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Grab on to my arm.

It's still in here.

- It's still here.

- Shh.

- He's there. I see him.

- Do you see it?

Shoot it.

Shoot it!

Shoot it, Brian!

Shoot it!

Shoot it!

- Did you get it?

Did you get it?

- I don't know.

- I think so. I think so.

Come on. Grab on to me.

Grab on to me. Grab on to me.

Come on.

- Motherf***er!

- Okay, okay, okay.

I can't see it.

Come on. Hold on.

Hold on to my hand, bro.

Hold on to my hand.

Keep holding on.

Keep holding on.

- Keep on holding.

- Holding.

Come on.

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, sh*t.

Matt. Matt!

You got him.

You made it, bro.

Todd, help me. You got

him. You f***ing got him.

That's what

I'm talking about.

All right, we're clear, we're

clear. We got to get him.

Okay.

- Did you f***ing kill that

thing? Yeah, I shot it, man.

- I shot it.

- Okay. Was it dead?

- I think so.

- Move out of the way.

- He's f***ed up.

- Move him out of the way.

This is going to hurt, man.

Come on.

Guys, let's get him

back to the camper. Come on.

Come on, follow me.

Look out, look out.

Here. There's a path,

there's a path.

- Follow me.

- F***.

Here we go.

Come on.

- Sorry. I'm sorry.

- Be careful, be careful.

You're going to be fine.

We got you.

- Okay, buddy.

- I got you.

Here.

Give him some water.

Guys, we should have just

gone to the f***ing beach.

- That's my phone.

- That's your phone.

That's my phone.

Holy sh*t. Uncle Bob.

- Brian? Where the heck are you?

- Uncle Bob.

- We're out at...

- Where's Matt?

Matt's with us. He's hurt. We're

out at the woods. We're at the cabin.

I'm at the cabin. I can't

hear you. You're at the cabin?

- - We're in a camper

that's near the 212.

- Brian, can you hear me?

- Hello? Hello?

- I f***ing lost it again. All right...

- F***!

All right, I'm going to

try to f***ing redial.

Come on, come on.

You got it?

You get him?

- No, no.

- It's out again.

- He says he's at the cabin.

- He's close.

- F***.

- Ow! F***!

- Jesus f***ing Christ, dude.

- My bad, man.

Okay, so,

he's coming, right?

- He's on the way, right?

- He's... I don't know.

It cut off. I told him we

were in a trailer by the 212.

Give me your phone.

I'll keep calling it.

All right, guys.

All right, I got it.

Okay, okay.

Fireworks.

Check it out, check it out.

I can light off fireworks.

It's f***ing daylight

out there, dude.

So the f*** what?

It's better than nothing.

If he hears them or he sees

them, he'll know where we are.

Okay, okay.

- Okay.

- You good?

Yeah. I'm going.

Let's go, let's go!

Come on, buddy.

This better f***ing work.

I'm going to f***ing light

these fireworks,

signal Uncle Bob,

save Matt, the end.

Here we go, guys.

Here we go.

This is a good spot.

Come on.

F***, f***, f***.

Ready, ready.

Hey, boy, this is for you.

Buy you a whole lot of sh*t.

Come on.

What the f***?

Oh, sh*t!

Sh*t. Holy cow.

- Is that them?

- Yeah.

- You can actually see them.

- I told you this would work.

He did it.

We got help coming

for you, Matty boy.

Oh, f***! Oh, f***!

Come on, Todd.

There he is.

Oh, f***!

Yo, he's coming!

Get off me, man!

Get off me, motherf***er!

Get off me, b*tch!

Get off me!

No, no, no, no, no!

We have to help him!

Get this motherf***er

off me, man!

Get him off me!

Help!

Get it off me!

Okay, okay, okay.

Shh.

Holy sh*t.

I can't see him.

He took him into the woods.

What are we going to do

with Matt?

Oh, sh*t. Oh, f***.

Shh.

Stop crying,

stop crying.

Shh.

Shh.

It's okay. It's okay.

Shh.

Shut up, shut up.

Be quiet.

Oh, f***.

Oh, sh*t.

Matt, wake up!

He's pushing us

towards the edge!

He's pushing us.

He's trying to push us over.

Come on, Matt.

Come on, buddy.

Come on, Matt.

Oh, sh*t.

Sh*t!

Matt.

Matt, wake up.

Wake up, Matt.

We got to go home.

Matt!

Dora.

Hey, hey.

Dora, Dora.

Oh, sh*t.

No!

No, no, no!

Oh, sh*t.

Guys...

Dora. Dora.

Wake up.

Guys?

N-no.

I'm sorry, guys.

We gotta go. We gotta go.

It's gonna come back.

Come on.

Please, come on, guys.

Come on, guys.

Oh, sh*t.

Holy sh*t.

Oh...

That's it.

That's it.

I'm sorry.

It was an accident.

Ah!

We didn't mean to.

We didn't mean

to kill your baby.

We didn't mean

to kill your baby!

Brian?!

- Uncle Bob!

- Uncle Bob!

- Brian!

Uncle Bob, help!

Help me!

- Oh, my God. Come on. I know, I know.

Brian,

what'd you boys do?

- We have to get 'em!

- We have to take them all.

Come on. Come on, we

got to get out of here.

No, we can't leave them.

- Come on, Brian!

I don't want to leave them.

- Let's get to the truck.

Okay.

We didn't listen to you,

Uncle Bob.

- It's my fault.

- It's all my fault.

Shut up. We'll deal with it

when we get to the truck.

Come on.

Uncle Bob!

Just stop! Stop!

Please, stop!

Please!

Please.

It was an accident.

I'm sorry.

I'm done.

This is Brian Tover.

And this is

my last video.

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