(bird squawking)

- [Grandma] Some believe that the forest cares

for nothing but itself.

That's not true.

If you listen carefully, you can hear its voice.

Its tortured heart...

can feel our pain too.

(children squealing)

(somber music)

- Hey, hold on, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Alright pig boy, hey?

Hold on, talk to me, talk to me.

I just wanna chat, I just wanna chat.

You fucking scared for?

Are you crying?

Are you crying, boy?

Cry, little piggy.

(crunch)

(Kris panting)

(birds chirping) (blood dripping)

(screaming)

- When I'm gone...

she will look after you.

Protect you.

Just as I have always done.

Just as she did for me.

Look for her mark...

in the forest.

(leaves crunching)

Look for her mark.

(eerie music)

- For he who makest me, I shall come.

He who breaks me shall come undone.

For he who makest me, I shall come.

He who breaks me shall come undone.

(moaning)

(Shaun yelling)

(Kris panting)

- Gotcha, little piggy.

Come on then, piggy (laughs).

Piggy. (Kris groans)

- What's that?

A little toy?

What's this, a little kid's toy, is it?

(twigs crack) (tense music rising)

(Shaun shouting drowned out by music)

- [Grandma] He who breaks me...

shall come undone.

(creaking)

(birds chirping)

Good children, with love in their hearts,

will be helped by her.

The Birch.

(frightening music)

(vines creaking)

(shrieking)

(eerie music)

- Oh my god, Sam.

(car door clicks)

Sam.

Sam.

(heavy breathing)