Crazy Eights Page #2

I will check the basement.

Have you fire?

What?

- No, I svedde my finger only.

- You terrified the sh*t out of me.

Dame first?

- Wayne!

- My God, I think I broke the leg.

God, my leg.

Okay, I download help.

- Gina!

- I will shortly.

Gina!

Leave me not alone in the dark.

Okay.

I will look for power.

- I see an electrical thing.

- A smooth skringsskp?

Call it what you want, what should I do?

There should be a

main switches or something on it.

All or nothing.

Okay, I will be back soon.

Do you make that hrinne?

With all mould, which flows from

the walls here, so this irritates you?

Why make it more toxic?

- Does it feel better if I smoke outdoors?

- Yes.

- Good.

- Thank you.

I had forgotten what torment he is.

Strangely how the brain can help us

to wipe out unpleasant experiences.

Destroy my damned shoes.

Destroy my damned tailored trousers.

Fast middle of the damned wilderness

with Nancy damned Torris and -

- the gang from the damned Beawer.

Bang!

- Excuse me for all "damned", Father.

- Not required.

UTDMDA:

Bang.

Hey! Wayne is damaged,

he has probably broken leg.

- Fan, too!

- What happened?

Wayne has broken leg.

I download first aid.

I had no first aid,

so I took what was available in trunk.

What is this?

It is a condemnation that says:

"Unauthorized shot without warning".

- More good news, fear.

- And torches.

Ended on drhuset,

the last four year old, Eric.

- A bad joke, Brent.

- It is not true, or is it?

So small.

- From a child.

- Okay.

What was that?

Can someone help me?

It is stuck.

- We are trapped.

- Fan!

We need to know how the house is built.

For I believe that the basement is off.

- Now, we suicide!

- There is a passage here.

- Can you stand, Wayne?

- Yes.

- What is this place?

- Part of an old house.

Okay, you may well wait with Wayne?

We have to take us from here. Gina goes with me.

Brent and Jennifer, take an extra

flashlight and try over there.

- Lyle? Will you?

- Yes, I will.

Wondering where this leads?

I feel a cold move,

must be an opening here somewhere of course.

Do you know that?

Right here.

It is lit hrnere.

All these windows

have a great damned steel.

Bang!

Nn success?

All the windows are locked and we found

no door that leads to the outside.

- You then?

- Ibid.

"My nightmares began to slow-"

"- when I discovered

my past in the old house. "

"A trunk, filled with memories

I call for nightmares. "

"I saw her there. "

"We were her there.

We left her in the box. "

"At the opening, I gave her life,

and not just her. "

"This place, everything. "

Usually you for a resort, father?

Have...

Has the prayers ever worked for you?

Have you never tried yourself?

Ftt a different

perspective of the world down there.

WAYNE 0364

BETH 0365

God! Open it!

- Give me a crowbar or something!

- A crowbar?

Yes, darling. A crowbar, or what

any time to open the damned window.

- Screaming is not for me.

- I'm not crying fan, give me something.

Come on! Press!

- He is dead.

- Are you kidding? I thought that he was asleep.

Okay. Bang! I make from here.

- We can not just leave him there.

- Not, check on me.

We put Waynes

body in a cell until further notice.

In my church last week...

...hiding someone or something in the darkness.

I thought first

that it was imagination, but...

I do not know.

It is something chasing me.

Children, I think.

- The dream that I have had.

- Secure in that it was a dream?

You then?

Sight. Jimmy!

What the f*** is going on?

I see that there is coffee.

We need a saucepan.

Perfect. Is there someone spoon?

We need just a little sugar.

What is it?

- What is it?

- How did you do that?

- Did vad?

- You can find everything at once.

Is there any canopener?

You have been is the past.

- You planned this, right?

- No, I...

- I have never been here before...

- Your damned joke killed Wayne.

- Stop now. Quiet.

- Your hussy damned, damned fitta.

Keep things in respectable level

it was just a canopener.

Why are we not a round?

Come on, Jeff. Let's go.

Sdr, darling, do you feel better?

We can bring us here,

sit down on the bed here, like that.

- She freezes, we retrieve some blankets.

- They are in this.

My God.

You also have been here before.

Okay, I get them.

- Go ahead, darling.

- Are you all right?

- Leave me alone, please.

- Are you sure?

We are hrute.

Rost and color.

Okay, this does not work.

- It was someone who went there.

- Wait!

Here are the power switch.

Oh, my God!

- Lyle? Gina!

- What is it? / i

It is she.

- The girl in the photos.

- God's Holy Mother.

What do we do on this wall?

Hello, Beth.

You remember me well, right? / I

You suffer from pain, some are you doing? / i

What do you know? / i

You have guilt. / i

Do not worry, you can do so they

disappear. I promise you that. / I

Only a stretch you down and drag out the / i.

That's all you need to do. / i

leg you down and drag out the / i.

extend you down and drag out the / i.

Only a stretch you down and drag out the / i.

Larger, Beth. / i

Skit in her.

- Where should you?

- Out of here. / i

- Let him bury only.

- God.

I have to find what the hell

it is missing.

"During the 20 years it glided us out of your fingers. "

"Our oath to each other slowed down over time.

Together forever. "

"For always came too quickly. "

What?

Trivs you?

Enjoy you of this?

See us cut around that

a bunch of damned trapped rats?

There, I hope that you are doing.

I hope so.

For me to take me out.

Sooner or later, so I sticker.

Guess what I do then?

I will buy...

...A few litres of pure gasoline.

And I'm going to come back...

And burn down

this damned place to base.

Brent might was right to stick.

Brent has never been right.

Where is it?

Where is it?

- Where is it?

- What, Jen?

Butterflies!

- What is it?

- God.

- What is it?

- This was our place.

We lived in this room.

We were not orphans, I remember my

father, he was a doctor, I remember that.

Oh.

Come on!

Did your father like the guy?

My God, how is it possible?

It is my fault.

Is not it?

It looks as if he is watching us.

The mirror.

They looked at us.

What is this place?

They must have recorded something, Beth.

Permits... Autism... Seward syndrome.

What does it mean here?

Good God.

The observed not only us.

- They carried out experiments on us.

- No.

Title C8. / i

Brent, Lyle, Jennifer,

Wayne, Beth, Brax, Gina...

And Karen.

Debt leads... / i

...to compassion, / i

compassion is the ultimate... / i

...that separates a man... / i

from predators. / i

They tried to teach us skulknslor.

We were not very smart, / i

the required nine in a basebollslag. / i

Here we are. Who is the narrow? / I

DAGRUM:

"They were brother and sister... "

During all these years

they do not even know about it.

It is just numbers that turn up,

one to eight.

Crazy Eights, we cared us not then.

And we do not bother now!

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