The Ruins Page #5

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- Okay. Stace.

- I didn't mean to.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- I know.

We're gonna start with the one

in your leg. Okay, Stace?

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

- You might wanna close your eyes.

I wanna see. I wanna see it.

Stacey, keep breathing, okay?

Through your nose.

Good. Just keep breathing,

keep breathing.

Keep breathing.

Keep breathing. Keep breathing.

Okay. Okay.

All right, he's almost done.

I got it.

It's okay.

Okay?

Should I stop?

Stacy, do you want me to stop?

No.

- I'm scared. No.

- It's okay. Keep breathing.

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

It's almost out.

No! Oh, no!

Oh, my God!

Okay, it's okay.

- He got all of it.

- The shirt up.

Hold the other one.

It's okay. I'm here.

Please.

Stace.

There's more of it. There's more.

Right here. Under. Under the muscle,

like by the bone there.

There's nothing there, Stacy.

- Yes, can we cut it?

- There's no more cutting.

I wanna cut it. I wanna cut it.

- I wanna cut it. I wanna...

- Hey, don't!

Hey! You can't. You can't keep cutting.

- It's just everywhere. It's in my head.

- No.

- It's okay. You're okay.

- No, no.

- Yeah, you're okay.

- No, no. I'm not okay. I'm not okay.

You keep saying I'm okay. I'm not okay.

Why do you keep saying that to me?

Here, this might help.

What? What?

Amy, did you see it?

You saw it, didn't you?

You saw it in my head. I felt it.

Amy.

Amy, please tell me.

- Stacy.

- Why won't you look at me?

Stacy, Stacy...

- You saw it?

- It's okay.

- You saw it? Did you see it?

- No, I... There's nothing there.

There's nothing there, okay? I swear.

It's in my head. I feel it, you guys.

- Let's move her in the tent.

- Okay.

No one's coming. I'm going tonight.

I wanna cut it.

I wanna cut it. I wanna cut it.

I wanna cut it. I wanna cut it.

I wanna cut it.

Stacy, what are you doing?

Oh, my God!

It's okay. It's okay.

I just...

I just have to get this one out.

It's okay.

Just have to get this one.

- Stacy?

- No. No.

- Stacy, give it to me.

- No. No.

- Give it to me right now.

- No!

Jeff?

I'm very sorry.

- I have to get this piece right here...

- Stacy.

...in my...

- Stacy, give me the knife. Stacy.

Stacy, give me the knife, okay?

Don't touch me!

Easy, stay down.

Eric! Eric!

- Eric!

- Oh, my God!

Stay down.

Eric! Eric!

Eric! Amy!

Come here. Come here.

Amy! Eric! Eric!

Eric! Amy! Amy!

Amy, I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!

It hurts.

- It's okay.

- I didn't mean to!

- Stacy.

- Eric! Eric! It hurts.

Don't move. Don't move.

Eric?

Eric? Eric? Eric!

Eric? Eric?

No! No.

No! No!

- Eric! Eric!

- Come here. Come here.

Eric! Eric! Eric!

Stacy.

- Amy. Amy, it hurts.

- No.

- No. No.

- It hurts.

Kill me. Amy, kill me.

Amy.

Kill me. Kill me!

- Jeff.

- Amy!

- Kill me! Kill me!

- It's okay.

Stace.

You have to, Amy.

Kill me! Amy!

- Yes! Kill me! Kill me. Kill me!

- No!

- Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!

- Amy.

Jeff.

Kill me!

Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!

Once you're past the clearing,

you run as fast as you can, okay?

Okay?

When you get to the Jeep,

you don't wait for anything. Anything.

And if these don't work, then you run,

and you don't stop

until you reach the town.

You promise me that

you'll still be here?

Okay.

You don't even know her name.

You don't know any of our names.

I'm Jeff.

Jeff Dean MacIntyre.

Winnetka, Illinois.

Twenty-two years old.

I was gonna be a doctor.

That was my dream.

That's all I wanted.

You should know her name, too.

Her name

is Amy!

And she is not gonna die

on this f***ing hill!

Jeff!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Please.

Okay.

Okay.

- Dimitri!

- Dimitri!

Dimitri!

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