Only to stick to my principles, I’ve used AI to generate a response to your comment:

“Ah, fear – my secret weapon. Just kidding, I come in peace!”

Also, I’ve already generated a trailer for my crap-fest idea:

[INTENSE MUSIC BEGINS]

[Opening shot]

The desolate cabin stands amidst the haunting Scottish Highlands, shadows engulfing its very existence.

[Voiceover] “From the depths of despair…”

[Cut to]

JAMES, the tortured illustrator, sketches in darkness, tormented by his son’s tragic end.

[Cut to]

LUCY, eyes filled with sorrow, urges an escape to the remote Highlands.

[Dramatic music intensifies]

[Transition]

The couple arrives, greeted by an eerie mist and an unsettling silence.

[Warehouse scene]

In a dimly lit warehouse, shabby Willy Wonka knockoff props cast grotesque shadows. JAMES and LUCY navigate the eerie space, the air thick with unease.

[Voiceover] “Little did they know, their grief had summoned an unimaginable horror.”

[Cinematic shots]

The Highland landscapes are marred by twisted, unnatural occurrences. Shadows morph into unsettling shapes.

[Sinister whispers]

As the couple ventures further, whispers grow louder, echoing through the desolation.

[Build-up]

The standing stones illuminate with an unnatural glow, revealing a distorted figure resembling their lost son.

[Chilling dialogue]

CHARLIE FIGURE: “Why did you come here?”

[Tense music swells]

[Quick cuts]

Flashes of the warehouse – a disturbing assembly of crude and nightmarish props.

[Voiceover] “Their grief has unlocked something malevolent.”

[Distorted scenes]

Supernatural occurrences intensify, flickering lights casting eerie shadows on grotesque Willy Wonka knockoffs.

[Closing shot]

The couple faces the unearthly force in the warehouse, a battleground of nightmares.

[CLOSING TITLE]

“In the Highlands, darkness takes many forms. Can love survive the unknowable?”

[INTENSE MUSIC FADES OUT]