Alien Abduction Page #2
- This is, basically, the same road.
- Yes, I can see that, Katie, thank you so much.
Dad, can you please, just slow down?
I feel like I'm gonna puke.
Hey! We're in the goddamn
mountains, alright? I didn't
make the roads. They curve!
What do you wnat me to do?
Peter!
OK, guys. I'm- I'm sorry, but... just back off.
It's hard enough to drive these roads
without you guys badgering me, alright? Please.
It's better? There's hope for the 22 miles.
Son of a b*tch!
- What is it?
- We're low on gas.
What?
What? How did we get so low?
What do you want me to say, Katie? We're in
the mountains, the roads go up and down,
we've haven't got gas for a
while. We're low on gas!
OK. Let's all just calm down.
Can you pull over somewhere?
Pull up? Really? You wanna pull over?
What the hell is that gonna
accomplish, pulling over?
Oh, great ...
Oh, yeah, let's not pull over.
Actually, Let's turn around,
- go back to the rest stop and ask...
- We don't need to turn around at all.
- We don't need to do anything!
- Yes, we do!
This thing knows exactly where we ...
What the hell was that?
Is everybody OK?
- Get that goddam thing out of my face!
- Peter!
- Hi.
- Hi.
Ri, can you put down the camera for a second, hon?
Yep.
- I mean...
- Why would a crow hit our car like that?
I don't know, Ri.
It's balance must've been off or something.
I'm not sure.
I'm really sorry I lost my temper.
I love you so much, kid.
What do you say we go find a gas station?
Sure, dad.
I think your mother's pissed off at me.
Yep.
I'm very sorry.
I'm sorry.
Road to nowhere.
Oh, come on.
There has got to be gas out here somewhere.
- Nobody comes up here.
- Even meth heads need gas.
- Jillian, you asleep?
- Like I could sleep!
- Hey, guys, a mailbox.
- What?
Imagine living out here,
in the middle of nowhere?
- 31... Number 31.
- That's right, Riley.
Isn't that where the 'Unabomber' lives?
31... 31... 31...
Jesus, I wonder where number 32 is?
Cheerful!
That's encouraging.
- I'm gonna have a heart attack.
- So much fun.
I'm actually gonna have a heart attack, I think.
Dad, look at that one.
Don't do that when I'm driving!
Jesus, you freaked me out.
Recalculating route.
- What's it doing?
- Recalculating route.
What the he...? It's recalculating.
Like I took a wrong...
turn or something. I...
- I don't get it.
- Recalculating.
- It's not even sure of its road.
- Because no one uses it?
It doesn't make any sense. There's no signal.
Maybe something is interfering
with the satellite, or something.
Recalculating.
Any kind of signal on that thing?
Recalculat ...
Whoa! What in the hell is this?
What the heck?
Oh, my God. Is that an accident?
Doesn't look like one.
- Is anybody in there?
- No.
- No, no one's there.
- Where are they?
I don't know.
Jesus!
- What the hell?
- What the hell's going on here?
- Whoa!
- Peter!
Whoa!
- This is really weird.
- Recalculating.
Here, look at all this stuff.
- This is just...
- There aren't any people.
OK, umm...
The people who own these
cars have to be somewhere.
Dad, this is really creeping me out.
Yeah, no, I'm with you.
- Maybe we should turn around, now.
- We-we don't have any choice.
We have no gas, we can't get back to
the highway, we have to go this way.
Allright. So, umm...
You guys all sit tight, OK?
I'm gonna find these folks.
- Are you-are you serious?
- Careful, Peter.
- Yes, I'm serious, Corey.
- I'm going with you, Dad.
I'm coming, too.
Guys, I'd really rather you not. I'd
rather you stay in the ca...
OK, that's good.
- Mom, I gotta pee.
- Hold on, honey. I'm gonna come with you.
Riley, you gonna go with your dad? Peter?
- Yeah?
- Keep an eye on him?
- Wait for me, dad.
- Come on, Ri.
Gotta stay close, buddy, OK?
All the seatbelts are torn out of the cars.
This is weird.
Come on, buddy.
Watch your brother, please.
- Who throws their bike on top of the car?
- Ri, come on.
Ri, come on.
How fricking long is this tunnel?
Hello?
Riley!
- I'm coming.
- Come on, buddy.
- Dad, what the...?
- I don't know.
Nothing.
There's just, just... this, sh*t everywhere.
Hello?
Yeah, dad, this is really weird.
Riley! Come on, buddy.
Dad, Corey... Let's go back.
Riley, come on.
Hold on.
- Dad.
- Ri, shush. Get over here.
Come on.
Whoa!
I mean it, Riley.
Now, stay with me.
- Riley, come on.
- Wait up.
It's a cop car.
It's a Sheriff's cruiser.
I think that we should go back. Let's go back.
Yeah... yeah, we should.
Hello?
Hey!
Dad!
What the hell was that?
Run! Run! Run!
Go! Go! Go!
Let's get behind that car.
Corey, grab Riley!
- Oh, my God, we're trapped.
- Jesus Christ! What was that?
Let's go. Come on!
Corey, now listen to me. I want you to
take Riley and I want you to run.
You get your mom and your sister
and you get the hell out of here.
Are you ready?
Let's go!
Dad! What are you doing?
Shut up!
Ri!
Ri, run!
I saw it!
Corey, run faster!
Can you see him?
Oh, my God!
What are we gonna do?
Run!
Run!
Corey, run!
Corey, run!
Faster! Faster, Corey!
Run! Run! It's coming!
It's coming after me! Run!
Run!
Corey, run! Run!
Get in the car! Get in the car!
GET IN THE CAR!
- Where's Daddy?
- Dad, dad... dad's gone!
- What do you mean, he's gone?
- He's gone!
What are you doing, Corey? Where's your father?
It wasn't human!
Corey? Peter?
- Peter?
- What's going on?
He came after us!
Jillian! Stop! Didn't you hear me? He's gone!
Well, we just have to go get him!
Stop!
There's no signal.
Wait a minute. Turn the car around!
We can't...
Mom! Mom! Mom, please! Believe
me, there's nothing we can do!
- What is going on?
- He is GONE!
We have to get help!
It wasn't human! It was huge!
- OK, we have service.
- Get me out of here!
They tried to trap us in there, mom!
Come on!
Yes! Hello?
Hi, we're-we're lost in-in the
woods and my family is in danger.
We need help right now! Hello?
Hello? No, I don't-I don't know where we are. Can
you send-can you track this phone or something?
Is there some way that you can do that?
Hello?
What's going ON?
What is this?
What happened? Oh, what just happened?
Corey?
What was that?
Sh*t.
- Sh*t!
- It's not turning?
Get out! Get out of the car.
Jillian, get out of the car.
Riley, go!
What are you doing?
- We have to keep going on foot.
- What?
We can't just sit here and
wait for them to show back up.
Yeah, we need to keep moving. We gotta get
to a phone or a place where my phone works.
No. I don't-I don't know about that.
Take your stuff. We gotta keep moving.
Come on, Riley.
Come on.
Mom, hurry!
Stay close, honey.
Did we pass that mailbox?
No. Number 31. No.
We'll never make it to the highway, from here!
There's a dirt road, looked
like it coulda been a driveway,
or something. Like
somebody lived back there.
- You doing okay?
- Mom, there's phone lines down here!
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