Prowl Page #3
If you can just hold on a few more minutes.
Okay,
but Ray and Fiona are really sick.
They're gonna puke all over the place.
Nothing a hose can't fix.
Just see if you can all just hang on.
Bernard, just please stop the truck!
What's he saying?
I'm sorry.
F***!
We need to call 9-1-1. Now!
It's ringing.
Hello?
We're stuck in the back of this...
It's not... It's not working.
What the f***?
We need a new plan.
What is this place?
F***. Sh*t.
All right, all right.
We have to get out of here,
we have to jump out!
What? Are you crazy?
What other choice do we have?
Wait, wait, wait! What about Eric?
Look, I can't help him from here.
All right, we have to get out first.
Baby, do you smell that?
Peter. Peter, look.
Stand back, stand back.
What the f*** is in those boxes?
All right, where the f*** are we?
Why are there holes in the walls?
What?
in the back of a cargo semi-trailer?
Why was there already a dented spot?
What the f*** is this?
- F***!
- Sh*t!
F*** it.
Jesus, is that a knife?
Where'd you get that?
Why the hell are you
carrying a switchblade?
For protection.
Just put it down, okay?
Look, I am telling you there is
something really weird in these boxes.
- I want to know what it is.
- What are you even doing right now?
Jesus! What the f***!
- Is that blood?
- Give me the knife.
Jesus!
Come on.
No, no, no! No, wait, stop!
You're gonna break it!
Stop!
He's backing up.
I can't see any...
All right,
help us, we're trapped in here!
Somebody get us out of here, please!
Okay, get the lights.
- All of them.
- Sh*t!
Grab them all.
F***.
If that door opens, we move.
Stick together, okay?
What if someone comes in?
Then we'll deal with it.
Where do you think we are?
I don't know.
But I'm not sticking around
any longer than I have to.
It's a prank.
What, are you kidding?
We are way past prank!
No, no, no. No, this...
This is all bullshit.
Think about it. None of us are hurt.
We've been tossed around a bit,
some red stuff came out of a box,
and now we're freaking out?
No, it's like that TV show
where they try to scare people.
Wherever we are,
they want us to go inside
and film us
making asses out of ourselves.
No. No, can't you feel
a dark energy in here?
- Babe, you're stoned.
- Okay, but that doesn't change the fact
that some really f***ing
weird sh*t has been happening.
No, she's right.
This is a bad place. I can feel it.
Jesus, I can smell it.
I can't smell anything.
Listen to me,
then they've already got footage
of us freaking out, all right?
Yeah, and showing our asses.
I'm telling you, we're being hosed.
- They're just trying to scare us.
- It's f***ing working, okay?
I'm not signing sh*t, all right?
You do not have permission
to use this footage.
- What about Eric?
- I do not look good on camera, okay?
I did a project at high school.
I looked like a f***ing dick.
Who's there?
Who opened the door?
- Come on.
- We can't go in there.
- What choice do we have?
- We can't go in there!
This isn't funny.
Look, we can't just sit here, okay?
We have to find a way out. Come on.
Dude, what the f***!
Jesus.
Come on.
It's like a giant warehouse.
There's no way around it.
What kind of deliveries
are they getting in here?
or a service entrance or something.
- Sh*t. Are you okay?
- Sh*t. Yeah.
I've seen this before.
Pigs and sh*t.
We're in a slaughterhouse.
What?
How do you know that?
They're paint this kind of sh*t
on the walls, too
I don't know, brainwash the employees.
You sure?
My uncle worked in one for six years.
Why do you think I'm a vegetarian?
It's just a big empty space.
You know, there'd be machines...
It must be abandoned.
For years, probably.
So it's not a slaughterhouse anymore.
Sh*t!
Someone closed the doors.
There's a door, there's a door!
Ray, hold this.
Come on!
Can someone help me with the door.
We need some piping or something.
Over here.
Come on.
Ray, come on!
Okay, come on.
Come on!
Hurry up!
Who's there?
Hurry up.
- Did you guys hear that?
- Yeah, what is that?
- Peter, hurry up.
- Shut up! Okay? Shut up.
Jesus.
Hey, guys...
Baby?
- Ray?
- What the hell...
I don't know.
Ray, quit playing around.
Ray?
Guys. Guys.
Baby?
Sh*t.
- Fiona!
- Fiona!
Sh*t!
I'll f***ing kill you!
Peter!
Oh, my God!
Peter!
Somebody help him.
What are those things?
I don't know.
What are we gonna do?
You got to keep pressure on that.
We're f***ed, aren't we?
Just... Just let me think.
Go! Go! Go!
Fiona, come on!
Go! Go!
No!
Fiona!
Fiona!
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Come on. Over there.
They know we're out here.
Should we run?
What happened to Eric?
I don't know.
I made him sit up front.
Somebody had to.
It was his choice to come.
God. Where did he go?
It's not your fault, Amber.
It's all my fault.
No. Listen to me.
Listen.
I am still alive.
So are you.
So, just pull your sh*t together, okay?
Riding in the truck was my idea.
I know.
So, it's not your fault.
It's not your fault, either.
Your phone.
Your phone.
F***.
All right. All right.
I know. I f***ed up.
Sh*t!
I'm sorry.
I did the best I could.
I got kids to feed, too.
Wait.
Cruise the perimeter.
See if you can spot them.
How much you wanna pay for that?
All right.
I'll cruise the goddamn perimeter.
Let's go for it.
They'll spot us.
We need to help them.
There's no use letting a meal get away,
let alone two.
No one's getting away.
You know, if I step in now,
they'll think I'll always be there
They have to learn.
You saved one for me?
He didn't even refrigerate
the boxes and stuff.
We need him out there right now.
You, too.
Monitor, but don't interfere.
F***.
Look. Look.
- Stay.
- No.
Please don't go, Amber.
Stay. Amber.
Eric.
Eric.
Eric.
Eric.
Eric, can you move?
Eric.
Eric. God.
No.
Amber.
Amber.
Come on.
Eric,
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Eric!
Are you okay?
F***.
It's okay.
We're going to get out of here.
What are you?
What are you doing here?
Practicing.
Hunting.
Why us?
- Why us?
- It's usually junkies.
So, you've done this before?
They have.
It's my first time.
I've got one of your people!
If you make a move on me,
I'll kill him! You understand?
What's that lady's name?
Veronica.
I want to speak to Veronica!
Is Veronica your mother?
No, no.
Well,
does she care if you live or die?
She takes care of us.
I'm just gonna walk away!
I won't say anything to anyone!
I just want to go home!
Do you hear me?
Answer me!
All right, fine.
I just want to get home.
Bernard, what was that noise?
Bernard.
Bernard, pick up the phone.
Bernard, answer me.
Bernard.
F***.
F***.
It's all right.
It's okay.
You're a late bloomer.
What's happening to me?
You've finally awakened.
I've been training
my young hunters here for years.
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