The Black Waters of Echo's Pond

After all these years, we are blessed.

Omphalos, the lost temple of Pan.

What mastery.

Looks like the work of Philodysos,

fourth century BC.

What is that?

It's a map of Pandemonium.

The mythical world of the Pans?

All of Classical Greece considered it very much real,

a place where Pans roamed free...

...seduced by forest-haunting nymphs of legendary beauty,

a circus where demons were entertained

by the torture of the damned.

There was even a pond

where beneath its magical waters

held all the world's fantasies and nightmares.

Olympus-- heaven. Hades-- hell.

Pandemonium-- the pathway to both,

thus more like our world than any other myth.

Charles, it doesn't look anything like a map.

You're right. How odd.

What is it?

Seems to be some sort of ritual item.

Why is it spewing out fire and brimstone?

Yes.

The rite of Pandemonium.

It-- it's some sort of instructional chart

on how to build it.

Charles, we must reconstruct it.

Yes, we must.

The modern world has yet to see anything like this.

Hello.

Hello, sir. This is Nigel. We've had success. We found it.

Excellent, Nigel, excellent.

This is everything you asked for and more.

Charles and the others are constructing it now.

God damn it.

I told him not to touch a thing until I was present.

My instructions were exact!

Put him on the telephone immediately.

Sorry, sir, but he stayed on the island

and sent me to the mainland to contact you.

I will leave for the island at once.

I'll be there at the dock to meet you.

God damn it.

Go find Nigel. He was supposed to be here.

I'll find him.

Hello? Anyone there?

They're dead.

They're all gone.

Nigel...

what have you done?

It wasn't me.

It was the game

Charles constructed from the cave drawings we found.

It changed us all.

A game. Nigel?

Where is the game now?

I tried to destroy it.

It wouldn't let me.

Sol hid it in a place it will never be found.

Nigel, you cannot keep it from me.

This island isn't that big.

Now with your help or without your help,

we will eventually find it.

I will find it, Nigel, because that is what I do.

- No. - I will find it.

Now I want what I have paid for,

and I want it now.

- Is that it there? - Pretty sweet, huh?

- Whoo! - Okay.

Thank you.

- Thank you very much. - What are those?

These must be Pete's lobster traps.

Sweet.

Who's Pete?

Oh, my God.

Get off my island!

Pete! What, are you nuts? It's me-- Anton.

Damn, boy, you did grow up, didn't you?

I thought you weren't coming till the 9th.

It is the 9th.

Oh. I'll be right down.

Sorry about that, ma'am.

Hey, how are you doing?

- I take it we're the first to arrive. - Yeah.

I'm gonna call Renee and see how far off they are.

- Oh, don't bother. - Excuse me?

You didn't happen to notice any cell phone towers on the way in here, did ya?

What's with the dead animals?

It's not exactly the welcome I was asking for.

Well, the animals need a little help getting up on my wall.

I gotta cut the head off and draw the blood out of them first.

Could you please take them off before my friends arrive?

Did you happen to bring what I asked you to bring?

Sure did.

Oh! Don't throw it.

Young lady, you ever seen a grown man cry?

Well, you would have if this would have hit the rocks and exploded.

This here is the nectar of the gods.

The house is wide open.

You know the way up there, don't you?

Yep.

You two have a good time, do whatever you're gonna do.

Don't go out in the woods. I still got traps out there.

'Naps'?

Great.

She'd better not bring TV dinners and sushi

like she did in Aruba.

Just because we look alike does not mean we think alike.

I know, I know. You're the good twin. She's the evil one.

Exactly.

You're obviously the smart one.

That's right, and don't forget it.

Why wouldn't Erica and Anton tell us

that the pier was a mile and a half away from the train station?

Probably 'cause they weren't anticipating

you packing your entire wardrobe.

Hey, look, there's Veronique.

Wow, she sure didn't waste any time showing off her new boobs.

- New boobs? - Yeah.

- Veronique. - Josh.

Hey, Josh, Renee.

Josh, hello...?

Asshole.

- Oh, so good to see you. - You too.

We saw you in "Astro Babes." You were amazing. You were amazing.

You were like Jessica Simpson meets Meryl Streep.

- Stop. - Wasn't she great, babe?

- Come, give me a little squeeze. - Hey, girl.

Playboy, what's going on, sir? How are you doing, man?

Hey, big man. What's up?

Where's Anton and Erica? Aren't they supposed to have a ferry or something?

Who invited him?

Don't look at me.

- What's up, Josh my man? - What up, big dawg?

What?

Come on, hop in, you guys. I got a cooler full of beers in the back.

I love you, sweetness.

Aww, how did he do it?

On a horse-and-buggy ride through Central Park.

Aww, that is so romantic.

- Oh, shit. - So do you guys have a date set?

- You did not. - I did.

- I did, I did, I did. - Oh, shit.

- Does Erica know about this? - Yeah, of course.

So do you guys have a date set?

Yes, sometime in June after graduation.

Maybe our kids will grow up to be best friends too.

Kids? Who said anything about having kids?

Oh, God, Trent's been bugging me for years to get married,

but he couldn't afford a ring half that size on his salary.

- No. That's horrible. - I know.

It's beautiful.

Nice try, Rick. You're not staying in my room.

Don't think you're staying with me.

I only got a single bed in my room.

- Hey, Anton. - What?

Why is everyone acting like they didn't know I was coming here this weekend?

Rick, you got some real balls coming here.

Erica-- she's still pissed about the bachelor party incident,

and you knew that.

Shit, no, man, I didn't.

Look, what if I have a little powwow with her, you know, apologize?

My advice to you, stay out of her way.

On a stormy night in April 1952,

a merchant marine ship bound for Iceland

left Bar Harbor.

This was no ordinary trip.

Once the ship got out to sea,

for some unknown reason, the first mate went crazy

and slit the throats of everybody on board the ship--

the captain, his wife, even his children

all sliced from ear to ear

before this monster of a man

took his own life.

The ship eventually ground ashore

on the north side of the island.

And when the police found the ship,

they say that the stench of death was so thick,

you could smell it from a mile away.

But that's not all.

In 1971

there were some backpackers exploring the island

and they turned up missing.

And the rescue team found them in the hull of the ship--

dead,

with their throats slit from ear to ear.

And on a wall nearby, dripping in fresh blood,

was the ghoul

of Beacon's Isle.

Even to this day

there are those who say

the ghoul is still here

on this island,

lurking for his next kill.

Beacon's Isle has got a death curse.

You are doomed.

All of you-- you are doomed.

And what if the ghoul