4 EXT. JAKE'S HOUSE - DAY
John knocks on the door. A middle-aged man, JAKE'S UNCLE, dressed in black mourning clothing with a red tie answers the door.
He looks grizzled, disheveled, and aged beyond his years.
UNCLE Johnny? Is- is that you?
JOHN Hey. Is Jake around, by any chance?
UNCLE Oh... Oh, fuck. Johnny, you'd best come inside.
John frowns but enters the house.
INT. JAKE'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY
John drinks from a mug while he listens to Jake's Uncle.
UNCLE Johnny buddy, this may come as a shock to you. I know you were his friend and all
JOHN What happened...?
Uncle sighs and leans back into the couch.
UNCLE Well, buddy, you see... Jake died a few days ago.
JOHN He what? What happened, how did he die?
UNCLE He started having these nightmares. At first, he told me they weren't anything to worry about. But then he locked himself in his room. He wouldn't come out, no matter how much I called out to him.
FLASH BACKWARD:
INT./EXT. JAKE'S HOUSE - JAKE'S ROOM - DAY
Jake scrambles to set up a camera. There's shouting coming from outside of his door. It's Jake's Uncle, imitating police sirens and deep exaggerated police officer voices.
UNCLE VO So, I called the cops. He hadn't eaten in days, and I was so worried... I didn't know what else to do. He... frightened me.
Jake switches on his camera and looks into it frantically. He hooks it up to his computer and sets up a mass message.
-EXT. JAKE'S BEDROOM - DAY
Jake's uncle stands outside of his room with a big hammer.
UNCLE (police voice) Jake, I know you can hear me, I just need you to come outside so we can talk, alright?
Uncle jiggles the door handle. Its locked. He grins viciously.
-INT. JAKE'S BEDROOM - DAY
Jake doesn't respond to him and continues working. His mouse cursor hovers John's name.
Uncle's voice utters a strange demonic tone, and sounds like several voices talking at once, saying different things, some whispering, some laughing viciously.
He attacks the door between sentences.
UNCLE (Police Voice) If you don't come out, we're going to come in, Jake. You can't hide forever.
UNCLE (Whispering Voice) We just want your eyes!
He hits the door with the hammer.
UNCLE (Scary Demon Voice) LET US IN!
UNCLE (Playful girly voice) We're your friends, Jakey!
He hits the door again, and looks above it. There's a vent. He rips off the vent cover and pushes his arm into it.
-INT. JAKE'S BEDROOM - DAY
The vent pops off the wall and falls on the ground in Jake's room. Uncles arm reaches through, and strains to reach the door handle, but he can't reach it. He yells in aggravation and kicks the door.
UNCLE (Normal Voice) Come on, Jake, it's just us! Nobody wants to hurt you!
UNCLE (Playful girly voice) We just want to kill you! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAH!
Jake looks at the door wide-eyed. It shakes on its hinges from the force of a blow.
He hits the record button, and begins live streaming the video.
JAKE John, if you're seeing this video... listen close. Don't look them in the eyes. Whatever you do, don't look them in the eyes!
Behind Jake comes loud banging noises. Jake panics.
UNCLE (Police Voice) We're coming Jake!
JAKE They already know... They've found me!
The police finally start breaking down Jakes door. Jake turns around too quickly, and knocks over the camera, cutting off the live stream.
He grabs a SPOON from a discarded bowl on his desk, takes a deep breath and begins plunging out his eyes.
His screaming ensues, but he takes out one and then moves on to the other.
The door finally breaks open as he removes the other.
UNCLE (police voice) Goddamnit...
UNCLE (demon voice) Noo----!
Flash forward to present day:
INT. JAKE'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY
John sits in silence, and shock. Uncle cries.
UNCLE It wasn't the eyes that killed him... that poor kid... He was so scared. Those dreams tortured him. When the cops came, his heart couldn't take it. He died on the spot.
John is stunned into silence by this whole situation.
Jake's Uncle smiles sadly at his shock.
UNCLE You two were close, I know. Why don't I give you a minute, and I'll go grab us something to drink, huh?
Uncle has entered host-mode and begins doing his best to take care of John.
John nods wordlessly, and sits, lost in thought.
JOHN (To himself) So he's dead...
John realizes something. He looks up just in time to see Jake's Uncle return with a beer and a glass of water.
UNCLE Here we go buddy. Maybe this will help us both feel better.
JOHN Uncle, I don't know if it's possible, but would it be okay if I saw Jake's room?
Uncle looks at him in surprise.
INT. JAKE'S HOUSE - JAKE'S ROOM - DAY
John enters Jake's room, followed by Uncle.
UNCLE Everything is as he left it... I couldn't bear to...
Uncle can't contain his emotions, so he excuses himself.
On the ground, there's a blood stain where Jake carved out his eyes.
John looks around the room, carefully.
He spots the video camera next to the desk. John picks it up and begins rewinding the tape inside.
He sees everything in reverse of Jake's live stream. Then it moves back further.
He stops it on something he doesn't expect. It's his father, the night of the murder. He wears something red (Bloodstain, shirt, who cares. Something red.)
His father is frantic looking. He's got a knife in one hand and is holding the camera in the other.
FATHER Their eyes. It's their eyes. Don't look in their eyes!
Behind John's father, a figure appears. She has white eyes, and wears something red. It's John's mother.
MOTHER Harold? You okay?
John's father looks ready to cry. He turns around.
FATHER I can't let you hurt my son. I'm so sorry, Janet.
MOTHER Harold, you're scaring me...
The footage stops, turns staticky. John is weeping. A moment later, a video of Jake pops up.
JAKE I've had this tape ever since that night. Hid it from the cops. I've thought about showing it to John a thousand times, but it never seems to be the right time. Johnny, if you're seeing this... I'm sorry, man.
Jake reaches out to shut off the camera. When he does, it goes staticky, before resuming.
Jake is sleeping on his bed. It's dark. A figure in black grabs Jake and begins pulling him under the bed. Jake fights back, but it's a losing battle.
The video skips, and Jake is dragging himself out from under the bed.
He crawls onto and hugs himself his bed, and weeps.
The clip ends.
John is shocked by what he's seen. A new clip starts.
Jake is sitting at his desk, and he drops something. He leans down to pick it up, and behind him stands the shadow creature that attacked him previously.
He leans back up and the creature has disappeared. He frowns and checks behind him, but there's nothing there.
John watches in growing horror.
Jake is facing the camera. He looks disheveled, exhausted.
JAKE I haven't had proper sleep in 2-3 days. Every time I pass out, those things show up.
Jake's Uncle knocks on the door behind.
UNCLE VO Jake, buddy, you okay?
Jake doesn't answer him, but he covers his face and begins weeping.
JAKE That's not my uncle out there.
Jake centers himself, takes a deep breath, and focuses on the camera.
JAKE When you look in their eyes... They find you. They find the ones you love. And they... change them.
John frowns.
JAKE At first it was little things. Uncle forgot the dog's name. I thought he was getting old, but after a while it wasn't just the dog's name.
Jake's Uncle starts shaking the door handle.
UNCLE VO Jake let me in, buddy. I want to help you.
JAKE He started zoning out... One day I looked in his eyes, and he was
JAKE just... not there. His eyes had gone all white and milky. Like a dead body.
Uncle starts banging on the door.
UNCLE VO Jake! LET ME IN! I WANT TO HELP YOU!
JAKE Whenever I talk about him on camera, this happens. He goes nuts. I've locked myself in here. Barred the door.
UNCLE VO Jake, I'm going to call the police!
Uncle makes siren noises in the background.
JAKE When I looked in his eyes this morning, it all changed. It got so much worse. I could see that thing inside him. Like it was trying to come out of him.
The door shakes, and there's a loud boom like an object has hit it.
JAKE Johnny, if you see this, you need to know... This thing took your mother. It's what your father killed that night. He was trying to protect you.
There's another boom.
JAKE Don't let IT in, Jake! It wants a vessel. And when this thing picks a target, it doesn't stop until it has what it wants.
John shuts off the camera. He's shaking.
He puts the camera down.
As he stands, he looks behind him. Uncle is there, holding his beer.
UNCLE Would you like another drink, buddy?
His eyes are milky white. John looks away, scared.
JOHN I think I ought to go, Uncle. Need to run some errands.
UNCLE Oh. Shame. Did you find what you were looking for?
JOHN Excuse me?
UNCLE In the camera.
JOHN No... Just gibberish. I didn't understand it at all.
UNCLE Shame...
John wordlessly takes walks out of the room, Uncle follows.
