Lost After Dark Page #3

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She was on the bus

with those miscreants.

Well, let's get to the bottom

of this right now.

Hi, Rhona. This is Norman,

Adrienne's father.

Is everything okay?

Why would Jamie be here?

I didn't... I thought...

Jamie was supposed to be

sleeping over there

this weekend.

Never mind what I thought.

I'll call you back.

She'll be fine.

What I don't know

is where they might be going.

I swear to you, Mr. Cunningham,

she didn't tell me

anything about this.

I'm sure she did not.

I don't understand.

She usually makes

such good choices.

It's a shame that a student

that shows as much

promise as Adrienne

would associate

with these hooligans.

Mr. Cunningham,

she needs this school.

It would be unfortunate

if she did anything

to jeopardize that.

Could be disastrous

for her future.

I need some coffee.

What do you say

we Irish that up a little?

Sounds good.

I think I know where they went.

What are the coordinates?

You don't think anybody

lives in this shithole, do you?

Maybe a squatter or something.

Who knows out here?

Only way to find out.

Hey, guys?

I'm not too sure about this.

You scared?

Hello?

Hello, anyone home?

See? No problem.

Baby, are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- Shut up!

F***ing house is a death trap.

Hello?

Flashlight.

This place is so grody.

It's like "Better Hillbilly

Homes and Gardens."

I don't know.

Some fresh curtains,

new coat of paint,

and it would be...

really just awful.

Electricity's out.

Relax, okay? It's dead.

Get it out of here!

What do you think did that?

A possum, maybe?

My God, there are possums here?

I think we can rule out

the possum theory.

I don't know, maybe just

a drifter just passing through?

Now you're Sherlock Holmes?

Good one, baby.

Either way, doesn't look like

anyone's actually lived here

in a long time.

I mean, my guess is we're alone,

but maybe we should

stay in pairs, you know?

This place is big.

- Creepy, too.

- Yeah.

There.

Okay.

Let's see if there's anything

we can scrounge up.

I mean, phone's probably

too much to ask,

but maybe some candles

or a flashlight?

Let's split up and look around.

Me and Heather

will check the bedrooms.

Perhaps you'll find

Heather's lost virginity.

You know I could

literally crush you... right?

Johnnie, easy.

Okay, Wes, Jamie,

see if you can salvage anything

in those last two rooms.

Adrienne, you and I

will check the kitchen.

What about me and Marilyn?

Well, I mean, someone has

to take a look in the barn,

and you're the only one

with the other flashlight.

I think I saw I tractor

on the way up.

Maybe there's some gas up there.

Sure.

Yeah. Okay.

I guess that's cool.

Okay. All right.

Let's go.

How long do you think it's been

since someone lived here?

How should I know?

Sorry, was just trying

to make conversation.

All right, you guys take left.

We'll take right.

Gross.

I know, it's disgusting in here.

Sh*t.

F***.

Come on.

I saw you looking at her.

What?

Marilyn.

The slut.

Yeah, okay, I noticed her, babe.

But... you're my girl.

You know?

Why are you always

so mean to me?

I don't know.

But you're right.

I'll try and be better.

Come on.

Jackpot.

You saved the day.

Watch your step.

Holy sh*t.

Look at this place.

Must have been a slaughterhouse.

Just when you think this place

can't get anymore charming,

boom, an abattoir.

Abattoir?

Slaughterhouse.

So, other barn?

Definitely.

Other barn.

Man, what do you think

this is all about?

I have no clue.

Good thing I was here.

Yeah.

Just caught me off-guard,

that's all.

Let's get up out of here.

Come on.

Hey.

That's what I'm talking about.

Car equals gas.

Bingo.

And it's empty.

But fear not.

I have something

for our dynamic duo.

My hero.

Do you want a cigarette?

No, thanks.

That stuff's poison.

What have we got here?

- Fancy.

- Sweet.

Like, I know...

I know this isn't

the time or place, but...

I really like you.

I like you, too.

Yeah?

That was nice.

Yeah, it was.

- What was that?

- I don't know.

Must have come

from downstairs. Here.

Presto.

Well, it's very rustic.

I don't like it.

Can you please close it?

Come on,

there's nothing to be scared of.

Here, look for yourself.

It's okay.

See?

No boogeyman.

Now that's shitty.

Not exactly the vacation

we had in mind.

So I guess you're probably going

off to college in the fall?

Not sure yet.

What about you?

I'll probably just end up

working for my dad.

But, you know, if you don't go,

it means we could,

you know, hang out more.

We hang out almost

every weekend at the arcade.

No, I know, we...

we do, but it's, um...

we're always with the gang,

you know.

It's never...

it's never just us.

I can't understand

how someone who smokes

as much weed as you do

can have bad eyes.

I mean, isn't this supposed to

be good for you or something?

Like carrots?

I don't know.

I guess.

No, what I meant was, you know,

maybe this weekend

will give us a chance

to spend some real time

together, you know?

Just you and me.

- That'd be great.

- Really? You think?

Sure.

I have to warn you, though,

I may need some advice.

About what?

Well...

okay.

What do you think about Wesley?

He's a cool guy, and, you kn...

Wait, what about him?

He's just so...

I don't know.

Exotic or something, you know?

- Because he's black.

- No, that's not it.

Has he ever mentioned me?

Actually,

I think he likes Jamie.

I could get him if I wanted.

No, I mean...

of course you could.

I mean...

you're beautiful and cool, too.

I mean, Marilyn, you could

have any guy you wanted.

Really?

Ooh, that's so sweet.

One day, you're gonna find

the most awesome girl.

Here?

There.

Did I already say

this place is so gross?

Hey, come on, all right?

Just pretend you're outside

by a pretty lake.

Use your imagination.

I'm not screwing on this bed.

Who said anything

about screwing?

My turn next, though.

Hey, scout's honor, baby.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Jesus!

What, what's wrong?

Too much teeth?

- What was that?

- Sounded like screaming.

- Should we go check it out?

- Yeah, yeah, you go.

I'm just gonna find my glasses.

I'll be right behind you.

Hurry, Tobe.

Smooth, Tobe.

Very smooth.

Damn it.

Thank God.

Who...

What happened?

- My God.

- Tell me about it.

What the f*** is that, Johnnie?

Sean?

This must have taken hours.

Hey, man, look,

if you wanna stay here

and play psycho-art

appreciation,

you be my guest.

Me, I'm trying to get

the hell up out of here.

Who's with me?

Some of these are human.

- Jesus, please, no.

- Shh, quiet.

Okay, if someone comes

though this door, we jump him.

Can't hurt all of us,

maybe none of us

if we can tackle him, okay?

- Johnnie, kill the light.

- Okay.

Now!

Get off me!

What the hell

are you people doing?

Yeah, sorry, we... we thought

you were someone else.

Who else would I be?

Jesus.

Is that made from people?

Sh*t.

Guys, I think I know

where we are.

I think I heard

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