Dead End (Doodeind)
- Genre: Horror
- Cast: Everon jackson Hooi, Alwien Turner, Victoria Koblenko
- Directed by: Erwin van den Eshof
Scotland 1782. A woman’s face. In agony, crying and screaming.
A fire in an old, isolated house. A child screaming from behind a doorway.
Scotland: Present Day. A van filled with seven friends barrels through the woods.
Flashback to each of the friends getting ready for their camping vacation.
Now the friends are sitting around the campfire, laughing and reminiscing about their favorite classic tv series and their favorite childhood toys.
Suddenly, the laughter of friends is interrupted by the snarling harsh sounds of a mad dog. The beast approaches the group and lunges on one of them, mauling him, about to rip him to shreds.
A fire in an old, isolated house. A child screaming from behind a doorway.
Scotland: Present Day. A van filled with seven friends barrels through the woods.
Flashback to each of the friends getting ready for their camping vacation.
Now the friends are sitting around the campfire, laughing and reminiscing about their favorite classic tv series and their favorite childhood toys.
Suddenly, the laughter of friends is interrupted by the snarling harsh sounds of a mad dog. The beast approaches the group and lunges on one of them, mauling him, about to rip him to shreds.
Some rush to save their friend. The others head for the van. Bloody and
barely alive, he is dragged back inside. Then the van itself is
attacked by a pack of vicious, sinister mad dogs. It’s hard driving
away in the blackness of night. The van smacks into a tree.
Two brave souls grab flashlights and scour the area, looking for refuge. An old, dark house looms ahead. They alert their friends and then make a run for it, the wild dogs yapping at their heels.
The house appears to be deserted but the fireplace in the kitchen is blazing away. The group cautiously moves up to the second floor. There are noises coming from above. Tim goes to investigate. He’s gone too long, so another goes to search for him and finds him like a man possessed. Tim is fixated on the vision of a ghost, the face of the woman seen at the opening of the film.
Everyone gathers together in one of the upstairs rooms. Suddenly, the doorframe begins to ooze black slime and then bursts into flame. The door mysteriously shuts. The fire burns through the door, the walls begin to crackle with flames. Someone grabs the door knob and the black ooze and flames scorch her arm. Flames spread across the floorboards. They’re trapped.
People are dying. The silence is deafening. You can feel the fear. The despair and suffering are sapping their strength. Hope is gone.
Then they find the Book of Shadows. It’s dedicated to an unborn child. The woman’s unborn child. They read on. There was a time when she was young and beautiful, happy and pregnant. Then they branded her a witch and ripped the baby from her body. She hears the voice of a child in the house calling for mommy. She tries black magic and satanic rituals to conceive again. Nothing works. She becomes bitter and angry and she haunts the house to torture all that dare invade her world.
They read on. She rages on. Maybe they can find the one secret needed to defeat her and save themselves. But maybe there is no way out.
Just maybe it’s a DEAD END.
Two brave souls grab flashlights and scour the area, looking for refuge. An old, dark house looms ahead. They alert their friends and then make a run for it, the wild dogs yapping at their heels.
The house appears to be deserted but the fireplace in the kitchen is blazing away. The group cautiously moves up to the second floor. There are noises coming from above. Tim goes to investigate. He’s gone too long, so another goes to search for him and finds him like a man possessed. Tim is fixated on the vision of a ghost, the face of the woman seen at the opening of the film.
Everyone gathers together in one of the upstairs rooms. Suddenly, the doorframe begins to ooze black slime and then bursts into flame. The door mysteriously shuts. The fire burns through the door, the walls begin to crackle with flames. Someone grabs the door knob and the black ooze and flames scorch her arm. Flames spread across the floorboards. They’re trapped.
People are dying. The silence is deafening. You can feel the fear. The despair and suffering are sapping their strength. Hope is gone.
Then they find the Book of Shadows. It’s dedicated to an unborn child. The woman’s unborn child. They read on. There was a time when she was young and beautiful, happy and pregnant. Then they branded her a witch and ripped the baby from her body. She hears the voice of a child in the house calling for mommy. She tries black magic and satanic rituals to conceive again. Nothing works. She becomes bitter and angry and she haunts the house to torture all that dare invade her world.
They read on. She rages on. Maybe they can find the one secret needed to defeat her and save themselves. But maybe there is no way out.
Just maybe it’s a DEAD END.
