Be Afraid Page #2

Hey. So...

You doing okay?

Yeah.

All good.

Yeah?

You need anything?

No, I'm fine.

How's your dad?

Same old dad.

$ 38.75.

It would be really nice if you

would stop by once in a while.

I've just

been... uh...

Really busy with school.

Yeah, I know.

I know, but, just...

Please try.

Right. Right.

Well, I got to go.

Ow!

Damn it!

Thank you.

That was you up at my house

the other day, right?

Annabelle.

Oh, sorry, I can't talk.

I got to grab this.

That was you, right?

Thanks.

See you.

Wait.

I don't even know your name.

I'm Ben.

You're Nikki, right?

How did you know?

I heard your mom.

Right!

We're headed out to the river

after school tomorrow.

You want to come with?

Sure.

Great. Give me your hand.

Can you pick me up

at the high school?

How old are you?

Eighteen.

Sure about that?

Very.

Are you single?

Yeah.

Are you sure about that?

Pretty sure.

See you tomorrow.

I was about to send

in an extraction team.

Hop in the car, lover boy.

Dinner's almost ready.

Good, because I'm hungry.

How are you doing, pal?

Good. How was school today?

Good.

Awesome. How'd you do

on your homework?

Great. Look.

A hundred percent.

You did?

Awesome, fantastic.

I'm very proud of you.

And how's that story coming?

Good. I put you in the

story too, daddy.

You did?

Let's see.

Yeah.

It's you...

There's Ben, with his

bag home from college.

Is that you?

No. That's my friend.

She showed me

a big tunnel, daddy.

A tunnel?

An old railroad tunnel I found

our son playing in today.

Nathan, tell daddy what mommy

told you about the tunnel.

Um, that I'm never going to

play at the tunnel again.

That's correct.

Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

Sh*t.

- Language.

- What was that?

- Ghosts.

- Ghosts?

He's fibbing, babe.

Unless you want to sleep with a

six-year-old until he's a teenager,

zip it. There's no

such thing as ghosts.

Yeah, no such thing as ghosts.

Thank you.

But there is such a

thing as a scare!

Hey!

Jesus, you scared

the crap out of me.

What are you still doing up?

I couldn't sleep.

Want to take her for a spin?

Really?

Look, Ben, I understand

you're in a bit of

a funk right now.

Okay? I get it.

I do.

At some point, you're

going to have to grow up.

I mean, look,

my point was early.

Met your mother

when I was young,

and, uh, you know, I definitely

made my share of mistakes.

One thing I always did was

I took responsibility

for my own actions.

Let's cut the sh*t

though, really.

I mean, you want this car, right?

Yes.

All you got to do

is get yourself back

in school and graduate, okay?

So, in the meantime,

I can drive...?

Look out!

Oh, sh*t!

Please! Please!

Please!

Dr. chambers! Wait.

It's my husband, he's got a gun

and I think he's going to

try to kill himself. Where?

He's in our house,

just up the road.

Alright, well, come on, get in!

Okay, get in, get in.

Come on, let's go,

let's go, let's go.

Sh*t.

Ben, drive until you can get a signal.

Call the sheriff.

Wait, are you sure?

He has a gun.

Just do as I say.

Where are you, sweetheart?

Where did my little girl go?

Why can't you come home to

your mother and me? Why?

Dean?

Dean, it's

Dr. chambers.

Dean? Can you hear me?

I want you to stay here.

Dean, please do not shoot.

Dean?

Can you hear me?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

No, don't shoot me!

I'm here to help you.

Don't leave me, baby!

Who are you talking to?

I just wanted to look at her.

Listen, Dean.

Look at me.

I'm a doctor, I can help you.

How do I know you are

what you say you are?

I swear to you.

I'm doctor chambers.

You were on my property

the other day.

You were talking to my son.

Dean, baby. Let

this man help you.

Christine.

Yes?

I am so sorry.

I just wanted to hold

her one last time.

I knew she wasn't coming back.

Listen, Dean, I can help you.

But you have to put

the gun down.

Here they come.

Who, Dean?

Who's coming?

It's nobody! Nobody's

coming, Dean.

Stop this nonsense, right now!

Stop it!

What is that?

Who is that?

You see them, doc?

You can see them?

There's nobody there, Dr.

Chambers! Dean, stop it!

No, no, don't let them see you, doc.

They'll come for you too.

Put the gun down and let's go!

That's enough!

Just stop it!

Emm's isn't coming home.

I couldn't protect her.

You protect your family, doc.

You must protect your family.

Find a way.

Or they'll come for you, too.

I'm sorry, Christine.

I'm sorry.

No!

Nothing.

She's in shock.

Oh, baby, no.

No, no, no.

He say anything, John?

He was babbling.

He thought his daughter

was in the house.

Christine, she

witnessed everything?

Yeah.

He told me I should go home

and protect my family.

Hm.

You didn't see anybody

else in the house?

No.

When you pulled out, anything?

Nothing.

Sorry you had to see that, John.

Let's go.

Hello, John.

Nathan!

Nathan.

What did that woman say to you?

She asked me what that man

who hurt himself said to me.

Mr. booth?

Um... i don't know,

mommy.

Okay.

Well, let's go.

Excuse me! Miss?

Do you have an appointment?

No, you were just talking to my son.

What did you say to him?

Look, lady, I don't appreciate

you spying on my family

and talking to

my six-year-old son.

If you have something to

say, you can say it to me.

Okay, yes!

You're right. It was inappropriate

of me to talk to your son.

M... I... i just asked him what

Dean booth said to him.

Why?

Why are you so interested

in Dean booth?

Because he was my friend.

Nathan, close that.

I'm sorry if I've

caused you any trouble.

Mommy...

Come on, Nathan, let's go.

Mommy, this is the man.

Nathan, come on now.

But this is the man who

comes into my room.

Nathan, now.

Let's go.

Oh my... wait, wait.

He's seen him. Wait, are

you listening to me?

He's seen him, which means

that they are coming.

Who is coming?

You need to stop.

Nathan, tell your mommy

that you saw him.

No, don't do that.

You can see them too. They're

in the corner of your eye

but they are watching

us all the time.

You're insane. Do

not talk to my son.

Leave us alone!

Do you ever get the feeling

like you're being watched?

Totally.

When I was a kid,

I'd get that feeling.

The room would get really quiet

and this freakish eerie

chill would come over me,

like there was

some invisible force

standing there looking at me.

Yeah, exactly.

When I was little, I had

this recurring nightmare

that this man,

all covered in black

would walk out of the

woods, into my house

and would stand in my

bedroom and watch me sleep.

That's pretty creepy.

One night I woke up...

And I saw him, plain as day.

I screamed so loud

for my parents

and threw the covers

over my head.

By the time my mom got

in there, he was gone.

That was the last time

I ever had that dream.

Six years ago my mom and I

were hit by a drunk driver.

When the medics arrived,

I was pronounced dead.

My heart didn't beat

for over five minutes.

I remember everything.

I floated above the wreckage,

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