The Raking Page #4

We had bagged a grizzly...

and were passing through

this God-forsaken town.

I decided that we should stop...

and grab a beer.

Goddamn beer.

That's when this gal,

she come runnin' into the bar,

screaming and hollerin'

about her friend had been...

attacked by this...

wild animal.

Yeah.

Naturally,

my brother and I, we...

We offered to help her

kill the damn thing...

because we two wet young...

invincible.

I'm so sorry about your brother.

I'm sure you tried everything

you could do to save him.

I wish that were true.

[clears throat]

I got scared...

and I ran.

I ran.

Is that why you stayed?

Waiting for your chance

to kill it?

I told you, boy...

This thing can't be killed.

But I swore to myself that day,

I would never run again.

Ever.

James, we need to get help.

We have to try...

for Kelly.

Do you have a phone that works?

It's in there.

Don't know what good

it's gonna do you, but...

knock yourself out.

What am I supposed to tell

my parents?

[sniffles]

Why are you looking at me

like that?

This is all your fault...

you stupid, selfish b*tch.

Jade, I never meant for Kelly

to get hurt!

She's not hurt, Kennedy...

She's dead!

Don't you get that?!

I know!

I'm really sorry!

Oh, you're sorry?

Don't you realize

your actions have consequences?

Hey!

Jade, look,

I'm not gonna pretend

to know what you're going

through right now, all right?

But we can't turn on each other.

[sniffles]

Thank you, Mr. Cooper...

for that sage advice.

It really means a lot

coming from you.

Jade.

No...

You have no idea

what I'm going through.

Let her go.

No.

I don't think I will.

Make the call.

You all right?

No.

What are we gonna do, Ethan?

What are we gonna do?

We're gonna get help.

[crying]

[somber music ]

[crying continues]

[knocking on the door]

We should probably

all stick together.

Jade.

- Don't.

[dialing]

[ringing on other end]

[911 Operator on phone]

911. What is your emergency?

Yes, I'd like to report a...

Um...

[stammering]

We were camping and one of

our friends, was, um...

She-she was...

She was ta... Look, we're

stranded and we need help.

What'd they say?

They're sending an officer.

Someone should be here

within the hour.

On hour?! What are we

supposed to do until then?

We wait.

What if the thing comes here?

It won't.

You know that for a fact?

As long as these light stay on,

we're safe.

It won't come into the light.

[Noah]

Have you ever seen it?

Once.

[ghostly breathing]

[gasping]

What did it look like?

[uneasy music ]

What did my sister see?

[Kelly whimpering]

Tell me.

Your sister saw evil...

incarnate.

A soulless creature...

that rips its victims apart.

[growling breath]

[Kelly whimpering]

No... no...

[panicked breath]

No!

It's got these...

these long fingers...

with razor sharp teeth

and claws to match.

[deep growl]

It is...

It is an abomination.

[creature growling]

[Kelly whimpering]

No!

[James]

It's got these...

these eyes that...

[Kelly panting, crying out]

These eyes...

[Kelly crying]

[creature growling]

Like this?

[Kelly shrieks]

[crunching sound]

[growling on video]

[shouts]

[crickets chirping]

What if they don't come?

They'll be here.

I hope it was quick.

What?

Kelly.

I hope it was quick.

The last thing she felt

was my hand letting go.

You didn't let go.

You couldn't hold on.

Does it matter?

[gentle music ]

When I was nine...

my father...

drunk off his ass...

came to pick me up

from a friend's house.

My mother...

sober, sat in

the passenger seat as he...

drove up on the front lawn.

I was so embarrassed...

getting into the car.

I asked my mother to drive...

and she told me to be quiet.

On the way home,

we were in a terrible accident.

My dad...

he died.

My mother was hurt.

I was banged up, but... okay.

I forgave my dad...

Wasn't worth the energy

it took to hate him.

Couldn't forgive

my mom, though...

'cause she didn't even try.

I guess what I'm saying is...

it does matter.

I think in that final moment,

Kelly knew that.

Can I ask you something?

Would you have done it?

The razor...

What do you care?

I-I thought we were...

were friends.

I care.

No.

Ethan, I'm scared.

Everything's gonna be okay.

All right, as soon

as the police get here

we're gonna

tell them everything.

But we don't even know

what happened, okay?

One minute we were just, like,

telling ghost stories,

and the next, Kelly's being

dragged out of the car

by what?

I don't know.

I wanna thank you.

For what?

For putting up with me.

I know I can be...

difficult sometimes.

Sometimes?

Sorry, not-not the right time.

I'm not really a b*tch,

you know.

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

Jade does.

I guess...

sometimes it's just easier

to be the person that...

people expect me to be

rather than...

let them see the real me.

It's just easier that way.

I see you.

You're smart,

you're funny...

you're kind.

I thought you weren't supposed to

give students special treatment.

Well, you do have

a really nice ass.

I see lights!

[car horn honks]

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let 'em pull all the way up.

[ominous music ]

What's he doing?

He's stopping.

Maybe we can signal him.

Do you have a flashlight?

Here.

Naw, that ain't the police.

What?

Who is it?

Goddamn tourists.

Probably passion' through

and saw the lights.

What if they're in trouble?

We have to help!

That's damn near 500 feet away.

Guess you ain't noticed

them lights don't go that far.

He makes a good point.

All right, well...

this should give us enough

light to make it there and back.

Whoa...

Hell, I know you're just

trying to do the right thing.

You go out there now

it's just plain suicide.

We have to try.

I'd want someone

to do the same for me.

Anyone?

Eh.

Fine.

Wait.

I'll go.

Ethan.

We'll be fine.

[crickets chirping]

Jade, I really am sorry

about Kelly.

I'm sorry about a lot of things.

You ready?

No.

Not really.

Yeah. Me neither.

[rustling]

[suspenseful music ]

[rustling]

[coyote noises]

- Oh, my God.

- Oh no.

Let's go back.

[whispering]

Come on.

What are we doing?

Come on.

Come on.

- What the hell?

This is not good.

Let's go back.

Sh*t.

Mr. Cooper.

Sh*t.

Mr. Cooper, come on.

What are you doing?

[crash]

[vicious roar]

[Ethan]

Get in the headlights!

[creature roaring]

[both scream]

[both panting]

[panicked breathing]

Where's the flashlight?

I don't know. I'm sorry, Mr.

Cooper, I lost it.

Okay.

How are we gonna make it

back to the house?

I'm working on it.

Do you have your cell phone?

All right.

Turn on your flashlight.

I'm almost out of battery.

Sh*t. All right.

Do you think it'll last

'til we get all the way there?

I think so.

Okay.

I don't think this

is gonna be enough light.

Okay.

All right.

Let's go back to back.

Come on.

Put your back against mine.

All right, you ready?

Yeah, let's do it.

[rustling]

How you doin'?

Mr. Cooper...

Yeah?

I think my phone's about to die.

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