Hush Page #2

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So, who do you think it was?

Like, a burglar?

- I hope it wasn't something worse.

- I am sure they are fine.

If they called it in,

they probably got the hell out of here.

Trashed her car pretty good, huh?

Oh, yeah. Look at that. Jeez!

So, how long do you think it will take

for the cavalry to arrive?

About ten. Fifteen, maybe.

Really?

I'm glad you happened across me. I could

have been out here all night, bleeding.

Yeah, I'm glad I came by.

In here, you said?

Yeah, I think so. I'm not sure.

Easy.

Easy.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, come on. It is done. It is done.

It is done.

I figured I had about a two-in-ten chance

if it came to a fight.

You are just so damn big.

I'm actually pretty glad she showed up

when she did. Thank you.

Shh! It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.

Run!

Run!

You can't run.

You can't run. You can't run.

You can't outrun him on that leg.

- I can't outrun him on that leg.

- The crossbow has to be a perfect shot.

In the heart or in the brain.

Anything else is not gonna cut it.

Perfect shot.

And that's a long-distance weapon.

It's useless indoors.

It's really tough up close, and you would

have to be close to land a kill shot.

He will be moving.

You can't even figure out how to load it.

- Go outside.

- Get the power back on.

Go outside. Get the power back on.

He could have flipped a switch

or cut the wires.

- Hiding.

- Hiding.

Bedroom, bathroom, loft.

Windows in each. All he needs is a rock.

All he needs is a rock.

The loft has no cover,

no doors to barricade.

Best-case scenario, he doesn't find you

and you bleed to death.

...doesn't find me and I bleed to death.

- Outside.

- Head outside.

- Crawl space.

- Go back outside.

- Crawl space.

- The crawl space.

- I tried that once.

- He knows you tried that.

There is little room to manoeuvre.

If he figures out you are there...

If he figures out I'm there...

I don't think you will last that long.

- I don't think I will last that long.

- You are cold, dizzy, and you're sweaty.

Your fingernails are blue.

Your vision is fading.

We are running out of time!

How long before you can't even walk,

or stand up, or see?

Sooner or later, he is coming in here.

He knows I am bleeding out.

Once he is in this house, it is over.

He is bigger, stronger and faster.

And he has got the advantage.

He has the advantage.

He can hear you.

I can't run.

I can't hide.

And we can't wait.

You go outside, you are dead.

Too many endings.

They are all the same.

All the same.

Which means there is only one ending

he won't expect.

Ending...

If you can't run, hide, or wait...

...what does that leave?

Kill him.

Yeah... I never would have won that fight.

Oh, John, John, John.

These things will kill you.

What do you think, John?

Hm?

Should I go in there...

and get this over with?

Yeah.

You're probably right.

I should wait a while longer...

...until she has lost more blood.

I don't want to tempt a shot...

...in case her aim is any better

than her judgement.

Oh, hey there!

Hey.

Is this your house?

Does your mommy live there?

Let's check.

Aww!

Welcome home, puss.

It's OK. You're gonna see Mommy very soon.

Or, at least, she will see you...

...nailed to the front...

I'm coming in.

You know what?

I think that you're holding out on me.

I bet if I hit the right spot...

...I can make you scream.

You f***ing c*nt.

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