, see, I, um...

I'm not gonna bite.

I have, um... you

see... oh my God!

Shoot.

Hey, guys, do you have

any drinks in the house?

Uh-uh.

No f***ing drinks?

No whiskey, no vodka?

You got some ganja, right?

No, we don't have any

ganja in our house.

Look, don't worry, yeah?

Because if I put my hand in

my back pocket... oh, yes!

Come on, get up, get on it.

Three cheers, baby.

Let's drink.

Come on.

Come on.

You're so pretty.

For me?

Drink.

Knock it back.

Ooh, knock it back!

Yeah, baby, yeah!

Good girl.

Professional right here.

Oh, yeah.

No, I... no.

I had a lot at the bar.

Take some.

Come on.

Come on, it's OK.

What's in here?

Alcohol.

Just alcohol.

Yeah!

Aren't you gonna have some?

No.

I don't drink.

Drin... what the

f*** are you doing?

What the f*** are

you doing, Julia?

You're a crazy b*tch.

Stay away from me.

Byron!

You're dead.

You're dead!

Don't you come near me.

Don't you come near me.

F*** off away from me.

F*** off away from me with that!

Help!

Byron!

Byron!

Stay away from me.

Don't, please, please, don't.

Don't... don't do that.

Don't do that, please.

Stay away from me.

What are you doing?

You f***ing crazy b*tch!

Help!

Help!

God!

What are you doing?

Please!

Please, don't!

Stop it, please stop it!

What are you doing?

No!

No!

Stay away.

Please, sorry,

I'm sorry, please.

Please don't.

Help me, please, help me.

Stay away.

Stay away.

Help me!

Someone help!

Help!

Please, please, please, don't.

No!

No, no, no, no, no!

Go!

Go!

Help, help, help!

Look I...

Someone help!

Help!

Help!

No!

Please!

Help!

Help!

Please, stop!

What are you doing?

No!

Stop, please, help!

Stop!

Alex, you're up before I am?

I know, I'm as

shocked as you are.

Ugh.

I did not sleep well last night.

I had the strangest dream.

What kind of dream?

Violent.

Disgustingly violent.

Remind me never to drink from a

British man's flask ever again.

Yeah.

That feels like

it was a mistake.

I had a similar dream.

It was disturbing.

I killed Colin.

In my dream, I mean.

Yeah, I had the same dream.

But it was Byron.

We were roofied.

Those guys roofied us

last night, didn't they?

I mean, that would explain it.

This is why we're feeling

so disoriented today.

It explains us blacking out.

That dream was so real, though.

God.

I Ugh.

I... I honestly feel

really sick right now.

So where are the guys?

Not here.

Wait a minute.

My jewelry's gone.

No!

Oh, god!

All my stuff is missing, too!

They stole the bracelet mom

gave me before she died.

Hey.

Listen.

Rach.

We're gonna get it back.

We're gonna get it back.

I promise.

Come here.

It's OK.

Byron!

Are you here?

Give me back my sh*t!

Colin!

Vlad!

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Look.

Those bastards

robbed us, and they

even took the stupid statue.

Why would they take

a worn down statue?

This is bullshit.

This doesn't make any sense.

If... if they robbed us, why

didn't they take something more

valuable, like computers or... or

cell phones, or iPods, or cash?

This just doesn't add up.

Yeah, I guess.

Maybe they were in a hurry.

Alex, the statue would be heavy.

It's not like an in a

hurry kind of thing.

This isn't good.

No, no, this is... this

is not good, you guys.

What the hell

happened last night?

I mean, first I'm freaked

that we killed them,

and now I'm pissed

that they robbed us.

I mean, which is it?

Jules, calm down.

We'll figure it out.

What are we going to do?

If that statue was an

antique or something,

it would be worth

a lot of money.

How much money?

I don't know.

Thousands?

I mean, I'm not stupid.

I've seen antique roadshows.

It's not like we're

renting the place, OK?

The program put us

up here, and they

can't hold us accountable

for everything inside.

Yes they can.

I think that we should

just tell them everything,

before they think that

we took that thing

whilst fleeing the country.

Jules, is honesty really the

best policy in this situation?

I mean, it's not like we're

in the right state of mind.

Everyone's a little freaked out.

Yes, I do.

Well, what do you think?

I guess so.

But if we end up

in a Thai prison,

I'm not digging cockroaches

out of your ears.

I'm making the call.

Hello?

This is Julia.

So, listen, somebody

broke into our house

and they took all

of our gold jewelry

and even some personal items.

Yeah.

And I hate to say this,

but, um, they took

that life-size gold statue.

What do you mean, there

is no gold statue?

What did she say?

Are we screwed?

What?

Was it like 1,000 years old?

She said there is no statue.

What?

Yeah.

I told her the whole story.

I even described the

statue in full detail.

And the program

housing director said

there is no statue

at this residence,

but she'll look into it.

She'll look into it?

Yeah.

That was it.

I think she thought I

was crazy or something.

So I guess we're off the hook.

This can't be right.

It was right there.

Right?

I remember it, too.

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James Cullen Bressack

James Cullen Bressack (born c.1992) is an American film producer, screenwriter and film director. He is the son of Emmy Award-winning writer Gordon Bressack and voice actress Ellen Gerstell. more…

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