Game of Assassins Page #2

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if we don't help him.

- Now help me.

- I'm-- I'm not gonna bleed a dead body.

Look, I don't want to do it either.

I know you don't give

a sh*t about Jin, but I do.

- Now help me.

- This is so f***ed up.

If you wanna save your own ass

and get outta here...

help me.

On three.

One, two, three.

Push. Push.

Stop. Stop.

Push it the other way.

Spin it the other way.

Spin it.

Damn it!

We killed her.

Did you hear me?

We f***ing killed her.

They set us up.

Why would they

set us up to do this?

David, please.

Come on. Push.

Hold him still.

Now this is gonna hurt.

Come on.

- Who are you?

- Please don't hurt me.

- You a part of this?

- No, I'm not.

- I need help.

- How'd you get in here?

I don't remember.

I was thrown in a van and...

there were other voices.

They were almost chanting.

Then everything went dark. Then...

then I found myself here.

How many people are in this thing?

Yeah, and where are they now?

Look at you.

You're covered in blood.

Obviously, it's not yours.

They tried to kill me.

They went crazy.

Look at that girl.

They hung her up...

in the chains.

And I was lucky to escape

before they got to me.

I don't buy it, David.

She needs help.

Leave her, man.

Fair enough.

You can come,

but you stay in front.

What do you want us to do?

You want us to leave her behind?

How do you know that

she didn't spring that trap?

And now Jin is

probably gonna die

- because of--

- Shh.

Whatever.

Doesn't look good, man.

You gonna be all right?

I might lose a leg,

but other than that

I'm okay.

I just wanted to say

if you need help

with your leg...

I can help you out walking

the rest of the way.

All right.

I see you got some ink there.

You a big drinker or those

actually mean something?

You don't have to pretend

that you give a sh*t about me. Really.

I mean, we're all

stuck down here.

You think we can play

on the same team?

My battle scars.

What, you don't got any?

- Not a scratch.

- Oh yeah, you're so full of sh*t.

A girl, right?

- Me?

- Mm-hmm.

Oh, that's right.

You went to Catholic school.

I forgot.

I bet you weren't there by choice.

I didn't really choose much

of anything in my life.

To be honest with you,

sometimes I wish I could just...

start over as somebody else.

My father's voice is what haunts me,

if you're really asking.

When's the last time you saw him?

When I was eight or maybe nine.

Dropped me off

at the runaway shelter...

then he walked away.

That was it.

Oh.

Smells awful.

Oh f***.

You've gotta be kidding.

Let's keep moving.

Let's go.

This can't be the right way.

I don't think we have

a lot of options here, guys.

How can you walk through

that dead water?

Look, it's either we go this way

or we go back the way we came.

What if you're wrong?

Then we're wrong.

Come on, let's go.

You can relax. He's all right.

It looks like he knows

where we're going.

Well, he doesn't.

We're just as lost as you are.

Look...

my father has a lot of money.

If you were to rescue me,

he would reward you.

Is there anything--

anything- that I can do

to make you remember

how to get out?

No.

There isn't.

You sure I can't

drink this water?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I don't think we're

gonna get out of here.

I'll f***ing kill you.

Give me the...

Okay okay.

- What is it?

- Huh?

David.

Yeah.

What do you got?

Come here.

Take a look at this.

Okay, you remember

in the altar room

the stone that had

the combination dials on it.

It was much bigger and larger

than the others around it.

- Okay.

- Okay, now we've searched

every inch of the walls here

and there are no dials for this level.

- Yeah, saying there are some.

- You see, I think

it's on the floor,

which would

be impossible to find,

but if you look at the ceiling...

every tenth stone

is wider and larger.

It's part of the design.

- You said the floor.

- You see, the early stoneworkers

had different grooves

for the ceiling and the floor.

And in order to solve the debate,

they decided to mirror

the ceiling to the floor.

Okay, so we search

every tenth stone for the dials.

Right, but only in the center line.

Okay, let's get to work.

Oh!

Kim, who is that?

Uh... I don't know.

Is he one of the people

you were with?

No. I-I-- I don't know.

Is he one of the people

you were with?!

You know what? She's been shady

since the moment we met her.

Let's just ditch her

and get the f*** out of here!

Kim, you gotta

come clean with us, okay?

I'm s-- I'm sorry.

Let's get outta here.

Please.

Please.

You won't understand.

Try us.

There was this man.

His ugly fat ass.

He was the most disgusting freak

I've ever seen in my life.

Every girl's nightmare.

He showed up

to my class every night.

When I ask him to leave,

he wouldn't listen.

Hey! Go! Go! Eh!

He just stood there

and watch...

and watch.

One day he just

showed up from behind...

with his camera.

He was just-- he was...

He was-- I was just--

something inside-- I just--

I was just snap!

Am I being punished?

Whoever's doing this,

they're toying with us.

They want us to suffer.

One, two, three, four...

I'm sorry about earlier.

I was confused.

It's-- uh, it's all right.

Don't worry about it.

You don't look at me

like other men.

Well, um...

Where did you meet her?

- Online.

- Online?

- Yeah.

- You're kidding me. Online?

Look, you know, I can lie to you

and pretend that

I have this exciting

and original life and all that,

but... the truth is far from that.

I'm gonna be 30 next year,

and I still don't know

what I want to be,

except that I don't want

to be what I am now.

G-guys, I got it.

I think I got it.

- Really?

- Come here! I think this is it.

Yeah, that's it.

So how do we read it

to know where we're going?

Hmm?

What about a circular dam?

We're gonna need more.

In here.

Ooh.

Let me see. Let me see.

If we met out in the real world,

do you think we'd be friends?

More like a fling.

A fling?

Looks like there's some writing.

"Gideon looked and beheld death.

And the act of seven times 70..."

"...brought the harbringer of hell."

It's a riddle of some kind.

What do you think it means?

I don't know.

What's seven times 70?

- 490.

- Okay.

What is it?

It's a key of some kind.

Think it's for the exit?

So where's the door?

Everybody pick a corner,

search for anything--

something small like a keyhole,

something we missed.

Let's go.

Tyler.

- Tyler, what happened?

- Tyler, what just happened?

The the the--

the door just-- Tyler!

- Hey, Tyler, you all right?

- Guys, the water!

- Help, guys! Help!

- On three, okay? One...

Guys. help me!

Stay calm. We're gonna

get you out of here.

- Emma!

- It's not even moved an inch.

- Open the door!

- Come, look over here! Here!

Look, this way!

Guys, don't leave! Don't!

- Don't leave, please!

- Ty, it's okay. It's okay.

- Who are you?

- Morgan.

What the f*** you doing here?

I was out...

and from nowhere,

someone hit me.

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