[tense ambient music]
[clattering]
- Cory?
Cory?
[sudden tense music]
[tense ambient music]
[screaming]
[gasping]
[screaming]
- [Rowan] Really?
What a joke.
- You could just be cool about it.
- He's only gonna slow us down.
- [Andre] I'll keep an eye on him.
He'll be fine.
[tense ambient music]
- Rise and shine, princess.
- Cheers.
South by Southwest.
Maybe nine or 10K.
- Can we get any closer?
- Nah, the old road s blocked.
Gotta go the rest of the way on foot.
We gotta hustle, man.
Make the most of this light.
So listen, stick together, watch where you step,
don't touch shit, all right?
- Don' t run with scissors.
- I m serious, man.
Common sense stuff.
- [Michael] So what is this place exactly?
- [Andre] It s an old power station.
- Virgin?
- Fuck no, every crew in the last 20 years has had a crack.
- Where's the fun in that?
- Trust me.
It'll be awesome.
- [Michael] How d you find out about this place?
- [Andre] This guy was posting on the net a few years back.
- [Andre] You know this guy?
- [Andre] Well no, just some blogger.
- [Michael] I can't believe you d trust
some random on the Internet.
- [Andre] The best sites are always secret.
You gotta know the guys who know.
[tense music]
Where the fuck is Rowan?
[Rowan yelling]
[laughing]
Fuck!
It s not funny, man.
- No, it's fucking hilarious.
You were like wooh, like a little girl! [laughs]
- [Michael] It's not funny.
- It s not fucking funny, man!
- Aww, baby.
Well come on then.
You're the one who's in such a fucking hurry.
- Arsehole!
[Rowan laughing]
[tense music]
[tense ambient music]
Hold up here guys.
- I was never any good at that stuff.
- It's not that hard.
- You don' t need that shit.
Sun rises in the east and sets in the west,
it s that simple.
- What if you can't see the sun?
- Mate, I always know which way s which, all right?
- Rowan s just jealous of our superior's survival skills.
- Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
While you guys were pitching tents
and jerking each other off in your sleeping bags,
I was getting into pubs and smashing box.
Ask your sister.
- [Michael] We ve got to be close now, right?
- We're almost there, mate.
[tense music]
There she is.
- Whoa.
- Clearly a popular destination for urban artists.
- This place s been abandoned for decades.
It's got a whole new history now.
Written in spray paint and broken bottles.
Here s good.
- [Michael] You think there's any security?
- Yeah, we'll have to make a break for it
when they change the guard.
- We re way off grid, man.
I don't think anybody's been here for years.
- They d have to be as crazy as us.
- Or crazier.
[tense ambient music]
- Yo, Rowan.
Check this out.
- [Rowan] Oh, yeah.
[laughing]
- Pretty cool huh?
[tense ambient music]
One day, the whole world's gonna look like this.
When humans have finished fucking everything up.
We need to find a way into the next annex.
Hopefully we don't have to break a window.
- Such a soft cock.
Lucky to find a window in here that isn't broken.
- It's the principle of the thing.
I'm not a criminal or a vandal.
I'm just looking around.
- Righto.
Guys!
- You think someone was living here?
- What kind of a filthy fuck up would live in this pit?
- Watch out!
- [Rowan] Shit!
- Get one of these stuck in you
and you might end up with AIDS or hepatitis or worse.
- Fucking junkie pricks.
- It s usually just local kids that come and hang out,
tag, shoot up, that kind of thing.
- I thought you said we were way off the grid?
- Yeah, we are.
- [Michael] Then there aren't any local kids.
- What is your problem?
- I just wanna know what's going on.
One minute, we're off the grid,
next minute this is the local hang out.
I mean, look around.
Somebody s been definitely living here
- I don't know.
How am I supposed to know?
- This whole thing was your idea!
- Guys!
Chill the fuck out.
- Let's just push on, okay?
- [Michael] You wanna check these out?
- Nah, let's just stick to the main corridor,
but keep your eyes open for any more stairs.
- Why?
- There s meant to be an old service tunnel
down here somewhere.
- A tunnel to where?
- Dunno, doesn't matter, just be cool to find it.
- There s someone else here.
- Sure?
- What else could make that noise?
- Something shifting in the wind maybe?
- Maybe.
Let s try not to make so much noise.
[tense music]
There s gotta be a way down there.
- This place is pretty impressive.
- Andre.
- Hey, guys.
Bunch up.
Come on.
Smile.
You're with your girlfriend.
- Such a dick.
- You gonna show us or what?
- Don' t sweat it princess, you look beautiful.
- Come on, man.
- [Rowan] All right, wait up.
- [Michael] Hey wait, wait, wait, what s that?
- [Rowan] What?
- Go back.
Back, back.
There.
What the hell's that?
- Zoom in.
- What is that?
- It's hard to tell.
Could just be more wreckage or graffiti or something.
- Fucking creepy whatever it is.
Black as the devil s arsehole down there.
- Ah shit.
- Oh, dude
- Doesn t matter.
Fuck it.
- Look, you can't blame yourself.
Shit happens.
- Shit certainly happened.
- Mate, you're the lucky one.
You're out of it now.
I mean do you really want to be with somebody
who does that to you?
- I should ve fought for her.
[spray paint clacking]
- [Andre] What the hell?
What the fuck are you doing?
- What does it look like?
- Arsehole!
I said no vandalism, how fucking hard is that?
- What the fuck is your problem?
Loosen up, man.
- Fuck.
- Oh, I m not here just to creep around.
- Then what are you here for?
- I m here to break shit and piss in the corner.
Look around mate, no one gives a fuck about this joint.
- Go ahead and be a dick about it then.
- You know what the difference between you and me is?
I'm not afraid to do what I want.
- No, the difference
is I don' t wanna draw dicks on the wall.
- You couldn't come here by yourself.
You don't have the guts.
You needed me so you could come and play tourist.
Shit!
[tense ambient music]
I don't have a torch.
- Here, I ve got a spare.
You know how to use it?
- [Rowan] It s a torch.
How hard can it be?
- It s a tactical light.
That's the emergency beacon, triggered by double click.
Single click, on, off.
The ring near the lamp controls the brightness.
Low, medium and high.
Don't run it on high though.
Chews the battery.
- I'll look after it.
- That's your backup?
- Always go prepared.
- What else did they teach you in the Girl Scouts?
- Look, I don't give a fuck
that you guys aren t taking this seriously.
Go fuck yourself.
- Hey!
Hey!
I do take this seriously.
If we get caught breaking and entering, we go to jail.
I'm not gonna get caught, you understand?
I'm not gonna let that happen.
- It's not about that.
It's about respect.
- You're preaching to the converted, dude.
I m not the one tagging walls and pissing in corners.
- Shut up!
Seriously, shut up.
I think I heard something.
[tense music]
- I don' t hear anything.
- Shh!
[thudding]
- Let s just get out of here.
- Yeah, I think you re right.
Oh, fuck!
- Whoa, sorry.
Hey, listen.
We don' t wanna bother you.
We we're just leaving.
Right, guys?
So we're just gonna go.
[tense music]
- Michael!
Fuck, wait up!
Michael!
[Michael whimpering]
Wait!
Michael, come on!
For fuck's sake, dude!
What are you doing?
- Who was, what was that?
- I don't know, man.
- Did you see the mask?
What was with the fucking mask?
- He's just a fucking prick!
I'll smash that cunt!
- [Michael] Why would he do that?
- I don't know.
- What if we re trapped?
- Michael!
Calm down, okay?
- Did you see the guy?
He was a fucking psycho!
- For fuck s sake dude!
He s just some filthy fucking junkie bum.
- Rowan's right, okay?
He s just a crazy bum, right?
- So what do we do now?
- Go and smash that cunt.
- Well, why didn t you fucking smash him then?
- He had a weapon!
Maybe if you hadn't fucking pussied out,
we all could've rushed him!
- Just fucking calm down, all right?
Just calm down!
We re just gonna find another way out
and go home, all right?
We re just gonna go home.
Okay?
Okay.
- All right, if I see that guy,
I'm gonna give him a fucking hiding!
- That's great.
Now let s just go.
- I m telling you, man.
If I see that guy I'm gonna give him
a fucking thrashing, he ll never forget.
[tense music]
- What would he be doing here?
Do you think he lives here?
- What difference does it make?
He s fucked with the wrong guy.
If he s got any fucking brains,
he ll stay the hell away from me.
- But why would he be living here?
- Can you stop going on about it, for Christ s sakes?
- Something smells really bad down here.
- I thought that was you.
- What if it s gas?
What if that s why he s wearing the mask?
- I don' t know.
Maybe.
[metal clanks]
- What is that?
[clanks]
- I've had enough of this shit!
- Yeah, we gotta keep moving.
[tense music]
- Hold on.
We don' t wanna be going down, we wanna be going up.
- You ve seen how big this place is.
There's levels and levels.
There's gotta be another way out.
- But we're already underground, can t you feel that?
- No, it s just another floor.
Let s check it out, come on.
- Fuck!
Weird.
What the fuck is going on with this place?
[tense ambient music]
- [Michael] Where did all this stuff come from?
- Must be a dozen pairs of shoes down here.
- Let s just get the fuck outta here.
[tense ambient music]
- [Rowan] Shit!
- [Michael] What the hell's up with you?
- Guys!
We re at the edge of the building!
- [Michael] If we follow this edge,
there ll have to be an exit eventually.
- Yep.
Hey, Boy Scout!
Stop dicking around in the trash.
We re getting out of here.
What the fuck is he doing?
[tense ambient music]
Andre!
Andre, what the hell are you doing, man?
Andre, for fuck's sake!
- Guys!
- I hear it.
Andre.
Andre!
Come on, man!
- [Andre] Oh!
Yes!
- What the fuck is that?
- Later, I promise.
[thuds]
- [Michael] Fuck, that's close.
- We have to hurry.
[thudding]
[yelling]
Fuck!
- Dead end.
- So we're fucked!
- Shit.
Shit!
We've got to go back.
Find another way.
- I say we go back to the stairs.
- Yeah.
Yeah and if that motherfucker s there,
we all rush him, fuck him up.
- All right, it s a plan, come on.
- [Michael] Go, go, go!
- [Rowan] Now what?
- [Andre] Dunno.
- God, what s that smell?
Ah, fuck!
- [Andre] Michael, you okay?
Michael. - It s a fucking trip wire!
[Michael whimpering]
- [Andre] Shit, stop rubbing mate!
Michael! - Ow, what is it?
Is it asbestos?
It's asbestos, isn't it?
- I don't know, man!
Oh, fuck.
- What is it?
What's wrong?
Oh, fuck!
- Michael.
- Stay the fuck away from me!
- It doesn t have to be what you think it is.
It could be nothing.
- Nothing?
How about I stick this fucking thing in you
and we'll see if it's still nothing!
- Put it down right now or I'll smack the shit outta you!
- I need to get to a hospital.
Now.
- [Andre] Hey, how, many fingers am I holding up?
- How am I supposed to know
if you shine that fucking torch in my face?
- Okay, good.
How you feeling?
- I'll be all right.
- I don't think we came this way.
- This is bullshit.
It s like a fucking maze.
- I thought you always knew which way was which?
- You little cocksucker.
This is all your fault.
If you hadn't fucking run away like a little girl,
we'd be halfway home by now!
- Both of you cool it!
- Fucking gutless little bitch.
I should leave you to rot down here!
- That's enough!
[distant coughing]
Who's there?
- [Michael] What are you doing?
[Andre hushing]
- Where are you?
[tense music]
Jesus.
- [Liam] Water.
- Ease up, mate.
[coughing]
- [Andre] How long you been down here for?
- Have you got any food?
- No, we didn t pack a picnic.
Who the fuck are you?
- Liam.
Did you find the others?
- What others?
- [Liam] We got separated.
- There's no one else, except.
- The one in the mask.
We have to stay away from him.
- No shit.
What the hell were you doing down here?
- You re looking for it too.
- [Michael] We're just looking for a way out.
- [Liam] But you haven t found it.
- What the fuck are you talking about?
- I know where it is.
- Start making sense.
- Back off, man.
It's not helping.
- [Michael] Here, I've got some muesli bars.
Maybe we just all take a break for a minute.
- I don't know how long I've been down here.
Days.
Maybe.
First, the batteries ran out.
Then the water.
- So you re just lucky we came along.
- What about your friends?
- He came out of the dark.
We scattered.
I heard screams and then nothing.
For a long time.
And then I heard you.
- [Michael] Screaming?
- But we found it.
- What?
- Everyone who comes here is looking for it.
- Could you find it again?
- Wait a second, you knew about this?
- It's just an old story.
- What a joke!
We ve wasted enough time.
- What about the guy in the mask?
The screaming, his friends?
- We can't do anything about that.
We've just gotta get out of here and get help.
- But what if he's still out there?
- Hey, wait up.
We've been here before.
- Ah, I don't know, it all looks the same.
- Nah, I'm sure.
- So what do we do now?
- Any tips, Liam?
- Maybe that way?
- Maybe.
[tense ambient music]
- Got nothing.
- We re under tons of concrete and steel.
- Who you gonna call?
The cops?
Your mum?
- I don't know.
Someone, anyone.
- We're on our own, Michael.
We gotta do this ourselves.
You re the one who didn't wanna get caught.
[tense ambient music]
This is crazy.
We re going around in circles.
- [Michael] You sure?
- Absolutely.
- Fuck, let s settle this.
Good thing one of us brought something useful.
- Haven't you wondered?
What if he meant for this to happen?
What if he followed us down here?
- What?
- The psycho!
What if it's a trap?
- Mate, we ve got enough to worry about right now, okay?
- Ah, fuck!
Fuck!
- [Michael] Ah shit!
- You ve been going around in circles.
- Check your compass.
- [Andre] Always come prepared.
- How's that gonna help?
- At least we ll get a bearing!
- [Andre] What the hell?
- Hold it level.
- I am holding it level!
- [Liam] It s broken.
- It s not broken!
- It's fucked!
Doesn't matter in here anyway.
We're not looking for fucking Santa Claus.
- If you've got a better idea, I'd like to hear it.
- Yeah, I do.
Why don' t you leave a trail of crumbs
with the cookies in your girl guide bag?
- Fuck you!
- [Michael] Both of you just back off!
- I will not!
Why don't you fill us in on what's going on down here?
What d you find in the toilet block?
- [Andre] It's not gonna help us now.
- [Rowan] I ll be the judge of that.
- A camera.
- You knew it was here.
You've been looking for it the whole damn time.
- I didn't know it was here, I just thought it might be.
- [Liam] What camera?
- [Michael] Whose camera?
- The guy was telling you about, the blogger.
The one who came down here.
- Well what happened to him?
- I dunno.
The post s just stopped.
- Well, what was he doing down here?
What was he looking for?
- Chemicals.
Industrial chemicals.
Toxic waste.
- Toxic waste?
Why would anybody want that?
- You can make stuff with it.
Poisons,
drugs,
shit like that.
- The motherfuckers just dumped down here.
- You son of a bitch.
You knew about this shit and you still brought us down here!
You sold us down the river!
- I didn't know this was gonna happen.
- Oh, god.
- I swear.
- No way out.
- [Michael] What?
- That's what it said on the wall.
No way out.
- Andre, what is he talking about?
Andre!
- We need to look at that camera.
- Nah, probably doesn't work any way.
- Well, who fucking asked you?
Get the camera!
- Ah, fuck!
- [Rowan] Check the last few files.
- [Andre] All right, all right.
- Ah shit!
It's an art house movie.
- Just wait.
- The furnace s here had to be fed tons of coal,
around the clock.
In 1951, three men died in a coal pile collapse.
Less than a year later,
another man falls into the furnaces.
I'd say this place has its fair share of ghosts.
- Enough of the History Channel already.
- Can you shut your mouth for one fucking minute?
That's where we came in.
- Maybe just scan ahead.
Hold it there.
- It all just looks the same.
I don't understand.
How do I keep ending up back at the same place?
And I keep hearing these sounds, like,
like shuffling,
and breathing.
I should never have come here alone.
[gasps]
- Jesus Christ!
He fucking killed him!
- We re all gonna die in here.
- That's enough!
This is useless.
We ve just got to get out of here
before the batteries die and we end up like Liam,
drinking our own piss in the dark.
- You won t be such a tough guy when the lights go out.
- Oh yeah?
Well how about pulling some fucking weight, huh?
We re even more lost because of you!
- Look, this isn't helping.
We ve got to work together.
[Michael retching]
- [Rowan] Ah, great.
- Michael, I m sorry.
- I need to get to a hospital.
- Can you stand?
- I just wanna go home.
- But I'm so close.
- No fucking way!
- He s right, that's just madness.
We ve gotta get to the stairwell
and get the hell out of here.
- But--
- Don' t even start on that shit, man!
We re going home.
- Ah, shit!
Okay.
But we've got to be smarter about this.
- Oh well, you're the smart one, right?
- Look, this is a big building.
We re in some sort of a loop.
We just can't see it.
- [Rowan] We could start by running these brighter.
- If we ran them brighter, we'd be in the dark by now.
Like I said, we need to be smart.
- Well come on, Einstein!
- Okay, I've got an idea.
Two of us hold this position.
The other two scout ahead and try and find a way out.
We mark our progress with a spray can.
- Mark it how?
- I dunno.
We use numbers or an arrow.
- No, I don't like it.
We've got to stick together.
- I know we should.
It hasn't exactly worked so far.
- It might work.
If we mark the junctions
and come back every couple of minutes.
- Yeah, if we don't spread too far.
Stay within earshot.
- Well, I m not staying behind.
- I'll stay.
Just don't get too far ahead.
- [Liam] I'll stay with you.
- [Andre] Okay.
- All right, back in five minutes, whatever happens.
Wanna hold hands, that make you feel better?
- Piss off.
You stay here, you promise?
- I promise.
- [Rowan] Hurry the fuck up!
- [Liam] Good luck.
[tense music]
- I don' t like that guy.
You believe all that bullshit about being lost down here?
And what the hell happened to his so-called friends?
- [Michael] Well we re lost,
so yeah I can believe that part.
- [Rowan] How do you get this to?
- Andre said not to.
- It s just for a minute.
Looks promising.
Here.
Make yourself useful, will you?
- Hey, wait up!
- Can you find it again?
- We're close.
- You sure?
- They wouldn t even know we were gone.
- All right, let's go.
[tense ambient music]
- Mark this one.
- Okay, it's been five.
Let s head back.
- We hardly got anywhere.
Just another minute.
- No way, we promised.
- Just around the corner and straight back, all right?
- This was a stupid idea.
[tense ambient music]
- This one.
Doesn t smell as bad in here.
- All right, but we have to head back now.
- Well where is it?
- [Liam] This is all that s left.
- [Andre] What?
What are you doing?
- Try it.
I can remember when it used to hit me like that.
It does take some getting used to.
[grunting]
But you don't have to worry about that.
- Not sure how much paint s left.
- Don't worry about it.
Let s just grab the Boy Scout and get the fuck out of here.
[tense music]
- [Andre] No, don't, no, no!
No!
[thuds]
[tense music]
[thuds]
- What was that?
Andre.
Come on!
[tense music]
This way.
Andre!
- [Rowan] Andre!
Where the fuck are you?
Quit screwing around!
- [Michael] Here.
- Andre!
What the hell?
Wait up!
- Andre.
Oh, no.
We'll get you out of here.
- What the fuck is that?
[tense music]
Oh, fuck!
[yells]
- [Michael] Rowan!
Wait!
- Fucking move!
[coughing]
- Rowan.
- What the fuck?
No, no!
[tense ambient music]
Fuck yes!
[tense ambient music]
[thudding]
[camera clicking]
[yells]
[tense music]
- Fuck!
[grunting]
Pussy.
What are you afraid of?
Don't have to hide.
Always come prepared.
Shh!
Rowan.
[screaming]
- Shut up!
- You nearly fucking killed me!
Why the hell didn't you say anything?
- I had to know it was you.
Gimme a torch.
- What the hell happened to you?
- I got my arse kicked by that fucking psycho!
Gimme a torch! - Get your own
fucking torch, you prick!
[clattering]
- [Rowan] Come on!
- [Michael] Wait!
- Move your arse!
All right, this way!
Shit.
Shit!
[grunting]
- Oh fuck!
- Yes, yes!
We gotta be close.
Come on!
Oh, yes!
Come on!
- Oh shit.
What are we gonna do now?
- We re gonna take him.
Both of us.
- No, no.
No!
- Don t you dare pussy out on me!
- Watch out!
[thuds]
[yelling]
[thudding]
[grunting] [thudding]
- [Michael] No!
[fast-paced music]
- Fuck, fuck!
[thuds]
[grunting]
[yells]
[thuds]
[grunting] [thudding]
- You fucking left me!
[grunting] [thudding]
Fuck!
[yelling]
Rowan?
Rowan, are you okay?
[somber music]
[grunting]
[tense ambient music]
[fast-paced music]
[grunting]
[fast-paced music]