Bleed Page #3
Yeah.
And you know
what saved us?
Butterflies?
What happened
happened, all right?
There's no reason
to deny it.
Don't be a dick, Eric.
I'm not trying
to be a dick.
I'm sorry, I didn't--
Sarah, come on.
You know,
it's hard to believe
that she's related to you.
Why's that?
Well, for one thing,
she's loving,
she's kind,
considerate--
pretty much
all the things
that you're not.
Wow.
Well, I guess
everybody has to have
their opposite, right?
That's probably why
she chose you.
There is some
good ghost fodder
up in these mountains.
Yeah?
What do you mean?
There was a serial killer
back in the 70s.
Who?
Newspapers called him,
"cannibal Kane."
Said he mutilated
his victims,
then ate them.
Some weird satanic
something-or-other.
-They caught him, right?
-Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Creepy to know that there's
people like that in jail
getting old like us.
Well, not anymore.
Well, he got out?
No, no, no, no.
He died.
The prisons burned down
back in the 80s.
It was like,
this big story
around here.
Something like 100 people
were trapped inside,
-died in their cell.
-We need to check that out.
-Yeah, we do.
-What?
Yeah, it's
a perfect night,
a full moon.
Oh, excuse me.
Wait, you want to take us
to a burnt out prison
in the middle
of no where,
-yeah.
-At night,
because it's a full moon?
Somehow a full moon
makes that a good idea?
If you wanna go now,
there's still daylight left.
But, um,
the only thing is
that the ghosts
don't come out until night.
Oh that's right,
that's in your ghost hunting
manual, right?
I-- I have always
wanted to see that place.
-I'm sorry, what?
-I--
I say we go,
it'll be fun.
Come on, Bree.
In high school,
all the kids used to go,
it was like a dare.
Kinda like,
make out in the prison,
kind of thing.
- Ah.
We could make some more
recordings added to the box.
Yes.
-I don't wanna do this.
-Come on.
It'll be fun.
Where's fun, Bree?
Let's go.
How about you, Matt?
You game?
Come on.
Come on,
if there's no ghosts,
it's no big deal, right?
You serious?
Okay, uh, I'm in.
-Yeah
-yes.
-Wow.
-Baby, it's cool,
it's fun.
It's no big deal.
A little adventure.
Hey.
Hey, where's that old
crappy sweater I love?
Why are you doing this?
-It's gonna get cold.
-That's not what I mean.
What the hell
was he talking about
with the butterflies?
Well, it's just Eric.
I mean, I don't know,
they probably just nested
in the house,
and then got out,
go into our room somehow.
Look, he tells
his bullshit stories,
and he travels
around the world
pissing away our money,
and I'm over it.
Now, this sh*t?
Ghosts? Butterflies?
Really?
Oh, you never shared
that with me.
I want you brother
out of here.
Can you keep your
voice down, please?
I should have said something.
Yeah, well, it's--
it's bigger than the check.
It's everything.
Not responding
to your e-mails,
blowing off
your phone calls,
and now the random
showing up to crash
whenever he wants?
Telling more
bullshit stories
that are obviously
bothering you.
Well, how is this helping?
I wanna see
what he sees,
and call bullshit on it.
Finally chip away and this--
this myth he's built his
entire life around.
He's not
your responsibility.
Yeah, well,
you are.
And you're gonna be
the mother of our child.
Even though you were born
you've been playing
big sister for way too long.
He's got to grow up.
It starts today.
That sweater?
Thanks.
Come back in an hour?
You know, someday
you're gonna realize
that this isn't a mistake.
What isn't a mistake?
Who we are.
The things we seen.
The things that
we've been shown.
Sarah, you and i
have a gift.
Oh, I do have a gift.
And you've managed
to convince him
to take this stupid hike.
And if anything
happens to him,
I will kill you
with my bare hands.
Yes, ma'am.
See ya later.
Dave, uh--
you really know
where we're going?
Kinda...
Oh, my god!
That's really not cool.
You should have seen
your face,
oh, my god
that was hilarious.
Don't do that again.
Here.
Why the hell would anybody
build a prison out here?
Why not?
Probably safer out here
than Alcatraz.
How the hell would you find
your way out of this place?
-Welcome to prison.
-Holy sh*t.
Shut up.
Unbelievable.
I say we divide
and conquer.
Wow.
-This place...
-It's insane.
It just keeps going.
Hey. Look what I got.
Look at you, prepared.
Ah, yes.
This place goes on
for miles and--
oh, god, oh, jeez!
- Jesus, not funny!
-Come on.
Is that good?
Let's go get this
cannibal motherf***er.
You ready?
You know I am.
Help me.
This is gonna be good.
No, no, no.
What, did you smoke
too much?
Uh, yeah, I think so.
Hey, we don't have
much time left
to go down here,
come on.
Yeah, I don't--
i don't want to.
Hey, Skye, babe,
this is what we came for,
-right here.
-Yeah, I'm just--
I'm not feeling it, baby.
Come on.
Hey, I'm not gonna let
anything happen to you.
I'm gonna take
real good care of you.
All right,
all right.
Yeah.
All right.
Come on.
I'm sorry,
I'm so sorry.
You're so strong.
All clear.
Okay.
Oh, this is the old
mess hall.
Okay, I'm done.
We can go. We've seen this,
right?
Hey, it's just
an old building,
there's nothing
you need to be scared of.
-Okay?
-All right.
I just wanna go.
I'm just done.
Okay, all right.
-No!
-Hey. Hey. Hey.
Hey.
Baby, are you okay?
Baby, you all right?
Wh-- um, what--
what are those?
It's nothing.
Hey, look at me.
Can we go now?
No f***ing way.
Whoa.
This is it.
This is where
those prisoners died.
This is f***ing it.
You here
with us, Kane?
Kane, are you here?
Wait.
What the hell
is that?
I've read about these people
up in the mountains.
They developed their own
kind of religion.
Some sort of demonology
based on voodoo
and christianity
and oral traditions
all combined.
"Sirrahana."
Maybe sirrahana's
their savior.
More like their devil.
Baby, look at this.
"The lost return--
awakening of the dead
and the end begins.
Drawing the devil
from out of the cycle."
Hello?
-Jesus. I don't like
this, Eric.
-Calm down.
This isn't like anything
we've ever experienced.
-Please can we just go?
-It's just our friends
trying to play--
I don't f***ing care,
this place gives me
the creeps, all right?
Take some photos to prove
we were here, and let's go.
Okay. Okay.
I love you.
I love you too.
You better.
Eric!
Oh, my god.
What the f***?
Eric.
Hey, hey, hey--
i need your help!
Holy sh*t.
Take him to a hospital.
I can't,
- Get off of him!
You're killing him. Please,
you're killing him.
You're killing him!
Eric!
Hold up,
hold up.
Hang on, hang on.
I got you, man.
Relax.
Calm down.
He just
stopped bleeding.
I don't understand, dude.
We just gotta get
out of here.
Sarah should be waiting
for us.
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