Star Leaf Page #4

Baby, are you okay?

Look at me. Let me see. Let me see.

Tim? Martha?

Okay...

James Hunter, Sergeant,

United States Marine Corps.

I'm here, in Washington state,

in the Olympic National Rainforest.

I know this is gonna sound crazy.

But something really, f***ed

up is happening right now.

And to be honest, I have no idea what.

F***.

I know this looks cheesy as hell,

staring down into a camera,

like some bullshit scene

from some horror film.

But I promise you, this is real, okay?

In case something happens,

hopefully somebody will find this footage,

and try to make some sense out of all this.

It's been an hour.

Still no sign of my friends.

Think I'm gonna head west,

towards the Pacific

ocean, away from the peaks.

Hopefully I'll run into some kind of

f***ing civilization out there.

I just have no idea what

the hell I'm doing, still.

But, I don't know, I'm...

F***.

Lower your weapon.

Lower your weapon.

Now this, my friend...

This is one hell of a violation,

of park regulations.

Look, I can put in a good word,

about you using this thing here,

considering your current

state of mind and all.

But as for them...

They chose to break the

rules, of their own free will.

My friends are dead and you're

talking to me about the f***ing rules?

I'll show you some f***ing rules!

If you can't follow a few simple rules,

like not taking photos...

Or as in his case,

stealing himself some

souvenirs to take home.

How are we supposed to trust all of you,

with the secrets to the universe, huh?

You tell me that.

I can't believe I killed them.

Well, let's go check, make sure.

Yeah, they're dead.

You got a permit for this?

I found it.

Wow.

I guess it's your lucky day then.

You sure as hell know how to shoot it.

Don't you?

Yes.

Louder.

Yes, sir.

I can't hear you, maggot!

Sir, yes sir!

Sound off like you've got a pair!

Sir, yes sir!

James?

Oh, my god. We found you.

Who are you yelling at?

What are you doing with that?

I don't believe this.

What?

You're dead.

What are you talking about?

I killed you guys.

Dude, that star leaf really messed with us.

We need to just calm down,

find a place to chill.

I'm sorry.

About what?

What's he talking about, baby?

We didn't know that there would be a kid.

Dude, you're in Washington state now, okay?

You're safe.

You wanted me to take the

shot so bad, didn't you?

The pink mist...

It's yours.

Take the shot.

Take the shot.

Take the shot!

Honey, honey, it's okay.

No! No!

James!

My boy's lost it, completely.

They told you not to touch their stuff.

Why'd you do it?

Had I known it would get this crazy,

I never would've looked

for it in the first place.

Hey, when we get back to the car,

don't let me forget to

pick up the clippings.

So I can take them back to the grove.

Look, you're right. This whole thing is...

No, you know what? This

is f***ing bullshit.

Babe, calm down.

You're just having a bad trip.

Take the beads, they'll give you some

- peace and calm.

- No, f*** your hippy beads!

What's your problem?

Look, I'm not the only one

who broke the f***ing rules.

No, get off me! Get off me!

- Yeah.

- Give me that.

- Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

- No, no, no.

- Give me that!

- Yeah, yeah, I'm the a**hole.

I've seen the way you look at James.

I'm not a slut.

F*** him. Who gives a sh*t anyway?

What the f*** was he talking

about back there, huh?

The pink mist?

What's the big f***ing

secret, huh? Tell me.

Tell me.

What'd you f***ing do back there?

What did you do back there?

You f***ing killed someone?

You f***ing killed someone,

is that what you did?

You're a f***ing coward,

hiding behind a plant.

Yeah, who the f*** do you think you are?

Ugh! God!

When we were out, risking

our lives for our country,

you were here f***ing every guy in town.

Ah, sh*t!

We are friends.

We're friends.

Oh, yeah? You like my beads?

Maybe she can help us

find a way out of here.

Hey...

We need some help, yo.

F***!

Tim!

F***! Oh, god.

Oh, my god. No, no, no.

Tim!

Forget something?

Sh*t.

You disappoint me, man.

No, no, no. You're not real.

Oh, I'm real.

And it's about to get really real.

No, no. You don't exist.

You're not real. This is my brain on drugs.

Yeah, you're tripping,

man. You're tripping.

And it's a trip straight to hell.

You're just a figment of our imagination,

our collective imagination.

You don't exist.

You disappoint me.

Go away!

Boo.

Boo.

What the f***?

What is this place?

Where the f*** are we?

Did you write that?

This is my stuff. Where'd

you get this stuff, huh?

This is my f***ing sunglasses, my phone...

Where'd you get this?

Oh, my god!

Thank god.

F***.

Yes...

What the f*** are you doing here?

Oh, just checking things out.

I hear you got yourself in a bit of a jam.

Nice to see you're working it out.

I'm telling you, my friend

is a f***ing idiot, okay?

He didn't mean to take anything...

Oh, he took it. He took it, alright.

And I'm afraid he meant to.

I'm telling you, man.

He didn't mean to do any...

You see this leaf?

Most people think it's only job

is to make them feel good.

But feeling good really

isn't what they want.

What they want, this plant can't give them.

Well, what's that?

What's troubling you, man?

Excuse me?

What happened to you,

over there in Afghanistan?

You saw something else

over there, didn't you?

Same thing you saw at my place.

Do you know what it means?

It's a doorway.

Closed on one side, open on the other.

But our plant friends, you see...

They can only show you the door.

They can't walk you through it.

So what about those things we keep seeing?

Well, they're no friends of mine.

I'll tell you that.

They're more of a nuisance, really.

Well, what do they want?

Man, your karma is like a magnet.

They're drawn to it.

Like vultures, in the night, waiting.

Waiting for what?

To feed of your conflict.

They use you to form these

charged emotional patterns,

so they can share in a kind

of awareness fulfillment,

that they're otherwise denied.

What? What the f*** are you talking about?

No...

Go on! Get out of here!

Go back to where you came from!

There ain't nothing here for you!

Go on!

Did you see that, man?

What the f*** did you just say?

Oh, it's just an old Jewish

nursery rhyme for kids.

What?

Yeah, you know, it works in a pinch.

But it ain't gonna work for long.

You better get back to your friends.

They're gonna need you.

Go on.

Hell yeah.

Tim? Martha?

- James?

- What the f***?

- James, please.

- Help us get down.

- Please help us.

- Please, before he...

There he is!

Been waiting for you.

Who the hell are you, man?

What the f*** do you want?

I tried to warn you.

Others tried as well.

The star leaf...

Well, that's a special leaf, as you know.

Yeah? What's so special about it, huh?

It's a star gate.

It opens up a door to great healing.

Also great chaos, if

not navigated skillfully.

Through this door, all

kinds of beings emerge.

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