Several years ago. The Cabin in the Woods.
Ashley J. Williams held onto the door frame for dear life as the portal behind him pulled everything in like a black hole. Soon it was too late as the entire cabin, Ash's Oldsmobile and Ash himself were sucked inside. "Noooo!"
2 months ago. The same Cabin? Eh?
Similarly Scott was pulled into another portal after ridding his home dimension of a Deadite army and the evil book of the dead, The Necronomicon. His friends watched in disbelief as he fell backwards into the swirling abyss, "merry Gho…Halloween!"
December 22nd. The North Pole.
A pair of dark boots trod on something beneath a thin layer of snow. The figure picked up a book…bound in human flesh.
Christmas Eve. Moscow, Russia.
A figure in torn clothing fell from the sky and landed in the snow in Red Square. He sat up sharply, "Good morning citizens! Radio Me is now on the air! Ding ding ding!"
Christmas Eve. Several thousand feet up.
The Offender's private jet flies home returning from another fruitless search in Japan. Suddenly detecting an energy spike via a handheld GPS device the team turns their attention towards Russia.
Christmas Morning. Moscow, Russia. A few seconds ago.
"Oh no fuckin' way!"
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Huh?"
The Deadite leader was taken aback, "surely I'm expected…"