Stay Alive Page #5

- No, we're fine.

- The place is deserted.

- OK, I need you to get to the back door of the house.

- I'm not really sure where that is.

- What room are you in?

- Some kind of parlor or something.

All right. Hold on.

- You're looking at two entries in that room right?

- Yeah.

Move through the archway,

not the doorway, back into the hall.

There should be a staircase

to the right and the kitchen to the left.

What's going on, Swink?

How do you know all this?

Just pay attention. All right, go through

the kitchen and out the back door.

Just keep walking

until you see the steps with the statues.

- Do you see the iron gates?

- Uh. yeah. I see them.

Just like the game.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

This is Gerouge Plantation.

We're in the b*tch's backyard.

Elizabeth.

- What does this mean, Hutch?

- It means her body's up in that tower.

No sh*t.

Elizabeth's diary.

All these girls. She killed them all.

Swink, Abigail is in trouble. I need to get upstairs.

Which way do I go?

Uh...

You can go inside. It's faster to take

the staircase around the side.

OK.

It's locked! It's locked.

I need a crowbar or something.

Do you see one on the step?

You gotta be kidding me.

- Which way?

- Right, to the bedroom.

Aw, come on, Swink.

- I can't get in. It's locked.

- Wait. Wait. I have a key.

- This is...

- Insane. Now go!

Hutch!

- I don't think I'm gonna make it. You got to help me.

- I know. I see her.

Let me try something.

It's all right. It's all right.

It's OK.

It's all right. It's OK.

What happened?

Are you guys all right?

Yeah. You saved her life, man.

- Goddamn sweet!

- So. what now?

We need three nails. And one last thing.

Remember what October said.

The way to cleanse a witch's soul

is to burn her blood.

Oh! Wait Hutch. The roses. If you're gonna go

up there, you can't forget the wild roses.

- You never know, and I bet...

No! No!

Hell, yeah!

Swink!

Come on, you b*tch.

Oh, sh*t.

B*tch, that's cheating!

I'm not dead yet.

Go!

- Swink!

- Swink!

- Swink!

- Help me!

Get away!

Get away from me!

Swink!

Hutch, I'm sorry.

OK, we're gonna need a hammer.

- Come on.

- Quick!

Open the door!

Hutch, come on.

Come on! Hutch!

Thanks, Swink.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's OK. It's all right.

OK?

- All Right. I'm gonna go first. Stay right behind me.

- OK.

- Wait. Did you hear that?

OK. All right. All right, all right.

Come on.

This way. This way.

There should be a second door in here.

This should be the tower.

Yeah, come on. Let's go.

Hutch!

- It won't open.

- Oh, no! Open it!

OK. OK, wait, wait, wait. Let me think.

Let me think. I can get this open.

- How?

- I don't know. Just give me a second.

- Hutch. Hutch!

- It's just a... What?

We don't have the time!

Just think about it.

You gotta finish this.

No.

- Listen.

- I'm not leaving you.

Hutch.

I want you to go.

You're our only chance.

OK?

- This can't be happening.

- Well, it is.

I won't let her take you.

I know.

You be careful of that.

OK.

He loves me,

he loves me not.

He loves me,

he loves me not.

He loves me,

he loves me not.

He loves me...

Go away!

Go away!

No! Go away!

Hutch!

The broken mirrors - why are they scatered?

Because she couldn't stand to see herself grow old.

It won't break like the others.

I think it's made out of silver or something.

Mom!

- Hutch!

- Come on! Move!

Come on, hurry.

Move! Come on, man!

- Move!

- Hutch!

Come on.

Come on, man! Come on!

Come on! Come on, Hutch!

Killer.

Come to see me, clouds.

May you rise as an evil storm

born to rip them open.

Let the cover of night bear witness

and destroy those who resist

so they shall harm me not.

Let the blood of many cleanse me.

preserving beauty eternal.

I pray you.

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