Dark Vision (2015) - full transcript

There is more in the darkness than you know... Mind-full host Spencer Knights puts his crew in peril whilst trying to win his own series as part of the paranormal competition Dark Vision. Find out what manifestations lay in wait for his team inside Baylock's Folly - a place with a dark history and possibly a darker present. Who is it's mysterious caretaker Clem and what are the twisted motivations of the producers at the "Dark Vision Hub"? Step into the darkness and find the answers in this new wave gothic horror from Stray Spark productions.

Good Evening
and welcome to the
show that dares to

lift the veil on the unknown
to confront our darkest fears.

Are you ready to spend the
night, with Spencer Knights?

My team on tonight's
vexing vigil are...

Kev on roving camera.

And returning to the show
after a three-year sabbatical,

we have camerawoman
extraordinaire, Jo.

Hi.

And facing her
nocturnal nightmares,

tonight's celebrity
fear-facer, star of

Dream Angels, Martha Clewes.



It's Marva, with a V.

Tonight, through
the power of mind control

technique, I will give
our guest the will

to face her deepest fear.

Fear, of the dark.

But unknown to Miss Clewes,
we're not taking her

just any dark place.

We're taking her to
one of Britain's most
haunted locations.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Baylock's Folly.

So remember folks,
don't lose your cool.

And be Mind-Full.

Is that
the best you can do?

It's gonna be a long night.

Where is everyone?



I don't know.

We're supposed to
meet the caretaker.

I see you've got
your coverage sorted.

Kudos.

You ain't
seen nothing yet.

Someone's left us a tipple.

Oh hi, Clem.

Jesus!

Apologies.

Must have nodded off.

I sleep like the dead.

Clem is the keeper
of this isolated outpost.

She's held the position
for, quite a while so

she knows a thing or two
about it's unsettling history.

Oh.

For your troubles.

Much appreciated.

I'll put it away for
a special occasion.

Yeah, like breakfast.

Over the years,
there has been a plethora

of phantom phenomena in the
lower levels of this building.

What isn't said, is the
foundation of this folly

contain the remnants of a
15th century plague hospital.

No they don't.

The bubonic
plague, or black death was

one of the worst
diseases in history.

Half of Europe's population
was wiped out by it.

A plague doctor who worked
here, William Baylock,

took it upon himself
to ease the suffering

of those in his care.

It is said Baylock succumbed
to the disease himself,

losing his mind in the process.

No, no he didn't.

Let's descend
and see what lies in

the bowels of this dark folly.

Kev, that's her head!

Sorry.

Jesus!

It is said this
diseased doctor still wanders

the tunnels beyond this
door, endlessly searching

for victims to dispatch
from their despair.

But if his spirit comes
across the living, well, it's

a case of bring out your dead.

Tonight, we will be
completely cut off from the

outside world to
investigate the mysterious

manifestations in this tunnel of terror.

The guys back at the hub
will put reverb on that.

Awesome.

You okay?

Yeah I'm fine, just
not big on enclosed spaces.

Good job you're
not spending the night

in an underground tunnel then.

What's that smell?

Is that vinegar?

That's not vinegar,
it's rat's piss.

Or, it could be all the
rotting dead bodies down here.

Kevin!

Spooky.

The beaked masks of plague
doctors contained oils

and herbs to filer what they
thought was infected air.

Maybe I should get one.

Kev, here.

Bizarrely, these guys
would soak their garments

in vinegar and rose water to
keep the Black Death at bay.

The wooden cane was carried
to inspect patients.

Legend has it, Baylock
used this not only to

examine the infected,
but ultimately to
choke them to death.

There have been many reports
of stick-like tapping

echoing through these
tunnels, often followed

by the muted screams
of Baylock's victims.

Some have even felt the
sensation of something

wooden, slowly choking them.

I'm used to that feeling.

It's probably just rats.

Yeah, rats with rhythm.

Bloody hell Spence,
when was the last time

you got these things serviced?

Just keep documenting!

Shit!

We can't leave her like
this for much longer.

Nice work
with the vinegar.

What vinegar?

Darkness sees all.

It stares at the fear
hiding in your soul.

when you hear the word,
you can and you will

face the darkest fear of all.

Angels.

Where am I?

Jo?

I't okay Marva, I'm here.

Where's here?

Miss Clewes, you're
in the haunted remains

of a 15th century plague
hospital, 60 feet below

a remote tower, deep in
the English countryside.

Oh, and it's almost midnight.

I'm being filmed?

Jo!

Ah!

Miss Clewes.

Miss Clewes?

How do you feel?

Um, I'm
quite good actually.

Now that's the
magic I'm talking about.

Some say this
is the face of one
of Baylock's victims.

If you look closely, it's
screaming out in terror.

Is this part
of the therapy?

Yeah, ruining it.

Looks like a
yawning camel to me.

Kev, that does
not look like a camel.

Or an alpaca?

What the
hell's an alpaca?

It's a sort of llama.

What like the Dalai Lama?

No, that's Lama with one L.

Alpacas are smaller than
llamas, and they've actually

got a much thicker
coat which is used in...

What the fuck?

The face is said
to be that of a child.

He killed children?

To Baylock,
all souls were equal in

the need for redemption.

Which is another way of saying,
he was completely insane.

How many people
did Baylock kill?

Oh, hundreds.

It's said he finished
off whole families.

Must have seen it as his
calling or something.

Hundreds is
probably pushing it

a bit don't you think?

I preferred you
when you were comatose.

Charming, nice
to know you live up

to your reputation, Spencer.

What reputation?

AHHH!

Jo, are you okay?

Have you been lurking
in there all this time?

Is this...?

Yes it is, what's
he doing here, Spencer?

Who'd you think's
been chucking these

cameras and lights
about the place?

Nice to know
we've go our very own

techno-monkey on call.

Nice to be appreciated.

Took me all afternoon to
install these puppies.

Oh, and I don't
suppose you've been tapping

any walls tonight either?

Whatever
makes you say that?

Thanks Xan, for
adding a touch of drama

to tonight's proceedings.

But just remember in cyberspace
everyone can hear you scream.

That was bloody awful.

It's my script honey,
just stick with it, yeah?

Not if you keep
churning bollocks like

that out I won't.

Remind me why
I asked you back again?

Uh, because I
make you look good?

Fair enough.

It's chilly.

Oh, right.

Aw...

Oh.

Thanks.

Hands.

William Baylock.

Show us your presence.

William, please give us a
demonstration of your power.

The darkness, whispers....

Silently giving release
to God's children.

No!

The children!

Suffering, all of them
screaming, help, please help us!

It's coming!

Oh my god!

Don't take stock
of the tittle tattle

about this place having
once been a plague hospital.

That was on the edge of town.

This place has a
different story to tell.

In truth, children were
moved here to be kept safe.

Isolated from the black death.

In these tunnels, under
what was the old monastery.

Baylock did see it
upon himself to rid

the town of the curse by
dispatching the diseased.

But not because he
was infected himself.

One night a fire
broke out in the town.

Everyone rushed to help,
including the monks.

But unknown to them, Baylock
made his way down here.

When the brothers
returned, they found him

surrounded by the lifeless
bodies of 13 children,

all with their
windpipes crushed.

He was said to be in the
process of an incantation

to invoke the
spirits of darkness.

You see, Baylock was
what many people today

would call a Satanist.

He sacrificed victims
as an offering, to gain

his own soul passage
to a darker dimension.

But whatever the good
fathers did to him that night

thwarted his plan.

Soon after the monastery
was burned to the ground.

The Folly was built in it's
place, leaving the souls

of Baylock and his
young victims trapped

eternally beneath it.

Some say Baylock's
remains are here still.

And hundreds of years
after his death, he walks

these catacombs in
endless search of them.

Just thought I'd
put you straight.

On the reality of the situation.

Remember.

There is more in the
darkness than you know.

Good night.

Now that was scary.

That's it, I've
got to get out of here!

Marva, deep breaths,
they're just stories.

I don't care!

I-I can't breathe,
I'm suffocating!

I can't get any air!

Shh, Marva keep it together!

We can get through this
if we just stay calm.

No, I can't
deal with this!

Dream.

Your friend's great,
a real screamer.

One a.m., and the Mind-Full team
split into two separate vigils.

Intrepid newcomer
Marva and myself in the

first chamber, Jo and
Xan at the far end.

Kev will act as roving camera.

But remember, whatever happens,
don't give up the ghost.

You're probably
right, but I'm just saying

the guy's moral compass
is completely fucked.

Shit, I can't believe
I left Marva with him.

I should be with her.

Just relax.

Spencer's many things
but at least he's got the

you know, touch, to
keep her zoned out.

Yeah, that's
what I'm afraid of.

Oh, please don't
stop on my account.

I'm just here to document.

Don't kid yourself Kev.

This craps' about
as far away from a

documentary as you can get.

It's okay Kev, trash
peddlers like us can only

marvel in the presence of
a real filmmaker like Jo.

What films have you made again?

Nothing that would
register with your I.Q.

That famous
friend of yours does.

Marva Clewes.

I've still got one of her
Dream Angels calenders.

Actually I've got three
years worth of them.

December was always pretty hot.

Why are you here, Xan?

I was curious, to
see how you were doing

after your film course.

I wondered if you'd
learnt to grow up yet.

Hey guys, remember
it's Dark Vision,

not Jerry Springer
in a basement.

Nice.

Now we know where to dump
Spencer after I kill him.

That's a bit harsh.

Don't tell me you've
fallen for his gold-plated

spin as well, Kev.

Actually I have quite
a lot of respect for him.

That's funny, so did I.

Playing with
yourself again, Xan?

It's the latest
paranormal pocket product.

A ghost hunting
app, awesome!

You seriously think
this thing's for real?

It's got a
mode for measuring

fluctuations in
room temperature.

Ooo, wow.

It seems to have
found a cold spot.

And my own personal
favorite, ASA.

The ambient spectral analyzer.

Which is?

The detection of
sound beyond the mortal
range of hearing.

Voices from the astral plane.

Sun...

Kitten...

Cabbage...

Car...

Rainbow...

And two million
people stop downloading.

It's okay.

God Marva, you're freezing!

What happened?

I'm not sure,
but I was deep in a

contact trance when
Martini just lost it.

It's Marva!

I felt some
pushing against my throat.

It felt like w-w-wood.

Hey babe, that's
just your imagination.

Awesome.

My arms, my arms!

What's on my arms?!

Somebody stop her!

Keep filming.

Marva, you're
having a panic attack.

No, I can see it!

Disease, I've got the plague!

Marva, keep,
keep taking breaths.

Nice and slow.

That's it.

That's it.

She's in no state
to continue with this.

No shit.

She'll be fine.

Let's just get her some
air, and we'll cont...

No, Xan's right,
she can't go on.

It's okay.

I just, I just
needed to breathe.

No.

My necklace.

Oh, you're shitting me.

Must be around
here somewhere.

You're freaking out,
about a piece of jewelry?

It's special to me.

I'll help you
look for it Jo.

Hey, Kev will
help you find it.

Okay.

Uh, where do
you think you're going?

I'm taking her home.

We've another four
hours to get through yet.

What?

Look, I'll
take her upstairs.

I need to check on
the streaming anyway.

No, I'll take her.

I'm taking her home.

Well then, both of
your fees for the evening

will just have to stay
in my bank account,

unless someone can
take her place.

You manipulative little sh...

It's ok, Jo.

I'll go with Xan.

But...

We need this, hun.

Okay.

See you later, yeah?

So that's what you
learnt at film school.

To help avoid cold spots.

Bet that pushes
your hits up.

It pushes something up.

Please,
tell me you got that.

Why was Jo so freaked
out about losing a necklace?

Um, maybe because
it has sentimental value.

It was just a
cheap piece of old tat.

Oh right.

No.

It belonged to her
sister, Corinne.

Jo doesn't have a sister.

Didn't Jo tell you?

Tell me what?

They were out for
a drive, when Jo stopped

and got out to chat to a friend.

While they were talking
a drunk driver crashed

into the car.

Both cars caught fire.

Corinne was trapped.

When was this?

Six years ago.

Why didn't she tell me?

Obviously you were
good enough to tell.

I was the one Jo
stopped to talk to.

I think I need some
of Clem's little helper.

So how long have
you two, you know?

We've been together
for almost two years now.

Wow, two years?

That's...

Longer than you had?

I was gonna
say quite a while.

I had no idea Jo was, ya know?

From what I
hear, you were too busy

checking out other
girls to notice.

Clearly I
wasn't the only one.

Besides, I wouldn't believe
everything you hear.

There are two sides
to every story.

Ain't that the truth.

Hope you're
refreshed and ready for

round two, Miss Clewes,
I know you're in there.

I'm not going
back down there.

It's okay, I'll tell
him you're not ready.

I'll huff
and I'll puff!

I'm not doing it!

Marva!

Ah, Miss Clewes.

I'm not doing it!

What have you done to her?

Carry on
streaming, Xan.

I thought Marva
wasn't coming back.

With the hits
that we've been getting?

The hub said that two teams
have already been voted off.

that leaves us and
just two more to boot.

You're not doing this.

Jo, will you
just get with the program

and start taking
this thing seriously?

What?

My girlfriend's having
a major meltdown, and

will probably never speak
to me again for getting her

into this bullshit.

And I'm the one not
taking things seriously!

She'll be fine.

In the meantime, we're down
to the last three teams.

We've almost got our own series.

This is a big deal, Jo,
we need to win this.

Okay, I need to win this.

If this goes tits up my next
stop's the shopping channel.

It's always about you.

You'll do anything to
bolster that over-inflated

ego of yours, no matter who
gets hurt along the way.

Don't get
superior on me.

I know why you were fired
from your last documentary.

I wasn't fired, I quit.

I, I need you, Jo.

Look at what I've got
to work with here,

an app-obsessed nerd, and
a cameraman who'd more used

to delivering pizza than
getting a shot in focus.

No offense, Kev.

Awesome.

We're the same, Jo.

Passionate, hungry.

And we'll do whatever it
takes to get it in the can.

I did that on my last job.

I may not be perfect,
Spencer, but I do have

some standards left.

I just took a wrong turn
before I found them again.

That's okay!

I understand.

At the end of the day you've
got to follow your heart.

Even if that does mean
hooking up with an

ex soap star to get back on top.

I'll pass that on to
Marva when we get home.

Great, you tell...

Marva!

Have you got a
trigger word for everyone?

Take her.

What's mine?

Awesome!

Hic en spiritum.

Sed non icorpore.

Evokare lemures de mortuis.

Decretum espugnare.

De angelus Hakkai.

En inferno inremeablis.

WA TA NA SY YAM

WA TA NA SY YAM

WA TA NA SY YAM

What are you doing, Spence?

Just a bit
of theater, Kevin.

Jingle bells.

I'm okay with that
Spence, it's just, ya know,

leaving Jo by herself.

Believe me,
she can handle it.

Look, if we just give
this thing one final take,

we'll hit big, Kev!

Okay.

What do you want me to do?

Well, start by
chucking a few stones,

then tapping the walls
a bit, before really

scaring them shitless.

How am I gonna do that?

There's a camera
installed in the beak.

Awesome.

Contact me if
Jo gets out of hand.

Back at dawn.

Sleeps like the dead.

Great.

The things I do for this show.

Why can't I get this close to
them when they're conscious?

Spencer?

Spencer!

Spencer is that you?

What the fuck?

Marva.

It's okay.

But, Jo.

Shhh.

If that's you Spence,
I swear to God I'll

rip your fucking nuts off.

Spencer!

Open the door!

The very walls
of this building are

transmitting the evil beneath.

I've never experienced
such a case of spectral

banging in my life.

I'm in awe, at the bravery of
the team in the tunnels below.

I hope they're alright.

Clem, Clem!

Kev, hello?

Kevin.

Hello?

Jesus!

I heard knocking.

Shit!

You look like you've
seen a ghost, Mr. Knights!

Here.

Are you okay?

I've been better.

Tell me Clem, this
devil worship thing.

How can you be sure?

I don't quite understand
your meaning, Mr. Knights.

I mean, Baylock.

Was he really trying
to open a doorway?

Isn't what you've learnt
this evening dark enough?

Fairly.

I was just curious.

As I said, Baylock's
victims were an offering,

to gain passage to
the shadow realms.

Thankfully he was
stopped before he could

complete the incantation,
thank the gods.

Hence, his spirit
is in purgatory.

Trapped between this world
and the ones beneath.

Is that right?

Well I think he just
popped up to say hello.

His shade may
appear from time to time.

In fact I've seen it myself
on several occasions,

most alarming.

But I assure you Mr.
Knights, it can cause

no harm to the living.

How do you know
so much about this stuff?

A PhD in witchcraft
and the occult?

One should never judge a
book by it's cover Mr. Knights.

Believe me, never before
has one place been so

plagued by the presence of evil.

But so long as the ground
below us remains hallowed,

Baylock's spirit will
remain safely trapped.

Yeah, about that.

I think there might
be a little problem

with the hallowed bit.

Jo?

Jo is that you?

Spencer?

I don't know what you're
playing at, Spencer,

but if you don't get me
out of here right now

my agent's gonna...

I don't have an agent anymore.

Marva?

Alone.

Here.

You've got to be kidding me.

Trapped.

Evil.

Help.

Please.

Please.

Please.

What did he do to you?

Trapped.

Evil.

Help.

Help, somebody please!

Help me!!

This kind of witchcraft
is beyond the understanding

of all but the most omniscient.

Who taught you the incantation?

Um, I was contacted
by someone at the hub, I think.

They sent me a text,
along with illustrations.

Oh God.

I've forgotten.

I don't know who it was!

You have been
manipulated, Mr. Knights.

But that's impossible.

I do the manipulating!

Indeed.

No!

How can I have been so blind?!

What?

Tonight is the eve of
Mabon, the Autumn Equinox.

On the occult calender of
old, it signifies a time

when the barriers between
this world and the

ones beneath are
at their most thin.

What are you saying?

I believe what
has taken place tonight

is a conjunction of factors
adding to the master plan of,

whatever is behind this.

But, isn't
it all just words?

Just words?

Maybe.

But human sacrifices
were also required.

To seal the deal, so to speak.

And if that is what has
occurred tonight, then...

What have I done, Clem?

It appears you've
opened a doorway.

To Hell.

That's one name for it.

Whatever it's called Mr.
Knights, there could now

be an evil far more
powerful than the spirit

of William Baylock
walking beneath us.

Please, no.

Believe me, Mr. Knights.

The shadows are out there.

Foul hordelings of demonkind.

Is that what
we're dealing with?

Possibly.

Though the incantation
you read points to

something more specific.

A cambion.

The name cambion was given
in the post-medieval period

to anyone thought to be the
semi-human offspring of a demon.

The energy of a developing
fetus is extremely powerful.

An ideal source for
the demon to feed off.

In fact, the young
in general, hence the

high possession
rates among them.

But what we're dealing with
here is quite the opposite.

This is the possession of
someone who is already dead.

Even centuries after
death, Baylock's energy

remains intensely powerful.

I believe it is
magnetic to the cambion.

By joining with Baylock's
spirit, a hybrid may be formed.

Part phantom, part demon.

That sounds like
a pretty twisted mash-up.

Yes, quite.

And my theory is correct,
the more souls this

particular cambion takes,
the stronger it will become.

You mean,
the more alive?

If it's absorbing the
life force of the living,

it could enter the physical
world, Mr. Knights.

Our world.

I'm responsible
for unleashing this evil.

What must I do, Clem?

To recall the
cambion back to the depths,

you must invoke the
spirits of light.

But I can't
do this by myself.

I beg you Clem, please
help me to stop this!

I can't do it alone,
I just can't face it!

Man up!

Fear feeds fear.

Now.

Let's go down there and
send this evil fucker

back to the dimension
from where it came.

Stand back.

What the hell
happened to you?

I took the elevator.

Obviously I've
missed a few things.

You can tell me how you did
this when we get out of here.

In the meantime, I want
you to meet someone.

Baylock.

They crucified him.

Yeah, that's
not all they did.

Oh god.

Marva.

No.

Evil.

Evil.

Run.

Run.

Run.

Run.

Run.

It won't open!

I'm sure I've got the right key.

The forces of evil
are mocking us, Mr. Knights.

We have reached the point
where humankind ends,

and the beast begins.

We must fight fire with fire.

What does that mean?

Terra, ignis, aqua,
elements of astral power

I summon thee, earth by
divinity, divinity by earth.

Clem?

Grant me the power
to see, the strength

of my enemies by my side.

By the dragon's light, on
this night, call to thee

to give me your might.

By the power of three, I
summon thee, to protect

all that surrounds me.

So mote it be, so mote
it be, so mote it be.

I'm thinking this
leads to a way out.

Last time I passed through.

We need to move, now!

My leg's not up to that.

Wait here.

Xan!

I'll be right back.

I'll get you away from here.

I'll get you away from him.

Help.

Help.

Evil.

Jo!

Please.

Help.

Evil.

Evil.

Help.

Free.

Kev?

Oh, Kev.

Xan!

Xan, let's go!

Help.

Please.

Help.

Just go!

Come on!

Help.

Please.

Baylock.

Demon.

Come on, let's go!

Baylock.

Fuck.

Kevin, you scared
the crap out of me.

Where's Jo?

Look, we need to get
out of here and I'm

not screwing around, Kev.

Jesus.

Back, demon!

I seek out against you, cambion.

I break your bond.

May warlocks bewitch
you, I break your bond.

May Kurgarras bewitch
you, I break your bond.

May Narsindus bewitch
you, I break your bond.

May Agulgillu bewitch
you, I break your bond!

Go back deceiving
figure, go back!

Mr. Knights?

Mr. Knights!

The ground,
is it hallowed?

The evil is banished.

We did it, Mr. Knights.

We f-finished?

Yes, Mr. Knights, you
have completed your show.

You okay?

Yeah.

Let's go.

Alive.

Alive.

Alive!

Alive!

Alive!

Alive!!

ALIVE!

* Old Soul by Louise Latham

You're
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