Black Creek

Narrator : As children, we are told stories

of monsters under the bed,

in the walls,

trees,

and inside of people.

But sometimes the monsters we create aren't just stories.

This is my warning.

An early group of settlers were attacked

at a camp one night.

Only one survived.

He said a large skeleton-like figure came for them at night,

dressed in the hides of men.

They tried to shoot it.

Cut it.

Burn it.

But nothing could stop it.

It simply vanished into the forest.

- ( distant scream ) - What was that?

Sure it's just a jay.

It didn't sound like a jay.

Wait here, I'll be right back.

Take this.

- What if it's a bear? - They're hibernating, buddy.

Wolves aren't.

No wolf is coming, Peter.

Adam, I picked up a stag trail.

Adam?

Please.

Help me.

What happened to you?

A man, he took me from school.

I don't know, he's out here somewhere still.

You're gonna be okay.

Peter!

Peter!

The other men who had all seen it and died

had stakes impaled into their eyes.

People say the Wisconsin Skinwalker passes on

to the last person it kills,

and now forever walks among the settlers who took the land.

Our forefathers.

Somebody.

Please!

Help me!

Please!

Who's there?

Adam.

Help me!

Don't worry, Peter, it's me.

Adam.

What are you doing?

Please!

Stop!

Thank you, Mike.

Maria, would you like to give your talk on

our forefathers next?

Girl : I really liked your story in class today.

Where'd you hear it from?

I used to go to my dad's old hunting cabin.

He would tell me stories like that all the time.

I'm sorry, I heard about the accident.

Things must be hard at home.

Well, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime?

I have this story in English class I really need to work on.

- What's it about? - Jenna.

What're you doing with this weirdo?

God, I heard the freak's got actual Indian blood in him.

Leave him alone.

Shouldn't you be at a meeting with your parole officer?

Hey!

You better watch your freak boy,

otherwise he might have a worse accident than his dad.

Girl : Hey, don't worry about them.

Whatever, they're dicks.

Well, do you wanna hang out after school sometime?

Mike : Yeah.

I'd like that.

Friend : Come on, Jenna, we're gonna be late.

Girl : Mike, turn your music down!

Mike : Why?

Because it's shit.

I'm trying to drown out yours.

It's not funny, Mike, you're gonna wake up Mom.

Your wining couldn't even wake her up

after the pills she's on.

Hey, what's up?

Gettin' high and watching serial killer documentaries.

You're so messed up.

Jeffrey Dahmer, he would have been one fucked up

contestant in Hell's Kitchen.

And he's from Wisconsin too, man.

Mike : Probably went to our school.

Anyway, what're you doing?

Just wondering who's having

the biggest mental breakdown in this house.

Oh, your mom still going psycho?

Mike : Nah, she doesn't even know I'm on probation.

Doesn't she have to like sign things?

Dude, she might as well be as high as you right now.

Anyways, my tag comes off tomorrow.

Wanna hang out after school?

Bro, as soon as that tag comes off, we're going.

Mom, you're supposed to knock!

Deputy : What're you thinking, Sheriff?

Sheriff : There goes my weekend.

These injuries are consistent with the Jimmy Winter murders.

I thought that case was closed out.

Sheriff : No, it's not.

They never found the body of that Mary girl.

Think we should go public with it?

Could be a copycat killing.

I don't wanna give whoever's doing this any undue publicity

or attention right now.

Those murders have done enough damage around here.

This is definitely that Cathy White girl

that disappeared a few weeks ago.

Boys must have stumbled across her

being murdered or something.

Where's the other boy?

I thought there was two of them out here.

Hopefully somewhere nearby.

Get onto State Patrol, get me a full search team out here.

Okay. 10-4.

Whatever happened to you out here, Mary Monette?

I know your folks are rich and everything,

but how did they afford a house like this?

Probably because of what happened here.

Stop messing around, dude.

No, seriously.

A man murdered his cheating wife in this very pool.

He watched them making out from behind that very waterfall.

Just letting the hate build inside him.

Then he pounced out on them with the very knife

he used to cut their wedding cake with.

The police found their dismembered bodies

floating in the bloody pool.

The motor had stopped working, though,

because the intestines got all caught up in it.

What happened to him?

He bled to death in his own bath.

Some people around here say,

you can still see his shadow peering out,

from behind that very waterfall.

You guys, help me!

Mike, do something.

Relax, relax, relax, it's just Lloyd!

Lloyd!

What're you doing?

Lloyd : Scaring the shit outta you.

Mike : Wait, Jenna!

Jenna, come back.

Mike!

You found it funny.

- Mike? - Grow up, dude.

These racists because I'm driving a girl car and I'm

a Pilipino, he probably thinks I have drugs!

Fuckin' hillbilly town, they're fuckin' just racist as shit.

When he comes over I'm gonna be like, "look, bitch,

"you better back off 'cause I didn't do shit wrong."

Hello, officer.

Sheriff : That's Sheriff to you, not officer.

Oh sorry, Sheriff.

Driving a little fast, weren't we?

We've got a lot of accidents around here.

Driver : Of course, we weren't speeding, were we?

Pop the trunk for me please, sir.

- Yes, sir. - Step out of the car.

Show me your license.

We have a kid gone missing in the woods,

doing some routine stops.

Okay, well uh, I can assure you I wouldn't put a dead body

in the trunk with my girlfriend in the car. ( chuckles )

That would be weird.

We get all sorts around here, sir, where are you headed?

Oh, we're just heading to Illinois.

Through the woods?

Highway's that way.

We thought we'd take the scenic route.

Be careful, son.

We had a couple like you round here last year,

who drove too fast, skidded off the road, hit a tree.

By the time we found them, well,

the wolves hadn't left much for us to examine.

Have a nice day.

Thanks, Sheriff, you too.

I told him off, baby, I was like, "little bitch."

Huh?

- You didn't. - I did, I told him off.

- Sheriff Wanner? - Go ahead, Williams.