Boogeyman 3 Page #2

He just follows me everywhere I go.

Is he a friend, a boyfriend?

I'm afraid we need to know

about your situation fully...

...in order to help you.

You wouldn't believe me

if I told you.

Why wouldn't we believe you?

Because you don't believe

in the Boogeyman.

What exactly do you mean

by the Boogeyman?

He killed my dad...

...and those other people.

I'm next.

Your father was one of those killed

at the Hillridge Clinic. I'm very sorry.

You must be experiencing

a great deal of pain.

Look, I know you don't believe me...

...but you will.

Once I'm dead,

you'll know I was right.

Call campus security and get

someone over to Hammonds Hall.

- Which room?

- 403. Her name is Audrey Allen.

Tell them she may be suicidal.

Sarah?

Sarah?

Hello?

Let's begin

by clarifying a few things.

I understand your father

was killed...

...by a man

who thought he was the Boogeyman.

No. No. Look, it was him.

I've tried to tell Sarah

but she won't listen.

I wouldn't believe me either

but it's the truth.

He's real.

I don't know what to do.

You do realize the Boogeyman

is a legend?

One that a very sick man used

as an excuse to hurt your father...

...but a legend nonetheless.

I found my dad's journal.

Look, he knew

the Boogeyman was real.

He knew he was gonna die.

Look, my dad was trying to help

those people before they all...

Hello, caller? Are you there?

Caller, are you there?

Hello?

Yeah.

I'm still here.

Hello, caller? Are you there?

Hello?

- What's going on?

- Someone's attacking Audrey.

- What?

- He's strangling her.

Jesus Christ.

Look, stay here. Stay here.

I'll call the police.

You sure you're gonna be okay?

All right, if we need anything else,

we'll call you.

Did you tell them what you saw?

Sarah, are you all right?

What happened?

I heard someone say that Audrey...

That she...

It's not true, is it?

She hung herself with a belt.

Jee.

I think I'm getting sick again.

You feel fine to me.

No, I mean sick.

Sick the way I was last year.

I saw something in Audrey's room.

Something that wasn't really there.

What did you see?

If you don't wanna talk about it...

I saw someone standing over Audrey

like they had strangled her.

Who was it?

I don't know.

Sarah, you were in shock.

You witnessed one

of your best friends die tonight.

- It's probably...

- It's the same way my mom died.

What if it triggered something?

Something that I thought

wasn't there anymore?

No.

Sarah, listen to me.

After what you've been through

tonight...

...you could tell me you saw

a herd of pink elephants...

...in Audrey's room and I'd still think

you're the sanest girl I know.

Hello?

Hey.

Katie...

...hey.

Sorry,

I'm a little jumpy this morning.

I think we all are.

They asked me

to pack up Audrey's things.

- Already?

- Yeah, dorms close in 48 hours.

You two were pretty close, huh?

Yeah, we were.

Hey, where should I send her stuff?

The only contact listed was her dad.

He was all she had left.

Well, if there's anything of hers

that you'd like to keep...

Yeah, I think there is.

Thanks, Katie.

He ain't here.

- Where is he?

- Study group.

Sarah, by the way,

I'm really sorry about your friend.

A bunch of us were listening

to your show when she called in.

It was pretty freaky sh*t.

If there's anything I can do...

- Thanks. Tell David I stopped by.

- Yeah, sure.

I just can't stop thinking

about it, man.

She said someone strangled her.

Yeah, well, she was confused.

I'm just saying it's f***ing freaky.

So am I helping you

pack your clothes...

...or am I simply packing them?

- Come in.

- Come in.

Careful. I got high

just walking down the hallway.

Everything okay?

I found something in Audrey's room.

Her dad's private journal.

Audrey was right about her dad.

He did believe

the Boogeyman was real.

He thought he was some kind

of physical manifestation of our fears.

Well, you said

he was a respected psychologist.

He never told anyone

what he wrote in the journal.

He was afraid

his patients would suffer for it.

More like his career.

His theory was that his patients

were susceptible to the Boogeyman...

...because they believed in him.

When you said

Audrey was strangled...

...who did you think...?

- I mean, you didn't...

- Let's change the subject, okay?

I just can't believe her nutjob dad was

in charge of helping those patients.

It's strange. Even though

his theories are illogical...

...he doesn't come off

like a raving lunatic in the journal.

He articulates his thoughts clearly.

Come on, Sarah.

I mean, if you believe a word

of what was in that journal...

...you're as cray as he was.

What?

That's not what I said.

Sh*t, sorry.

- I just meant that...

- Don't worry about it. It's cool.

You're almost all done packing.

I've just been procrastinating.

I should probably get started.

Right this second? Stick around.

That's okay.

I'll see you guys later.

Hello? Earth to Captain Oblivious?

- It came out the wrong way.

- Yeah.

You have one new message.

Sarah, it's your dad.

You're probably busy with finals...

...but I was wondering when

you were planning on coming home.

I haven't seen you

since the funeral...

...and well, anyway...

...I can't wait to see you.

Bye, sweetie.

To delete this message,

press seven.

Damn it.

Hey, what happened?

I just had a fight

with the window shade.

You kick its ass?

No, the other way around.

That's all right.

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

I thought you guys were packing.

Yeah, I was packing.

Now we're taking a break...

...and you are coming

to grab a bite with us.

I'm not feeling so well

so I think I'm just gonna go to bed.

Bed?

There's no bed in finals week.

- I didn't get much sleep last night.

- Yeah, who did?

Hey, come on.

You know, it might do us some good

to get out of here.

You guys go ahead. Seriously.

- Come on.

- Okay.

See you later.

Okay, have fun.

Lighter, check.

Bong, check.

Ignite.

Oh, sh*t.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

I gotta stop smoking.

I gotta stop smoking.

I gotta stop smoking.

I gotta go to rehab.

I gotta do something. I gotta stop.

Hello?

Lukas?

Lukas.

What the hell is going on?

Lukas, answer me.

What happened to you?

Sarah, hey.

Whoa, whoa, what happened?

We have to find Lukas. He's hurt.

Lukas? How did he get hurt?

I don't...

I saw him in the kitchen.

He was bleeding.

He had glass in his mouth.

Glass? Sarah, are you sure

there was glass in his mouth?

Yes, but everything was different.

- Different? How were things different?

- Hey, what are you guys doing?

- Have you seen Lukas?

- Lukas? No, we've been at dinner.

- Why? What's wrong?

- Can you help me find him?

- Can we look in your room?

- Sure. Come on.

He's not here.

He's probably just out

studying somewhere.

Yeah, or getting smashed.

Why are you so worried

about Lukas?

I saw him in the kitchen with blood

and glass pouring out of his mouth.

- Well, are you sure it was Lukas?

- Yes, I'm positive.

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