In the scorched heart of Australia's Nullarbor Desert, where ancient secrets lurk beneath the crimson sands, a forgotten terror awakens. The year is 1981: a lone explorer rappels into a forsaken sinkhole, his camcorder capturing grotesque anomalies—coiled serpents with unnatural eyes, colossal spiders, and skeletal remnants of prehistoric beasts. But something primordial stirs in the shadows: a massive, ancient creature descends silently, its leathery wings eclipsing the light, sealing his fate in a blood-chilling snarl.

 

Twenty years later, in the forsaken outpost of Nowhere Else—population two—reclusive widower Noah Blackwood clings to sanity amid whispers of winged demons that claimed his bride on their wedding night. Haunted by a tormenting voice and scarred by their claws, he vows vengeance. Enter Boris Petrov, a washed-up Russian filmmaker obsessed with cryptozoology, who secures funding from billionaire Mikhail Volkov to hunt the mythical "Night Flyers"—gigantic, intelligent ancient winged creatures known as Night Flyers, that possess serrated fangs and a penchant for decapitating prey. Boris assembles a ragtag crew: wildlife filmmakers Derek and Molly, eager for fame; sleazy camera operator Shane; and cryptozoologist Adam, drawn by the allure of the prehistoric.

 

As the team ventures into the sun-baked wilderness, eerie omens mount: a cocooned silhouette vanishes from a rusted plough; a ghostly bride in bloodied taffeta haunts the periphery; and an abandoned church becomes a slaughterhouse when the Night Flyers descend, their sonar-like screeches piercing the night. Shane's voyeuristic betrayal fractures trust, but the real horror unfolds in subterranean lairs woven from twisted pines and bone-strewn abysses.

 

Heads vanish as trophies; venom sears flesh; and alliances shatter when opportunistic producer Kora and her henchman Alfie hijack the expedition, binding Noah as bait and forcing the survivors into a deadly cave descent.

 

Suspense builds in claustrophobic subterranean tunnels: Derek grapples with a limping abomination in a venom-drenched duel; Molly evades aerial pursuits on a stolen Harley, her chain-whip cracking against obsidian hide; and Noah confronts his inner demons, hurling his antipsychotic pills into the void as the flyers' queen guards her brood in a skulllittered sanctuary.

 

Betrayals ignite—Kora's greed leads to fiery crashes and throat-slashing ambushes— culminating in a moonlit showdown amid plane wreckage, where old Bertha's thunderous blasts fell the last males. Yet mystery lingers: as the survivors—Derek, Molly, and Noah— emerge scarred but triumphant, the queen's chattering offspring stir in hidden depths, their red eyes gleaming.

 

Based on whispered Aboriginal legends and a "true story," The Night Flyers weaves a tapestry of primal fear, lost love, and the blurred line between myth and monstrosity, warning that in the outback's endless silence, some shadows never die.