The Invoking 2

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(RADIO PLAYING)

(HORN HONKING)

What the f***?

(MUMBLING)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(MUMBLING)

Better than the radio. (LAUGHING)

Hey, lady, you need a ride?

Come on.

Hey, Jesus, girl.

You all right?

You're all wet.

Where you going?

Uh, yeah, okay, me too, me too.

(BABY MURMURING)

You got a baby there?

Is it a boy or a girl?

Nice, I guess you're not really

the talkative type, huh?

- It's okay, let me put on some tunes, huh?

- (TUNING RADIO)

- What's wrong with the radio?

- (TURNS RADIO OFF)

Looks like... whoa, looks like

there's an accident up ahead.

Wait here, I gotta see

if everybody's okay.

- God, looks like... this looks bad.

- (SQUELCHING)

Hey, hello?

Aw, man. Hey, hello?

Hey, you okay?

Miss? (UNDER HIS BREATH) Sh*t.

Hey, miss, you okay? Miss?

Oh, God.

(BABY GROANING)

(BABY SCREAMING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)

What do we got?

Well, we got three dead.

Looks like car one side-swiped car two.

Car two hits the pole, sends this woman

out the window, baby follows.

Baby? Jesus.

Yeah, and the weird thing is, car one guy

actually seems to have gone off

- and then come back a little bit later.

- Hope it wasn't to apologize.

So he finds her and then

gets hit by a third car.

POLICE OFFICER:
We got a lead on that?

(DOG BARKING)

- (KEYS JINGLING)

- (SARAH SIGHS)

SARAH:

I can never remember which one it is.

CHAD:

You must be in charge of a lot of doors.

SARAH:
(LAUGHING) Yeah. Ah, here we go.

- CHAD:
Finally.

- (DOOR UNLOCKING AND OPENING)

(SLAMMING)

(SIGHS) Okay.

SARAH:
Sorry we had to use the back door.

The only one that hasn't been condemned.

That's okay. I'm just glad

you could show me the place.

Well, follow me.

Watch your step there, please.

(RAT SQUEAKING)

- SARAH:
We'll just continue through here.

- CHAD:
Okay.

Okay, so this is it.

The crown-jewel of Wayville Hill.

Uh, built in 1827.

Just five years before

the cholera epidemic of 1832.

(SLAMMING)

- It's charming.

- Yeah.

So, of course, the power is off.

So is the heat.

The city just can't afford

to keep the boilers running.

But we can turn that all back on for you,

if you choose to use this in your movie.

Yeah, no worries.

I like it just the way it is.

Good. Okay, well, we should get going.

If you'll just come with me.

Each nurse would be in charge

of one floor to herself.

She'd have one or two people

below her to help out.

But that way, it kept things

nice and consistent for everyone.

CHAD:
This place is huge.

SARAH:

Yeah, three wards, 500,000 square feet.

And enough equipment to treat

hundreds of sick patients.

CHAD:
It doesn't look that old,

for something built almost 200 years ago.

SARAH:
Well, the building has gradually

been renovated over the years.

I mean up until the county closed it,

32 years ago. We're gonna go in here.

And what happened here?

Nothing you didn't show

in your movies, Mr. Winchester.

- CHAD:
Oh, so you're familiar with my work?

- Yeah, a little bit.

Got guts. (CHUCKLES)

(SLAMMING)

SARAH:
You know, this institution

helped a lot of people.

CHAD:
I heard they weren't

always that helpful here.

SARAH:
Yeah, well, it's like

my dad used to always say,

"You can't make an omelet

without cracking a few eggs."

CHAD:
Yeah, I guess.

Oh, yeah!

Welcome to the asylum.

I'm just gonna get some

video footage here, okay?

SARAH:
Yeah. Yeah.

CHAD:
Okay, let's do this.

Hello to my future self,

to the producers watching this with me.

Hello. Oh, hi, Mom. (CHUCKLES)

I'm standing in one of the freakiest places

I've seen in a very long time.

Wayville Hill Sanitarium, West Virginia.

Well, fortunately not everything is

so depressing down here. (LAUGHING)

Hey, it's grandma's upholstery.

So according to a friend of a friend

of mine who lives in the county,

Wayville Hill Sanitarium became infamous

for its atrocious experiments

conducted on the patients,

between around 1925 to 1928.

The most popular case

is the one of a Mary Weaver.

It's even said that Mary's ghost still roams

these corridors searching for something.

(LAUGHING) Classic. Here she is.

SARAH:
Come on, it's this way.

So...

according to the medical archives,

Mary was in room 502...

which should be

at the end of this corridor.

Ah, here it is.

Oh, this is great. (LAUGHING) Oh, wow!

Oh, my God.

Even the cheesiest horror flick

wouldn't have something this obvious.

Oh, this is good stuff.

- Did you do this for me?

- SARAH:
Don't flatter yourself.

- CHAD:
Here, give me a hand with this.

- SARAH:
Okay.

(EERIE BREATHING)

(BUMPING)

Well, that sucks.

Well, I don't know

what you were hoping for.

I don't know, something sexier.

Can you introduce yourself to the camera?

Hi, I'm Sarah Davis.

I work for the county of Tucker,

West Virginia.

CHAD:
Tell us where we are.

We are in room 502

of Wayville Hill Sanitarium.

Can you explain to the people watching this

why I so very badly wanted to come here?

Because of the story of Mary Weaver.

CHAD:
And what is that?

Back in 1927,

the body of nurse Mary Weaver

was found dead in this room,

laying in a pool of her own blood.

It's said that she committed suicide

after a psychotic breakdown,

following the murder of her baby.

After she became pregnant, she was

admitted to this hospital for anxiety.

The doctor in charge believed

her unborn baby was the devil.

So immediately upon giving birth,

he slit the baby's throat

as she watched helplessly.

He didn't even bother

to cut the umbilical cord first.

She completely lost it,

and was locked in this room,

to rot and die.

It's said that she just rocked back and forth,

begging for them to give her baby back.

One night, she managed

to break the window,

and using a shard of glass,

she disemboweled herself completely.

CHAD:
Cut.

Damn, you're good.

That was good.

What about the other rooms?

Yes, well, the infirmary is down the hall.

I'm in.

(EERIE BREATHING)

CHAD:

So, is it true that if you listen closely,

sometimes you can hear her

hum songs to her dead kid?

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

SARAH:
Well, yeah, that's part

of the folklore of this place.

But mainly it's just scary stories,

told to frighten little kids.

CHAD:
Well, that's a shame.

Maybe if we're lucky,

we'll get a chance to hear something.

(CHAD HUMMING)

Mary? Mary?

Oh, look at that.

That's a creepy shot.

(CHAD HUMMING)

MARY:
(WHISPERING) Sarah.

- CHAD:
Hey, I think I found it.

- (GASPING) God!

CHAD:
(LAUGHING) What? Come on. Follow me.

SARAH:
Okay.

(WHEELCHAIR SQUEAKING)

- (RATS SQUEAKING)

- (DRIPPING)

CHAD:
Now this is more like it.

Do you think this is where

the doctor killed that baby?

SARAH:
Maybe. If I remember correctly,

this is the only place in the sanitarium

where a woman could give birth.

You know a lot about this place, huh?

Yeah, my father used to bring me

here a lot, as a child.

You know, before they closed it down.

Really? He worked here?

Like his father and grandfather

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