Twenty years ago, a series of tragic events almost ripped the blue-collar town of Millwood apart. Now, in the present day, a group of disparate teen girls finds themselves tormented by an unknown Assailant and made to pay for the secret sin their pa...
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Millwood, Pennsylvania December 31st, 1999 (Playing) Blue Monday by Orgy Abandoned Warehouse
There was a party happening.
Angela Waters was walking around searching for her friends. She had blood and mascara on her face.
"I need help," Angela said. "Sidney? Corey? Davie? Chrissy, please. Chrissy?"
Angela started crying.
"Please," Angela pleaded to a guy.
The guy looked at her, walking away.
Angela went inside the warehouse. She passed through groups of people, pleading. "Help me. Help me, please. Please. Please, look at me. Please." She stopped for a moment, finding her friends. Angela walked towards them. "Sidney. Sidney. Sidney!" She stopped in front of Sidney Haworthe, grabbing her writs, kneeling to the ground. "Sidney, please, look at me. Please, I'm begging you. Look at me, please. Please."
Chrissy Madison stopped dancing, standing next to Sidney.
"Angela, what's wrong?" Chrissy asked. "Oh my God, what happened?"
Davie Adams looked at Angela, turning around, holding Chrissy's arm. "Come on, Sid. You too, Chriss."
"Davie, maybe we should..." Sidney trailed off.
"We talked about this," Davie said.
"But, Davie..." Chrissy trailed off.
"Let's go," Davie said.
Angela continued crying. "Please. Chrissy!"
"Davie, this is enough," Chrissy said. "We have to help her."
Davie leaned closer, whispering. "If you don't shut up and listen to me, this will be your fate."
Chrissy stayed quiet.
Davie grabbed Sidney and Chrissy, turning them around, continuing dancing.
Angela watched them, crying.
"Okay, party people!" the DJ started. Angela looks around in pain, noticing a ladder nearby, leading above the dance floor, she starts climbing. "Grab those beers and steer because the time is now!" the DJ started the countdown. "20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12..."
People stopped, noticing Angela above them, turning to her.
(Song stopped)
The DJ stopped the music.
"Can you see me now?!" Angela screamed.
"Angela," Davie said. "No! Don't!"
"Ange," Chrissy called. "Please, don't do this! Come down, please!"
Angela opened her arms, leaning forward, killing herself.
People started running away, screaming.
Chrissy looked at Angela's body, hands over her mouth, a few tears escaping her eyes as she, Davie, Sidney and their friends stood there, shocked.
