What you are about to see is inpired by true events.
According to the FBI, there are an estimated 1.4 million violent crimes...
in America each year.
On the night of February 11, 2005, Kristen McKay and James Hoyt...
left a friend's wedding reception and returned to the Hoyt family's summer home.
The brutal events that took place there are still not entirely known.
"911, What's your emergency"?
Are you there"?
(sobbing) "There's no people here"
"OK, Calm down, where are you, what's your address"?
- "I don't know" - "Are you in danger"?
"Yes,.. yes".
- "What's your name"? - "Jordan... we need help"!
"OK, can you tell me what street you're on"?
- "I don't know where we are". - "Jordan, who are you with"?
"We went... we went in the house, we found people"...
"You found who? Jordan"... "Who did you find"?
"There's blood on the walls"... "Help Us"!
- "Jordan?... - "Help us"!
- "Jordon, calm down". - "Help us, it's everywhere"!
- "Jordan, what happened"? - "There's blood everywhere"!
(country music playing)
- When did you do all this? - Ah, today, with Mike... and with the girls.
I thought you'd like it.
You can have this room, I'm gonna get set up out there...
(sighing) I don't know about the tub.
I didn't know if the roses go in first or after.
Yeah, I don't know either.
Here... let me.
- Thank you. - Okay.
Mike, it's me, um'm... we're at the house now,
I, huh... I know you're fuckin drunk...
or maybe you're sleeping now, but...
huh, I'll tell you when I see you, things...
didn't work out the way I planned, at all.
Um'mm, I'm gonna need you to come out here and get me...
as soon as you wake up in the morning, I'm gonna give her the car, just...
call me when you get this, Okay?
I know... I know it's a bitch to come all the way out here, but... sorry it sucks.
Okay.
- Hi. - Hi.
(laughing)
Come outside with me.
- I only wanted to dance with you. - We're dancing right now
- Jerk. - You're a jerk.
You're a jerk.
Oh... it's freezing, let's get into the car.
- Wait a second. - What?
I just wanna tell you something.
What do you wanna tell me?
I remember the first time, that ever I saw you...
(church bell ringing)
It's really... nice, everything you did, it's beautiful.
Yeah.
Here, I can't keep it, I can't, take it back, please.
Just take it, please.
(cork popping)
Here.
Your clothes are in the bedroom, if you want.
I wanna wear this, I'll only get to wear it tonight.
- It makes me feel pretty. - You are pretty.
I'm so sorry it wasn't the way you though it would be.
I'm really sorry.
- Well, What do we do now? - I don't know.
- I'm just not ready yet. - Alright.
- James. - Please.
Please, talk to me.
This is embarrassing.
(playing country music)
¶ You are in love, sad and lonely. ¶
¶ About time you be. ¶
¶ Sad and lonely, and I wonder, do you remember me, ¶
¶ everyday is sad and lonely, and at night instead of me ¶
¶ do you ever think of me, my darling" ¶
I wish you do. ¶
You're my girl
(country music continues)
(knock on the door)
What is it, like 4 in the morning?
(knocking continues)
- Hi. - Hello.
- Is Tim Wood here? - No, you got the wrong house.
- You sure? - Yeah, I'm sorry.
(indistinctive voice in background)
See you later.
- That's weird. - Yeah.
Some people get lost out here, should I go get her?
She seemed okay, I mean, I think she would've said, if she wasn't.
(whispering) "It's cold outside".
(whispering) "Kill".
- I'm out of cigarettes. - I'll go get you some more.
No, I didn't mean that, you don't have to...
I just go to sleep, I'm tired anyway.
I know you want'm.
I'll drive.
That's alright, I wanna drive for awhile anyway.
Let me light you a fire.
I was thinking, when you were taking a bath...
I want you to take the car back tomorrow.
What do you mean?
I don't think a roadtrip is such a good idea right now.
I called Mike, he's gonna come out get me in the morning.
Are you sure that's what you want?
Yeah...
Okay, I'll be back...
if you don't want to talk some more, you don't have to.
Okay?
- You gonna be okay here? - Yeah, I'll be fine.
- Okay. - Thanks, for lighting me a fire.
Oh, sure.
(music playing)
(loud knock at door)
"Let's spend the evening".
"Should we go outside"?
"Should we play somewhere"?
(another loud knock)
(continues knocking)
Hello.
Is Tim at home?
- You already came by here. - Are you sure?
(footsteps walking away)
(wind chimes ringing)
(fire alarm sounding)
(loud knock at door)
(knocking continues)
(another loud knock)
Oh, come on.
Come on.
(knocking continues)
James, where are you? That girl came back.
That girl!
I mean, she keeps... she keeps knocking on the door.
What do you mean? I heard her voice.
No, I didn't open the door.
I don't know, the battery's dead, I'm charging it right now.
Okay... okay.
I just want you to come home, okay.
No, I'm fine, but just hurry.
How far away are you?
Okay.
Will you just stay on the phone with me?
(phone disconnects)
James?
(door closes)
James?...
(door slams hard)
(loud bang at the door)
(knocking continues)
Oh, god.
Oh my god, it's not happening.
(wind chimes ringing out loud)
(wind chimes continue ringing out)
(loud knocking) (wind chimes ringing out loud)
(loud screeching noises)
Ahhh!... Ahhh!...
(loud banging, record skipping) "It's over dead"... "it's over dead"...
"It's ov... "It's over dead"... "it's over dead"...
(record continues to skip)
(loud knocking and banging) (record continues to skip)
GO AWAY!... (loud banging)
(record continues skipping) "It's over dead"... "it's over dead"...
(record stops)
(footsteps approaching)
- Jamie! - Kristen?
- There's someone out there. - What're you doing?
- Don't leave me, please don't leave me! - Okay, I'm here Kristen.
- What happened to your hand? - Don't leave...
Stop, stop, sit down, sit down and try to stay calm...
How do you know there's somebody out there?
I saw a man at the back door, and he was wearing a mask.
What'd you mean wearing a mask, like a ski mask, what?
- A fucking mask... - Okay...
- I don't know. - Calm down.
- Jamie, I'm so scared. - Okay.
- Don't go out there, please don't go... - Kris, stop, I'm right here.
Stop!
Come on, there's nobody here.
Come here.
It's okay, there's nothing here.
- So what'd you wanna do. - I don't know.
Kristen...
Kristen, what is it?
She's watching us.
She looks like a ghost,
- Want me to go talk to her? - They don't wanna talk.
Well, they want something...
people don't just stand out there, staring at us like that...
they want something.
- Shit... - What?
I left my phone in the car, I'm gonna go get it.
- You can't go out there! - Why?
One of them came in here and took my phone.
Kristen, nobody came in here.
She's gone.
Fuck...
Shit!
(loud banging and crashing noise)
What do you want?
Why don't you get the fuck outta here!
- James! - Kristen, go back inside.
- What's happening? - Kristen...
(loud bang)
Kristen, go!
- Jesus Christ! - What? Sorry, I was waiting for you.
I want you to get your things, and put your shoes on.
- Did you find your phone? - No! I told you they took my phone.
- I put it in your bag... - James, it's not in the bag.
I plugged it into the wall and when I came back, it was gone.
I just don't understand, I checked the whole house, there was nobody in here.
Let me see your hand.
What're you thinking?
Ever since we've been here, I haven't heard a dog bark...
not a car pass, nothing.
It's just us and "them".
Why're they doing this?
Listen, I don't want you to think about that, okay?
Don't think about it.
It doesn't matter right now.
The only reason is, if they'd come through that door.
Okay?
What is it?
It's my phone... we gotta get outta here.
Shit!
- Who is that? - I don't know.
(engine reving)
Get outta the car!
Oh!
Shit!
Come on!
(engine reving)
(horn blowing)
- James, we need a gun. - I'm looking.
Does your dad have a gun?
Kristen, I'm looking! There was one here when as a kid, he always hid it.
(horn continues to blow)
Let's go to the bedroom.
Oh my God...
(Gunshots)
- What're you doing? - Looking for bullets.
Got'm, got'm, I got'm.
- I don't know how to use this thing. - What'd you mean?
I'm not sure even how to load it.
But you said you used to hunt with your dad.
No, I never did, it's just something that I said.
I'm gonna open the door, and I just want you to run, okay?
- (door breaks) - Ahhh!...
Let's go block the door!
(screaming)
Push!
(Gunshots)
Come on.
We're not gonna fucking die here.
We're gonna sit here and wait for the fucking cops to come, or whatever.
We're not gonna fucking die.
(footsteps approaching)
(country music playing)
¶ The first thing I remember knowing, ¶
¶ was the lonesome whistle blowing, ¶
¶ and the youngest dream of growing up to ride. ¶
(vehicle approaching)
(cell phone dialing)
Yo! Jimmy James...
what's up buddy, it's Mike,
Listen man, I'm outside.
Ah, I got here early... I just decided to come out and you know...
just be here for you, as soon as I possibly could...
'cause you know... you know how I like to wait on you, hand and fuckin' foot.
What the fuck!
(country music playing)
Hello?
Jimmy?
Kristen?
(country music continues playing)
- To hell with you... - (Gunshot)
Kristen, I shot him.
- He didn't have a mask. - What?
Why didn't he have a fuckin' mask?
What'd you mean, he didn't have a mask?
James?
- What? - Oh, God...
- What is it? - Stay there...
- James, answer me! - Holy, fuck...
- What? - Don't, stay there.
Get off of me! Stop it!
It's Michael, it's Mike, please don't look, it's Mike.
Oh my God.
Baby, it's not your fault.
He was my best friend, he was my best friend.
What're we gonna do?
(Kristen sobbing, coughing)
Where're you going?
I'm gonna go outside,..
- I want you to hide somewhere. - What're you talking about?
There's an old radio out in the barn, I'm gonna try and call for help...
I don't know what else to do.
It's okay, I come right back for you.
Listen, I want you to go, I want you to hide.
- I'll keep them away and come find you. - James no, I wanna come with you.
Kristen, It'll be okay, I promise, I'll be fine.
Be careful... James.
Oh, shit.
(Gunshot)
James?
Oh, fuck!
(loud bangs from house)
James?
(two-way radio static)
Hello?
(two-way radio static)
Help me...
(radio static)
(indistinctive voices)
(thumping and banging)
(thumping and banging continues)
(radio transmission) "This is 10, 5, 0, do you read"?
"Hello"?
Can you hear me? Hello? Please answer me!
Help me!
"Where are you"?
(screaming)
(piano playing)
(footsteps)
Ahh!... No!...
No!...
He's... gonna kill you.
Why are you doing this to us?
James?
(James coughing)
You're gonna die.
Kristen run!
No!... Let me out!...
No!...
Baby!...
(Kristen Screams)
Ahh!...
Why are you doing this to us?
'Cause you are home.
I love you.
Until to the end.
Baby...
No... please don't...
No... please, you don't have to do this, please!
You can stop now...
Please!
You can stop now, please... You can stop now.
(Kristen screams)
Look at my face...
Look at me, I love you...
Please! Please!
No!... No!...
Can I have one?
Are you a sinner?
Sometimes.
It will be easier next time..
Ahh...