Stay Alive Page #4

That kid meant everything to me,

and now he's gone.

October...

I didn't know.

I didn't know. I'm so sorry.

I don't want anybody else to get hurt.

Neither do I.

So we have to do something.

Hutch, I want you to go and find out

everything you can about this game.

OK. I can start with Loomis's house.

I need to stay with Swink

and take care of things for Phin.

Are you OK?

Are you sure you're up to this?

Hutch, somebody ran my brother down

in a horse-drawn carriage.

I'm gonna find whoever did it

and hurt them.

OK.

Abigail, I want you to stay with Hutch.

But if anything happens to him...

I don't play that game,

not for a second.

Hey, a little help here?

Let me guess.

Your wife and kids are driving you nuts.

Need something to take the edge off?

Something with a high frag-count.

- Do I look 12, man?

- I take it you don't play, then.

Well, I retired after I won

the Greater Louisiana Qbert tournament actually.

- Oh, Qbert, huh? Great.

- Yeah, listen.

I need information

on a horror game called Stay Alive.

Stay Alive? Never heard of it.

Maybe it's underground.

- Do you know who made it?

- Some basehead in his mom's attic.

You know, a game is just an extension

of the mind that created it.

You wouldn't play a game develop

by Charlie Manson won't you?.

No. Probably not.

Maybe you already have.

Yeah. Yeah, I got nothing.

It's probably some sort of

underground game or something.

Yeah, right.

Hey, so, listen,

I'll talk to you in a little bit,

all right?

I think she must have left

at least one of these windows open.

- How do you know that?

- I had told you I lived with the Crowleys for a while.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, it was like, you know,

Loomis's house just felt like home.

Yeah, I used to kinda run here

when things got, you know...

- You don't have to talk about it.

- No.

My dad went a little nuts,

thought my mom was sleeping around,

which she wasn't.

He figured

if she wasn't gonna be with him,

she wouldn't be with anybody,

so he set the place on fire.

Just torched it.

The firemen barely got me out alive,

but my mom...

She was still in bed

when they found her.

I tell myself if I'd been a little older

or a little braver or whatever,

I would've stopped him.

I didn't move.

When he gets out, he'll be 76.

Ain't nothing like family.

This window's open.

So that's why you're scared of fire?

That's why I hate fire.

- I'll go around to the front door, OK?

- OK.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Let's check out Loomis's room.

What could we find in here

that the cops haven't already found?

They didn't know where to look.

Huh.

What?

What is it?

It's the game company

Loomis tested for, that's where he got the game.

Scary.

I found the address for the game company.

I need you to tell me where 1420 Cypress Road is.

Not a problem.

Let's see. Take the Belle Chasse Highway

to Breaux Bridge, near Spanish Lake.

Look, we're heading to the game developer.

We gonna find out, what they...

Hutch, I've been reading this book

called The Malleus The Demonium.

- Maleus The what?

- It means "The Witches' Hammer."

It was a handbook for witch hunters

in the Inquisition. It says if we find her,

we need to put three nails through

her heart, neck, and then forehead.

The nails are gonna put

her human spirit back into her body,

and then - this is really,

really important, you guys -

"An undead soul is only cleansed

by burning its blood."

So you realy think her ghost

could've been brought back from the death?

Hutch, It's like a sance. A strong enough spirit

can be brought back with the proper text.

I just can't believe this is happening.

The detective Charles King

was brutally murdered today at Clearwater Mall.

October?

Sources say

this murder may be linked...

Oh, my God!

The cop, King, he's dead.

What?

- Guys, we've got another problem.

Oh God, Oh God. The police are here.

OK, OK, We turning around.

Meet us at Loomis's.

- Loomis's house?

- He's right.

- Come on, if you don't wanna go to jail, we to go now Swink.

- Jail?

Now! Come on!

Give it to me.

Come on.

Toss the apartment.

What have we got?

- You remember her diary?

- Her diary?

Yeah, in the game.

- What if that's it?

- What?

- The proper text.

- That would mean that...

This is not about some kind of ghost.

I mean, do you realy expect me to believe we conjured up

her evil spirit with a game voice activated sance?

- To start, we all had to recite that prayer.

- That just... It's highly unlikely.

What is it, Swink?

October and I were talking about this kind of stuff.

I don't know. Maybe she's onto something.

- Why is the game on?

- What?

The game.

I didn't turn it on.

I told you not to play.

- Where's October?

- She's out smoking.

But you said if we didn't play the game we'd be fine.

Right Hutch? Right? I thought those were the rules.

I don't know what the rules are Swink.

Maybe there aren't any rules.

October!

It's not possible.

I didn't play. None of us did.

- If nobody played the game, that means...

- The game's playing by itself.

October!

October!

Sh*t!

No!

Let me go!

- October!

- October!

October!

Help me!

October!

Let me go!

- Open the window! Come on!

Come on!

Go f*** yourself.

Come on.

The door! It's open.

October!

Oh, no! No, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no! No, no, no!

You're gonna be OK. You're gonna be OK.

I can fix this. I can fix this. No, no, no, no.

Goddammit!

Please, don't do this to me!

- I shouldn't have left her alone.

- This isn't your fault, Swink.

This is all my fault.

You should've left

when you had the chance.

Your life was perfect before this.

My dad's not an architect.

- What?

- My dad's not an architect.

My mom doesn't teach first grade.

- You mean kindergarten?

- Whatever. I'm not heading off to Princeton.

Pretty much

everything I said was bullshit.

- So this van is...

- Home sweet home.

I hate telling people the truth and

watching them get embarrassed for asking.

We gotta end this.

We gotta stop it.

- I don't think we have much time.

- You're right. We don't have a lot of time.

We need to find her body.

Which means

we need to find her tower.

Whoever made this game

knows everything about Elizabeth Bathory.

They're the ones who are gonna know

exactly where her plantation really is.

Hey! Swink, what are you doing?

It's realy obvious we have to stay alive

in the game until we end this.

- One of us has to play.

- Swink, If you die in the game...

Something won't let us stop playing.

Am I right?

So if it's gonna play with or without us,

at least I can use myself as a decoy.

I can protect us.

Let's go.

- All right, buddy, you know what to do.

- Stay alive.

Game time.

This thing is gay.

This is where

they made Stay Alive?

It seems like

a strange place to make a game.

Come on. Let's go.

Hello?

Hold on.

I'm gonna check it out, OK?

Wait here.

Oh, my God.

Holy sh*t.

Oh Thank God, man.

Please tell me you haven't died in the game already.

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