1977,
Antrum Island,
Center of the Pacific Ocean...

The village was small. The population was somewhat small. People lived their lives like everything was okay. Father Jacob Cain sat beside a quiet water fountain in the center of the village. He was an elderly priest with grey hair and round glasses. He didn't move a muscle. Even when people tried to get his attention.

"Father?" A young man said, walking up to Father Jacob. "Father, is something wrong? You don't look very happy..."

"........" Father Jacob still didn't utter a word. Didn't move a muscle. Not even a twitch.

"Father?" The man said, lightly shaking Father Jacob's shoulders. "Snap out of it. Are you okay?" Father Jacob suddenly grabbed the man's shoulders.

"He's coming..." Father Jacob whispered fearfully. "He's coming, Jared. He's coming! And, our lord is our only hope!"

"Calm down, Father!" The man, Jared, said, pushing Father Jacob's hands off him. "Pull yourself together! Everything is fine! You're fine. I'm fine. We're ALL fine." Everyone started looking at Jared and Father Jacob.

"..............You're right, son." Father Jacob said, slowly standing up. "I......I think I should take my pills." He walked off despite everyone still staring at him.

Father Jacob went into the local Church which was empty and walked through the empty seats and stared up at the cross statue with a Jesus statue on it. He stared at it for a little while and then sat on one of the front seats. He looked down in distraught.

"Father, give me strength." He pleaded. "Give ALL of us strength!"

"Honey?" A woman called out. She walked through the church and sat next to Father Jacob. "What are you doing here? It's getting close to bedtime."

"Our people are making a mistake..." Father Jacob said in horror. "This movie..... This...GODLESS movie! It should never be made! What are they thinking?!?" The woman, Father Jacob's wife, didn't utter a word.

"If Jesus Christ were here now, he'd be extremely disappointed..." Father Jacob continued. "They have no idea what they're releasing into our world, which is already poisoned enough by so much sin!"

"No one is perfect." The woman cried. "You have to see that!"

"I understand that, Lacey." Father Jacob said. "But, that is no excuse for making this........this movie. The Antrum is an evil, evil place. We LIVE in an island where HE landed. Where the birth of a generation of HATRED landed! We mustn't allow them to make this movie a reality! I won't allow it!"

"What are you gonna do??" Lacey asked.

"They must be stopped." Father Jacob said, standing up. "I will not let them spit in the eye of God!! I will head to the Antrum and STOP them!!"

"You can't!" Lacey said, grabbing Father Jacob's arm. "It's WAY too dangerous! You would be making a huge mistake!"

"I will not let Anthony bring this movie to life!" Father Jacob said. "I will not let him brainwash innocent souls into believing in evil! I can't stand by and let this happen!" He dashed out the church leaving behind his distraught wife.

.............Good luck.. Lacey thought. And, keep Christ in your heart...

Meanwhile in a tent in the center of the Antrum forest...

"He COMES to the world to slay those who defy him!" A preacher named Sir Anthony McKale said to a small group of townspeople sitting on chairs. He held an upside down cross as he slowly walked around the people. He had black hair and a black robe. "Brothers and sisters!" He continued. "We do not speak of movies. But, Antrum is a movie that will open the eyes of anyone who watches!"

"Hail HIM!" The townsfolk chanted quietly. "Hail the Father of evil!"

"The Devil came to ME in a dream." Anthony continued. "And he has said 'Bring fourth the Antrum, O Anthony of the Knights of Antrum. Bring fourth Antrum and show it to the world! Show it to the children of the world. But, let it not be shown to those who have the Mesiah in their spirits! For they will stray Antrum away from the children.'"

Father Jacob peaked from the corner of the tent. What are you doing, you Satan worshipping ruffian?! He thought.

"The Devil walks among us, brothers and sisters." Anthony said with pride. "He will rise..." He looked at the woman standing at the corner of the tent and nodded. He walked off and the woman stood in front of the people.

"Hail him!" The woman said.

"Hail him!" The townsfolk repeated.

"..........Sooooon.... We will be with hiiiimmm...." The woman sang. "Our troubles will be swept away by his haaaaaaaaate....."

Father Jacob hid behind a tree as Anthony walked out of the tent and stood still. He took a small bottle of water from his pocket and slowly drank from it.

The power of Christ is stronger than anything the Devil has in mind, you scum! Father Jacob thought. I will make sure you do not mislead our communit- Huh?!

"Gotcha, Father!" A man accompanied by another grabbed Father Jacob's arms. "Spying on us??"

"Let me go, you beasts!!" Father Jacob screamed, catching Anthony's attention. The two men threw Father Jacob onto the ground in front of Anthony. He slowly got up and stood in front of him.

"Well, well, well. Father Jacob Calloway." Anthony said with a smile. "I see you've been poking your nose on others' privacies."

"You Satanic snake!" Father Jacob scowled. "What you're doing is WRONG!! The Devil is misleading you and the island! Please! I'm begging you! End this madness at once!"

"Why must we argue about this, O dear Father." Anthony asked with a smile. "I'm just doing the destiny of our people. Why is that a crime to you?"

"It doesn't matter what you say, Anthony!" Father Jacob snapped. "The Devil is nothing but horrible, horrible evil! NONE of this is gonna be good for anyone!"

"I beg to differ, my sweet Father Jacob." Anthony said. "Listen to my words, Father. We are bringing the right thing to the world. Now, you must make a choice. God or him? Serve with me and bring fourth the beast? Or suffer in his mighty hands?"

".....Go....to...hell!" Father Jacob suddenly snapped. "I will never worship the Devil!" Anthony suddenly grabbed Father Jacob's neck.

"Your choice, Father." Anthony said with a smile, as Father Jacob gripped on his wrist. "Come with me, Father. We have a mission to tackle."

Anthony had Father Jacob tied up to an upside down cross statue in the tent and placed him in front of the townsfolk standing next to him.

"People of the Knights of Antrum!" Anthony called out with pride. "This scum of the church refuses to bend to the will of Satan! He has spit in the eye of him and must be thrown into his mighty hands!"

"Die. Die. Die..." The townsfolk chanted with monotone voices.

"Let me go!!" Father Jacob struggled. "Listen to me! He's had you all brainwashed!! The Devil will promise you nothing but misery!! Anthony is misleading you!! You can't do this!" Anthony plunged a dagger into Father Jacob's stomach.

"Aaaagh!!" Father Jacob howled in pain. "You savages!" Anthony held a cup under Father Jacob's bleeding stomach and blood poured into the cup. He held the cup in front of the townsfolk.

"THIS, brothers and sisters, is the blood of the enemy!" He announced. "The blood must be poured onto the Earth to show our spite for good!" He dropped the cup and stomped on it aggressively.

"Hail HIM, hail HIM, hail HIM!" The townsfolk chanted, standing up from their chairs.

"We, as the Children of Satan, must bring Antrum to the world! The movie comes from Hell itself and we must bring it to the world!" Anthony exclaimed proudly. "But, love requires a sacrifice. Can I get an amen?"

"Amen." The townsfolk chanted.

"I said can I get an amen?" Anthony said.

"Amen!" The townsfolk chanted louder.

"Let me go, you brainwashed bastard!" Father Jacob grunted weakly. Anthony suddenly took his dagger and swiftly sliced Father Jacob's throat.

"A-a-a-agh!" Father Jacob gagged, as blood dripped from his neck.

"Ah. 'Tis beautiful." Anthony said, arms stretched across the front of the tent. "Now, almighty Father of lies! Bring us...ANTRUM! The deadliest film EVER made!" As blood poured from Father Jacob's neck onto the ground, clouds in the evening sky began to form. The ground began to shake.

"Father of lies, as we pray to you, you will bring us the movie of lies and hatred." Anthony prayed, as the grounds shook. "I beg you to give us life to the movie, Antrum! Antrum! Antrum! ANTRUM!!"

"Antrum!" The townsfolk chanted. "Antrum is here. Amen!"

POW!! POW!! POW!!

Thunder and lightening filled the skies.

"We give our lives to you to bring us the movie of life and Hell!" Anthony prayed, holding his dagger against his neck. "My life for you. Your will be DONE!!" He slowly, but aggressively cut his own throat open as the townsfolk did the same to themselves. They gagged and choked and fell to the ground bleeding as the grounds shook harder.

Back at the village, the villagers panicked as the grounds shook.

"It's happening!!" One of the villagers cried in horror. "We gotta get out of here!!"

"Everyone, to the boats!!" Jared cried. He lead the villagers to the coast of the island, but suddenly large spikes appeared from the ground and blocked the way out.

"NObOdY EScaPEs!!" A demonic voice screamed. "YoU'rE alL mEAnt tO DIE!!!"

"He's not gonna let us leave!!" A villager screamed. "No! No!! NOOOOOOO!!" The entire island shook even harder as it began to sink into the ground. The villagers could only cry in agony as they along with the island sunk into the ocean.

...............................What begins as life.........ends in death...........even for the sun.........even for the moon........even for the night......even for the light.........................

Florida Beach,
United States of America,
4 weeks later...

"Daddy, look at me!" The little boy cheered happily, as he floated in the water. "Look at me! I'm flying in water!"

"Yes, yes, I can see you, Thomas." The boy's Father said, darting his eyes at his newspaper. "You're quite the flyboy." The boy, Thomas, sighed and continued floating in the ocean.

"You never listen to me..." He muttered quietly. "What's that?" He saw something floating from slight afar. He swam towards it the best he could.

"Sweetie, don't swim too far." Thomas' Mom called out. But, Thomas ignored her and swam along the ocean. He got to what he was swimming towards and found a strange DVD cover. He picked it up and looked at it. It reads, "Antrum: The Deadliest Film Ever Made." It depicts a bizarre demonic statue making a hand symbol and with crisscrossed legs.

"Thomas, come back to the beach, you're too far." Thomas' Father called out. Thomas swam back to shore with the DVD in his grasp.

"What have you got there?" Thomas' Mom asked, as Thomas walked up to her. He held out the DVD and she looked at it with shock. "Sweetie, that movie doesn't look very appropriate at all."

"But, MOOOOM!" Thomas whined. "I wanna watch it! I LOVE horror movies! I've seen worse than this."

"Now, son, listen to your Mother." Thomas' Father said sternly. "This movie isn't meant for kids. Now, put it back where you found it at once. And do it quickly. We have visitors from South Park over at home today."

"Fiiine." Thomas groaned. He walked towards the shore, but as he looked back at his parents walking towards the car, he snuck back to the car with the DVD still in his hands, got in the car, and quickly placed it under his seat and they drove off. No way I'm gonna miss seeing this movie. He thought. It's too cool not to watch. I will watch it no matter WHAT my parents say!