The Raking Page #2

People like you

should not be breeders.

All right, so like it says here,

the final requires us

to go into the field

and study a chosen

myth or legend.

Okay, so we just need to come up

with a good topic to explore.

I took the liberty

of researching

some urban legends around here.

Whoa, check out Wonder Boy

over here.

[laughs]

That's great, Noah.

Thank you.

So, here's one about

The Charred Man of Creek Road.

He hides under the bridge

and comes out...

and stares at you with his

hollow, burnt-out sockets.

[typing on phone]

Are you even paying attention?

Relax! I heard you.

[typing continues]

And that's a little gross.

Can't we do something

a little less creepy?

We're not gonna find a story

about flying pixies.

Oh, this one's in Joshua Tree.

Isn't that where you're from?

Locals dubbed it The Rake

because of its extraordinarily

long fingers

and nails like claws.

Ew!

Whoa.

What?

It says here it only happens

on the Equinox.

Oh, that's when the day and night

are exactly the same length.

Why does that matter?

'Cause it's tomorrow.

Oh, my God.

That's your birthday.

Weird.

Well, I vote we do this one.

I agree.

You would.

What do you mean?

Never mind.

Uh... can I help you?

Who are you?

Cute bag.

I'm Kelly! Thanks!

Does Mom know you're here?

Mom? She's your sister?

Yes.

Adopted?

- No.

- No.

Oh... I get it.

What?

Jade, Kelly.

Your parents really like

the color green.

Noah, I-I don't think it has

anything to do with that.

No, actually, it's everything

to do with that.

It's our cross to bear.

They only eat the green M&Ms.

How did you find me?

You know there's an app

for that, right?

How did you get in the bar?

Well...

Mr. Cooper...

I trust you'll make

the right decision

for our project.

You... come with me.

So, you just took the bus?

You don't know

what they're like.

Kelly, I'm the only other person

who does know what they're like.

It's just so much harder

now that you're gone.

They treat me like I'm a baby.

Just let me stay.

Please.

I can't do that.

Mom and Dad'll be worried,

and we're leaving tomorrow.

Well, let me come!

It sounds fun!

No way.

What if I don't bother you?

I'll hang out with Kennedy.

Um... hell no.

Wait...

Do you have any tampons?

What?!

I dunno, I guess I just forget

you're not eight anymore.

Does that mean I can come?

No.

Jade!

Shotgun!

Did you know that saying

actually came from

back in stagecoach days

when an armed guard would

ride next to the driver?

Go home.

Talk to Mom and Dad.

When I get back we'll pick a

weekend for you to come down.

Be good.

Have fun.

Don't count on it.

Wait, I think

I forgot something.

Hey!

Do you really

wanna take the bus?

[rock song playing ]

How long is the ride?

Oh, it's about two and-a-half,

three hours.

[volume turns up]

[music stops]

Hey!

[music resumes ]

[volume turns down]

I really want...

the radio on.

Seriously?

Yeah, Kennedy.

I am serious,

and you should be, too.

All right, this final

is worth half your grade...

and I'm your TA.

So, what's the plan

when we get there?

It would be great if we could

talk to some of the locals.

I mean, get a sense

of what people have seen...

or think they've seen.

Yeah, that's a good idea, Noah.

Then maybe we can

scout the terrain ourselves

and come up with

some theories of our own.

My theory is it's all bullshit.

Everyone knows people

just go up there

to get stoned off their asses.

People probably end up just...

passing out and dehydrating

out there.

Have you ever been stoned?

Are you filming this?!

Does she show up on film?

[Noah]

Have you... been stoned?

What, because I look like this,

I automatically am a pothead?

I didn't say that.

Y-you just seem to me

to be more like an X girl.

But I say that

without any judgement.

You know what, Noah,

you're growing on me.

Oh, okay.

Are we almost there?

This drive is, like, brutal.

We're not far.

Yeah, I really have to pee.

Can we stop?

Me too.

Like, really, really bad.

Seriously? You can't hold it?

I mean, we're almost there.

Yeah, but my bladder's

about to explode.

Don't you think you're being

just a little overdramatic?

No, I think that this

is being overdramatic!

[tires screeching]

Jesus Christ, Kennedy!

[grunt from the back]

What the hell was that?!

[groaning in the back]

What the...

Hi.

Really?

Kelly, what the hell

are you thinking?!

Kennedy!

What?

I made an executive decision,

okay?

Jade was being a witch.

Pun intended.

What?

Am I supposed to be scared,

or something?

Ow!

- [Kelly] Jade, stop!

[Kennedy]

Let me go!

- Jade, stop!

- Let me go!

Oh, my God, you b*tch!

- Jade, stop!

I'm the b*tch?!

I don't think you're a b*tch.

Jade, please don't be mad.

I just... I'm not gonna

get in the way,

and she was just trying to help!

She doesn't wanna ever help

anyone but herself.

You guys okay here?

We're good, thanks.

You goin' campin'?

That's right.

Where abouts?

[whispering] Why? So you

can follow us and kill us?

Joshua Tree.

Tonight's not a good night

for campin'.

Why?

It just isn't.

It just isn't.

Well, that was weird.

[subtle ominous music ]

[music fades]

[upbeat rock music

on car stereo ]

I bet that's an awesome shot

of you.

What?

[fire crackling]

You by the fire.

[Jade]

Really?

Totally.

If only we had a cauldron.

[laughs]

[Jade]

Bit me.

- Kennedy.

- I'm just kidding, okay?

Everybody needs to relax.

Here.

Who wants one?

[crickets chirping]

Kelly?

One.

- Really?

- Nice.

Jade?

What the hell?

Hmm.

It's so peaceful here.

That's probably what

all those people said, too...

right before they disappeared.

If they disappeared.

Hey, someone should tell

a ghost story.

Yeah, I agree.

Does anyone know any good ones?

Mr. Cooper, you must have

some good ones.

Yeah, Mr. Cooper.

Tell us a story.

Well, I do know one.

[clears throat]

20 years ago,

a few girls on campus

went missing.

All right, but the only thing

they knew

was that the murder weapon

was a hatchet,

but they never caught the guy.

Oh, my God.

Two years later,

over Thanksgiving Break,

two girls decided to stay

on campus and go to a bar.

One of them met a guy, so naturally

the other one left. [rustle]

Did you hear that?

Um, should we stop?

No, I wanna hear

the rest of the story.

Did you hear something?

Probably just a rodent.

They all come out at night.

Ew.

Do you want me to keep going?

[laughs uneasily]

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Well, on her way home,

she heard footsteps behind her

and she began to panic,

so as soon as she got home,

she pushed a heavy dresser

in front of the door

and was finally able

to fall asleep.

Rule Number One,

never fall asleep.

Well, when she woke up,

she pushed the heavy dresser

out of the way,

opened the door,

took one step out,

and slid and completely fell.

She realized,

as she looked down,

she was completely

covered in blood,

with her friend's mutilated body

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