Smiley Page #4

You just

come up with that?

So you don't know

if he's alive.

What if this

is really real?

Oh, what if

nothing's real?

Maybe it's the end

of the truman show

And you both just hit

the sky mural.

[ laughter ]

"oh, what's real?

I don't know.

My life is

a show on tv."

Come with me.

What did you see?

Nothing.

Seriously,

what did you see?

I mean, I saw

the video of kells.

Yeah, and he's

f***ing dead, right?

I mean,

we're on the same page here.

What else did you see?

Nothing.

I didn't see

anything else.

Are you f***ing with me?

You typed it,

and you made it happen.

No.

Yes. You did.

You did it

for the lulz, right?

You called smiley,

and he came.

Okay, look, if it

makes you feel any better...

I did it, too.

I don't even know

who the f*** he killed.

It was just some kid.

He cut him up

like a pig.

God, this can't

be real, right?

It can't.

I mean, god,

I don't even know

who these people are

that are my friends,

Just people I know.

[ vomits ]

whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa. Hey, hey.

I'm so sorry.

You--you want a bed

or something?

I'm gonna go home.

Do you have a ride?

You want a cab?

Or...

You can sleep over.

I'm gonna walk.

Eh, no, you shouldn't walk

across campus by yourself.

What if he comes for

the people who call him?

Have you thought

about that?

[ distant voices echoing ]

Proxy.

[ breath ]

[ footstep ]

[ laughs ]

[ sighs ]

It's nothing.

You're being stupid.

You're just being stupid.

Man:
Ashley.

[ hisses ]

[ hisses ]

[ screams ]

[ screams ]

No! Please, no!

[ screams ]

[ screaming ]

[ mutters ]

Are you okay?

[ gasps ] what?

That must have been

one gnarly nightmare.

What was it?

Smiley.

Smiley was trying

to kill me.

That sucks. It's like

freddy krueger.

What?!

No! Last night,

He was really

trying to kill me!

Dude, what happened

to your shirt?

[ gasping ]

He--he chased me,

and he caught me.

He ripped my shirt.

I don't think so.

Maybe I--

I left the party.

Um, yeah. I was looking

all over for you.

And then this girl,

she was like, "meh,

She's not in the reh,"

So I got a ride

with them.

Look, this neighborhood

isn't that bad,

but you probably

Shouldn't be walking

around by yourself

at night.

Proxy!

This actually happened!

I left the party,

and I was pretty buzzed.

I was super wasted.

I mean, how did

I get so wasted?

Mm, I don't know.

And then--

And then I went

across campus,

And he was there.

Well, are you sure

it was him?

Wasn't just

some creepy guy?

He had the f***ing face,

And he had the knife,

And he said

my name, proxy.

He knows my name.

But you got away.

No.

But, like,

you're right here,

So, um, news flash,

this didn't happen,

ashley.

Where did you find me?

I found you right here.

I came in your room,

and you were

in your bed.

He was in here?!

No. [ laughs ] god.

It was just you.

He did this.

Okay.

I think that

it was just

a really bad dream.

I mean,

don't get me wrong.

I'm really

freaked out, too.

[ laughs ]

Okay, what's the last

thing you remember?

Uh, he--

He was...

And I woke up.

Ashley, are you

on any psychiatric meds?

No.

Not anymore.

Have you ever been

on any medication?

Lithium for bipolar.

And when were

you diagnosed?

My senior year

of high school.

I kind of

had a breakdown

After my mom

committed suicide.

Had your mother been

diagnosed as bipolar?

No. Well, I mean,

afterwards.

And why'd you stop

taking the meds?

The lithium made me

so fat and stupid.

I couldn't

remember anything.

But I--I didn't just quit.

I came off it gradually.

Under your doctor's

supervision?

Mm-hmm.

I've been totally

off it for six months.

Okay. Well, what's up?

I'm really anxious.

It is your first week

of college.

Yeah, but...

Really anxious,

Like terrified.

And I feel guilty.

I feel like I've done

something really bad,

But I don't think I have.

Well, in your

first week of school,

You haven't done

something really awful,

Like, say,

killed anyone.

Heh.

No.

But I'm having

really vivid

nightmares.

You've been

through a trauma,

Adjusted to it,

And now you're

in a new environment.

It's stressful.

I don't seem crazy?

Crazy?

I'd have to say...

Not at all.

Even though the dreams,

They're really...

They're

really realistic.

Well, that's the nature

of dreams, isn't it?

They seem real

when we're having them.

Otherwise, they'd have

no power over us.

But it sounds

like this anxiety

is debilitating.

Yeah.

And you don't want

To go back

on the lithium salts.

Have you ever tried anything

for situational anxiety,

Rather than

a sledgehammer

like lithium?

Like what?

I'm gonna write you

a short scrip for ativan.

That sound okay?

Hmm?

Yes.

I just remembered

something.

I'm not crazy.

Okay, good.

That's a good thing

to remember.

I'm gonna give you

this scrip,

And it's not for crazy.

It's for anxiety.

Okay.

Did you tell?

[ gasps ] no.

I just remembered.

At the party,

Zane knew--

yeah, he just

called me.

There's another one.

Another what?

Another dead person.

We gotta go

to zane's.

Ashley.

Okay, what is going on?

I don't know.

What about you?

Huh? You know

what's going on?

Is that a gun?

Yes. Yes.

This--

this is a gun.

Why do you have that?

Because I am

a security professional.

But I thought

you went to college.

Do I really seem

that retarded to you?

What?

College is for retards.

I am a security

professional.

Oh.

Like at the mall?

F***ing f***, no!

No, no, no!

Like at the mall?

Network security.

What's

network security?

He's a hacker,

okay, like lulzsec,

Like--like anonymous,

like wikileaks,

Like trolling

westboro--

Proxy, will you

shut up, please?

Will you watch the gun?

Please shut up.

She has to understand

that to know what

you're talking about.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

He needs some money,

He hacks

a corporate network,

And then says, "hey,

pay me to fix your problem."

That's a network

security professional.

What you're talking

about would be

An illegal

protection racket.

I am one

of a hundred

Or 500 or

a thousand people

in the whole world

Who can

find out anything

about anyone,

Medical records,

how much money,

Chocolate

or vanilla,

top or bottom.

I mean,

and honestly,

I have no idea

what's going on.

I mean,

who's doing this?

We don't know.

Okay, well,

why don't you

riddle me this?

Who is she?

Me?

Smiley's trying

to kill me.

"smiley's trying

to kill me. Ahh."

You're not dead.

You're not dead,

And other

people are.

You want to see

the video

Of smiley slashing

crash's throat?

I could show it

to you if you want.

No.

Proxy?

This sh*t's

personal, okay?

If this isn't some

internet hobgoblin

fairy tale,

This is one

of our enemies.

Who are your enemies?

Who is not our enemies?

You don't get to be king

of the internet a**holes

Without making

a few enemies,

A sh*t-ton, in fact.

I mean, it could be--

Could be the--

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