2004 Great Lakes Film Festival

By dusk the remaining kids barricade themselves in an abandoned house in a desperate attempt to save themselves from the killer hunger of the cannibalistic corpses. Their feeble differences prove useless. They are overrun by friend-turned-fiend and FLESHEATER alike. Only BOB and SALLY avoid the onslaught and escape the carnage unharmed. And the FLESHEATER leads his assembly of the animated eaten into the night.

A 'family in an isolated house prepares for Halloween. A thud brings the little girl to the door ready to hand out candy. She opens the door and stares at the silent form outside. "Wow!" she says, "You forgot to say 'trick or treat'! The FLESHEATER growls and moves forward.

BOB and SALLY enter a stable and are surprised by a farmer. He doesn't believe their story, but appreciates their obvious terror. He takes them to his house to call the police. In his house the television is on and a newscaster speaks of "unconfirmed reports" in which the dead are-eating the living. The farmer calls to his wife and her lifeless, torn body comes to him. Hungry. other minions of the FLESHEATER burst into the room. The farmer throws himself between the undead invaders and BOB and SALLY allowing them an opening to escape. The farmer is decimated.

BOB and SALLY's fear fraught flight bring them to a Halloween party in a barn. The costumed party-goers think BOB and SALLY are crashing the party and pulling a prank. Slowly, the undead enter the room. At first the partiers think they are more party crashers. Then comes the blood bath. BOB and SALLY hide themselves from the flesheaters. But not from their victim's screams.

With dawn comes the police and a massive posse of angry, frightened farmers. They surround the barn and begin to shoot down the wandering corpses. BOB and SALLY exit their hiding place and dash to the awaiting police outside. To the posse, BOB and SALLY are another set of fleeing monsters. They are shot down like the rest. The police chief decides to burn the entire barn down, flesheaters and all. The inferno rages into the night. Days later the rubble of the barn still smolders. Silence. No movement. No sound. Then: ashen wood stirs. Something rises from the wreckage. Could this be THE RETURN OF THE FLESHEATERS?