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[Zak] A lifetime of investigating the paranormal.
It's taught me that when very bad things happen in the past
that there's always going to be massive repercussions here in the present.
Tragedies involving murder and mass death.
They release dark forms of energy,
and they reverberate around the living
like psychic echoes or aftershocks.
Bigger events, they can lead to much bigger aftershocks.
And in my mind, they don't get any bigger
than the Hartford Circus fire.
On July 6, 1944, a fire started
during a matinee performance
of the Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus.
In what would become one of the deadliest fires in American history.
Almost 170 people were kille
and 700 injured by that hellish inferno that engulfed the big top.
Now, this is where it gets interesting.
A man would later confess to deliberately starting the blaze.
And while he was being interrogated, he claimed
that a demonic entity with flames
coming out of its head told him to start the fire.
In years ago, I acquired a costume
that was once worn by a famous clown
who actually performed on that tragic day.
And after placing it in my museum,
it was as if the spirit of that clown
was telling me to place the costume
and original photo of the Hartford Circus fire
beneath a vintage miniature diorama of a circus,
much like the one that was destroyed by that fire in 1944.
So that his spirit and all of the victims of that fire
could exist within the diorama.
And immediately, strange things began to happen.
Guests of the museum, they've reported seeing a very large apparition figure
roaming around the funhouse with them.
And in one case, this guy was walking through the funhouse.
He turned and he faced one of my clowns.
Something overtook his body and then he just collapses.
Now, all these events, they've led me to wonder
if a dark energy or echo
connected to the clown costume.
And that photo somehow opened
and then powered a portal within the diorama,
a portal that entities are now using to enter our world.
Now, the following film was inspired
by the experiences with these items
and explores the powerful
and at times terrifying hold
that the past still has over the present.
[indistinct chatter]
[man on PA] Welcome to the flea market.
Open now on Thursday through Sunday.
A place to find lost treasures,
magnificent antiques
and a little something for everyone.
[indistinct chatter]
Help me find anything in particular there, young man?
Oh, I was just looking. Thank you.
Let me know.
And Mr. Woolard at your service.
How much for this?
Well, that's a...
one of a kind set I could probably let that go for about 12.50.
That's... it's kind of steep.
[Woolard] Yeah, like I said, it's one of a kind.
How about that clown over there on the swing?
How much for that?
[Woolard] Tell you what, I'll do the clown in for 20 bucks.
[Wade] It's still a lot.
[Woolard] Everything's got a price.
But you must be willing to pay it.
[creaking]
-Hey. -[screams]
What is taking you so long?
Ah, I can't spin circles while you take your sweet time.
I told you in and out.
Now, come on, let's go.
Whoa, this thing weighs a ton.
Just get home, see what's inside.
So, I did good?
We'll see.
Got anything else?
I got this.
[sighs]
Hey, you keep it.
Ah, let's get out of here.
Not a whole lot of value here.
But this...
this is interesting.
And what do you think's inside it?
Well...
it's got a big lock.
Maybe something no one was supposed to find.
There's got to be something of value in here.
There's only one way to find out.
And step back.
Hey, Dad.
Yeah?
If there's something good inside,
maybe next weekend we can go to the movies, you know...
instead of working.
I'll tell you what.
We find some thing of value in here,
we take next week off.
Go to a movie or whatever.
Let's see what's inside.
What is it?
It's worthless junk.
Damage!
[panting]
[screams]
[panting]
Dad. Dad!
Dad. Dad, it's a tent.
You have to come down.
Later, Sam.
Please, there's something inside it.
I'm not in the mood.
-Just go. Look, I heard voice... -Enough!
I'm going to town.
Dad.
[circus march playing]
[evil laughter]
[Amber] Wade. Hey, Wade.
I was just getting home from work.
I've got leftovers in case you and Sam are hungry.
I'm... I'm good.
Sam's inside.
Sam.
Sam, are you okay?
Tough day?
Yeah, me too.
My boss, Mr. Butthead, was such a jerk tonight.
[giggles]
What happened?
I'm just trying to get a shift off, but he wouldn't budge.
What I'd give to be your age again.
I wish I was older, so I wouldn't have to do things I don't want to.
What don't you want to do?
Hey, what's up?
Me and my dad found this old tent,
and I set it up in the basement.
What do you mean?
[Sam] I heard voices and something bad happened inside there.
Do you want to show me?
Come on, I'll show you, it's nothing.
Yeah, you won't listen either.
Sorry, Sam. I'm listening. I promise.
Oh, I...
I almost forgot.
Got those chicken fingers you like.
I would hate to have to eat them all by myself.
Hungry?
Cool.
Will you stay until I fall asleep?
Of course.
[circus march playing]
Oh, my God.
Oh. Oh.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Oh.
You... you scared the shit out of me. I'm so sorry.
Um, there's... there's leftovers on the counter.
Sam already ate. He sound...
You don't have to do that, you know.
I can take care of my son.
I know. Wait, I was just trying to help.
I'm sorry.
[sighs]
It's been a long day.
It's okay.
I appreciate what you've done for Sam.
What you did for me and Jess when she was sick.
I should have said that a long time ago.
Of course. I...
I love you guys. Um...
I do miss getting invited over for Sunday dinners.
Oh, so Jess.
I'm not much of a cook.
She was always...
She's hard.
It's real hard without her.
You just let me know if you ever want me to take Sam
for a movie night at my place or...
or anything like that.
I should be going home.
Goodnight, Wade.
Goodnight.
[sobbing]
[evil laughter]
[circus march playing]
[laughing hysterically]
[indistinct screaming]
[growling]
Hello.
[evil laughter]
Hello.
[evil laughter]
[screaming]
Dad?
[door creaking]
Dad?
You down there?
Dad.
Dad!
Dad.
Dad!
[coughing]
Are you okay?
I'm okay.
I... I just fell. I'm fine.
Dad.
Yeah, I'm... I'm good.
Just...
just need to take a shower.
[evil laughter]
[screams]
[rustling]
Sam.
What's going on?
It's that tent. I told you, we need to get rid of it.
-It's evil. -Sam, stop.
Look, I know
things haven't been that great lately,
but we just... we need to get back on our feet, you know.
We're close.
One more trip to the flea market,
that'll be enough to hold us over for a while.
[indistinct chatter]
[man on PA] Only five more days
until the Bailey's flea mark closes in.
Thanks to our vendors and patrons for another great sale.
Game face, okay? You good?
Be smart. Stay safe.
[man on PA] Please keep an eye on the good ones. Good luck.
We wish we could keep you here forever.
Can I help you find something?
Um, yeah, I'm looking for a ring.
You know, I thought I saw some back there earlier.
Could you show me what you got?
You got a good eye. I'll take a look.
[groaning]
[screaming]
[screams]
[panting]
[musical box playing]
Hey, son, you shouldn't be in here.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I just saw these cool toys and thought I'd come in.
I can leave if you want.
You just don't lock on my door.
You know, just the other day, someone stole something very important to me
right out from under my nose.
Oh, that sucks.
-What was it? -Nothing that interesting.
Little circus tent.
Smaller, though.
Wouldn't look like much to the average person,
but it's got a story behind it.
Want to hear it?
Oh, no. I should probably be going.
I think you'd like to hear it.
Sure.
A long time ago, there was a traveling circus...
that faced a tragic event,
a horrible tent fire that spread so fast
the patrons couldn't make it out.
Is that it?
[Woolard] Ah-huh.
And the tent that was stolen from me,
was made from a piece of that very tent.
The only part that survived the fire.
Someone sewed it back together.
Some say the ashes of the victims
are still deep within its fibers.
I just hope whoever took it...
doesn't go inside.
Why?
[Wade] Sam!
I'm sorry. I'm looking for my son.
Oh, there you are.
Apologies. He's a curious kid.
I can tell.
Take care now.
Both of you.
You're trying to get us caught.
I said stay safe.
What the hell were you thinking?
Wasn't trying to get us caught.
I told you, never go back to the same vendor.
I know. If you stick to the rules, we'll be okay.
You need to look after yourself.
Dad, I saw something.
Wait in the truck.
-Dad, I... -Wait in the truck.
[panting]
[roaring]
Oh, oh.
Dad. Dad, look.
He... he was right there.
Get in the truck.
Dad. Dad, listen.
The man at the market said not to go inside the tent.
It's cursed.
I went inside, Dad.
Something's after me.
Stop.
Do you even know how you sound?
Look, this was in the suitcase.
You need to grow up.
We shouldn't have taken it. I hate stealing.
That's why this is happening.
Well, what are we supposed to do, huh?
Sell the house where you grew up?
Where Mom and I raised you?
I am trying.
No, you're not.
Excuse me.
We need to stop.
God dammit.
Mom wouldn't want us to steal.
Mom's gone.
Sam. Sam.
I just keep this when you were here.
[evil laughter]
[line ringing]
Hey, it's Amber. You know what to do.
[beeping]
Hey, it's me.
Is there any way you could come over?
It's my dad.
Please.
[evil laughter]
No.
No, no, no, no, no.
Ah. Can't get it away.
Oh, you're losing, man. You're fucking losing it.
[gasps]
You grow up.
Sam.
[rustling]
[humming]
[creaking]
[bell ringing]
[roaring]
[indistinct noises]
[coughing]
Dad, no. Please don't go.
I can't be here all alone.
-Call Amber. -She's not home.
Well, call her again.
-I'll just come with you. -No.
Sam, stay in your room until I get back.
Where are you going?
To get some answers.
Dad, please.
[Wade] I'm gonna fix this, Sam.
I promise.
[roaring]
Sam, Sam, calm down. It's me.
What happened?
It was... it was right there.
I need you to just calm down.
Okay.
Let's take a look.
And I'll show you that no one's here.
Sam. Sam.
I... I've been looking after you for years.
You think I'd let anything happen to you?
It's okay. Let's... let's take a look.
Okay.
Hello.
Any scary monsters under there?
No one under there.
Empty.
Send scary monsters.
Oh, it was...
It was over there?
This thing?
This is what's been freaking you out?
I bet it socks.
-Want to see what's inside? -No, don't.
What is this?
It's a...
It's... it's a clown suit.
Sam, come on.
You can't be afraid of a clown suit.
[sighs]
Okay, truthfully, clowns are freaking creepy.
But that's the clown, not the suits.
What do you think?
It's my style, Sam?
Come on.
I like it because she gave up waitressing into the clown business.
What do you think? Yeah?
Amber, the dancing clown.
Come on. Come on.
[humming]
I love it.
I think I might borrow this.
[laughs]
[screams]
Sam.
Sam?
Sam, come out. Fun's over.
Sam, just come out, okay?
[gasps]
Stay back.
[Sam] You...
What are you doing?
You saw something, didn't you?
[bell ringing]
Let's get the hell out of here.
[man] Wade.
Wade, we've been waiting.
You smell that?
Smoke.
I got you, okay?
[electricity crackling]
[circus march playing]
Let's keep moving.
[rustling]
[screaming]
Back door, come on.
[panting]
Whoa.
[roaring]
I told you I wasn't making it up.
Come here.
I'm sorry I didn't believe you.
That's it. That's where they came from.
There.
You can fit through that window.
I'll give you a boost and you go and get help.
-Come on. -No, no, we're staying together.
-It's not up for debate. Come on. -I'm not leaving you.
Sam.
Where the hell are we?
[Wade] Hello.
Hello!
Who the hell do you think...
I... I need to talk to you.
I'm sorry. I can't help you.
Please.
Please. I am...
I'm seeing things.
You told my son not to go into the tent.
Well, I did.
Okay, I need to... I need to know what's happening.
This is him.
Okay, I keep seeing this figure.
You seeing that man?
You've done something very, very dangerous.
What?
Hey, I... I just went into the tent.
What?
-What? -That is his world.
That man, that...
that entity you keep seeing...
it's responsible for a lot of lost souls.
He captured all the pain and suffering on that terrible day.
Just so they can relive it over and over.
'Cause you've taken something from him.
Because if you have,
he's going to take something from you.
There was a chest.
Okay, I... I took a chest.
But what... what do I do?
Okay, how... how do I stop him?
Look, you should worry about...
what he will take from you.
I don't have anything.
Sam.
[indistinct noises]
Oh. Oh.
[screaming]
What is this place?
I think we're at the fire.
The one from the photo.
Sam, this doesn't make any sense.
How do we get out of here?
I don't know.
[circus music playing]
Shh.
[sobbing]
Sir.
Please.
We're lost.
We need help.
No.
Don't.
Let's keep moving.
[screaming]
Come on.
Sam!
No, no, no, no. Sam!
Sam!
Sam.
Where are you?
Come on out.
I'm home. It's all right.
I believe you, Sam.
Come on out.
I'm coming for you, Sam.
Sam.
Where are you?
Can you hear me?
[footsteps approaching]
[screaming]
[indistinct chatter]
Go. Go, go, go.
[Wade] Sam.
Sam.
Where are you?
Sam.
Can you hear me?
Where did he go?
I don't... I don't know.
Why is it so quiet in here?
[footsteps approaching]
Get behind me.
And I'm scared.
What do you want from us?
Just... just take me. Let him go.
-No. -He's just a kid.
Please, let him go.
Sam.
-Dad. -Sam.
-Dad! Dad! -Oh, there.
Oh, thank God.
-Thank God. -You came.
Of course, I came, buddy.
Of course, I came.
Come here. I'm so sorry.
Okay, this is all my fault.
I love you.
Guys.
Guys, a little help here.
You want it back?
Take it.
Hey, that's it.
I'm giving it back.
Hey, I'm sorry.
What are they doing?
We're all good here, right?
We're settled?
That's it.
What?
It was empty when I got it.
It's empty, right?
[screaming]
-Sam. Sam. -Go, go.
Which way?
[Amber] This way. Come on.
He's coming. He's coming.
[Amber] Come on. We're almost there.
We have to go.
-[coughing] -Come on, Dad. We got to go.
Just up here. We got to go. Come on.
I love you, buddy, but you got to keep running.
No, no, we got to go.
Come on. It's over there.
Go, go, grab him.
-Hurry, hurry, hurry. -Go, go, go.
Go, go! Dad!
Dad, please. Dad.
Dad, come here. Dad.
No!
Dad, please, come here. Dad, please.
Dad!
Dad! Dad!
Dad!
[sobbing]
[indistinct chatter]
[man speaking indistinctly on PA]
Be sure to reserve your spo for next year before it's too late.
Please stand in a single fil
to identify the remains laid out amongst the row.