"They say this is where they found them."
"The bodies?"
"What else?"
"...And her Discman was still playing..."
"You say that like its suppose to be scary."
"So you're not afraid?"
"Of course not!"
"Well you should. Don't you know who died there?"
"Yes! Who doesn't?"
"Exactly my point!"
"You make no sense."
"Neither did the murders..."
"Murders? They said it was an accident! How could so few people possibly-"
"They were SUPPOSED to be friends."
"No doubt they weren't."
"How could she do something like that?"
"Who says he wasn't the one to snap?"
"No one goes no a killing spree without a decent reason. Well... whackos do but these guys weren't whackos they were... innocent. They were our neighbors... they were just going to have a little fun. So how'd it get so out of hand?"
They say the four outsiders had a bit of a history.
Well, so did the six friends.
But maybe it wasn't either group.
Maybe it was the village that caused the tragedy. Maybe there really was a grand master, pulling the strings of their puppets because they enjoyed watching the world suffer.
No matter what, the cast wanted to figure out. They wanted to prove to themselves that they weren't scared, that the rumors were wrong, and that if they could do this one thing, they'd finally make it in life.
Maybe they wouldn't need those pills...
Well they made it alright-
But what really happened?