The movie was about a couple's wedding on a ship that hit a reef, sending them and a couple dozen of their closest family and friends crashing onto a deserted island. A creepy, abandoned house awaited them there, and from the moment they took shelter, strange things began happening daily.
As the plot thickened, the scenes grew increasingly eerie.
Steward clamped his eyes shut, his heart nearly stopping, "Sean, a hand, there's a hand."
A relative had just stepped onto the third-floor balcony when suddenly, a ghastly pale hand shoved her over the edge.
She fell so horrifically that Steward could barely watch, the chilling sound effects in the movie nearly sending him over the edge.
Sean's face was stony cold; he had indeed noticed a hand!
Out of nowhere, while he wasn't paying attention, it had touched his sister's shoulder!
His sister, someone others could just touch whenever they felt like it?
Who did this guy think he was, having such nerve?
