The Unraveling Page #4

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[Alan] I don't know,

someone picked the lock.

Why would somebody

take his body?

- I don't know.

- We gotta get out of here.

- Well, we're not just gonna leave without John, right?

- We don't have a choice.

Whoever did this could be out

there right now waiting for us.

We need to grab the gear,

and get the hell outta here!

Let's go!

(swell of tense and

ominous ambient music)

(tents rustling)

Man, you OK?

Uh, yeah, I think so.

All right, let's go.

(birds cawing and chirping

over eerie ambient music)

(footsteps crunching over

tense orchestral music)

(dramatic, quietly unsettling

piano over tense ambiance)

[Louie] Hey, can I

see your phone again?

[Shane] There's no service.

(tense and ominous

orchestral music)

[Louie] I just wanna

look, like, really quick.

No.

(Louie groans)

Guys (sighs), can we at least

take a break, then, please?

(panting) Thank you.

(Louie gasping)

Are you sure we're

even going the right way?

I'm just following this trail.

This has gotta lead us

back to the main road.

What are you carrying

in there anyway?

I didn't wanna leave

all the beer behind.

Really?

Yeah (gasping),

it's important, dude.

We need it, we could die

from dehydration out here.

Yeah, except alcohol

actually causes dehydration.

Uh, yeah, that

doesn't even make sense.

(can hissing)

You want one?

What are we even gonna

tell the cops, man?

Just gonna tell

'em what happened.

Except for we don't

know what happened.

We don't even know what

happened to John's body.

Well, that's their job, man.

They're gonna have

to investigate that.

We know that, but

what he's saying is

that we don't have any proof.

What if someone

followed us out here?

Have you guys even

thought about that?

Why would anyone ever do that?

I don't know, why would

somebody f***ing kill John?

Look, we don't

have time to argue.

We just need to keep moving.

Sorry.

(footsteps crunching over

ominous ambient music)

(ominous and tense ambient

music with eerie melody)

(footsteps crunching over

unsettling melody and ambiance)

(tense orchestral swell)

(footsteps pattering)

Sh*t!

(birds chirping over eerie

and tense ambient music)

(door handles clacking)

(Alan panting over eerie

and tense ambient music)

How'd they move the car?

Hey, do you still

have the keys?

I left them in the car.

Should we break the

window, we can hot wire this.

Do you know how to do that?

No, I don't, but we

should at least try!

We can't take the chance.

If the car alarm goes

off, we're screwed.

We gotta get off this trail

and keep heading north

towards the main road.

Shouldn't we just hike

back the way we came

and try to find another

trail or something?

No, if we cut

through the woods,

it'll be harder to find us.

You sure?

We don't have a choice!

(Michael coughs and groans)

Sorry, man, we

gotta keep moving.

It's fine, let's

just keep goin', OK?

(tense and unsettling

ambient music)

(tense and ominous

ambient music)

(bird chattering)

(tense and ominous

ambient music)

(footsteps crunching over

distant birds chattering)

Hey guys, hold up.

You hear that?

(eerie orchestral music)

[Alan] What is it?

Shh!

Do you hear that?

(birds chattering)

(steadily louder rustling

brush over tense orchestration)

- (jarring orchestral accent)

- Run!

(footsteps thudding over

tense, menacing ambient music)

(brush rustling)

(men panting over

thudding footsteps)

(Louie crunches to the ground)

(tense and menacing

ambient music)

(Louie grunts)

(Louie panting over

eerie ambient music)

Whoa, whoa, whoa-oa-oa!

(footsteps crunching)

Whoa, where's Louie?

He must've fallen behind.

We've gotta go

back for him, man.

(Shane panting over

crunching footsteps)

(Shane gasps over jarring

orchestral accent)

(crunching footsteps)

(both gasping)

Alan!

Sh*t.

(brush rustling)

[Louie] Why'd you guys

leave me back there?

[Michael] (sighs) We

thought we lost you.

No, been hiding in this

tall shitting my pants.

(panting) I lost

Shane's freakin' phone.

Here.

(all gasping for breath)

Where's he at,

where's Shane at?

(men panting over

distant bird cawing)

(ominous and tense

ambient music)

(unsettling electronic accent)

No, no, no, no,

Shane, no, no-no, no!

Help me, help me, please!

Push his feet!

[Michael] I'm trying.

[Alan] Just push,

dude, I'll push.

[Michael] Gimme your knife.

(Alan grunts)

(knife swishing)

(Michael grunts)

Hurry, hurry (grunts)!

(knife rattling)

Oh, God (grunts)!

(knife rattling)

[Michael] Aw, f***

(grunts angrily)!

[Alan] Louie, Louie, help me!

(unsettling electronic music)

Shane (grunts)!

(knife rattling)

Push his feet up!

(Alan shouting over

ominous electronic music)

[Michael] Push him up,

all right, push him up!

I'm, I'm trying!

Louie, what are

you doing, help me!

Grab his feet!

(Alan sobbing and grunting)

Louie, Louie, Louie!

Where are you going?

(footsteps crunching)

(knife tings to the ground)

(both gasping)

(Michael coughing)

There's nothing we could do.

(both gasping)

We gotta go after Louie.

(Michael gasping over

unsettling orchestral music)

Oh, God (gasping).

(footsteps crunching over

unsettling orchestral music)

(distant bird cawing)

Aw, Louie, stop!

C'mon, c'mon!

(Louie shouts)

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!

(both panting)

(swell of unsettling

electronic music)

(sobs) We're screwed.

These people are toying

with us (gasping).

We're not gonna make it out.

Listen, listen,

listen, listen to me!

Listen to me, we're

gonna make it,

we just need to

find the main road.

We just need to keep heading

north, and we'll be fine.

(eerie and unsettling

ambient music)

(jarring orchestral accent

with clanging percussion)

Michael?

Hey, Michael!

(shove thudding)

(panting) It's getting

dark, we need to go.

(ominous and unsettling

orchestral music)

C'mon.

(ominous and unsettling

orchestral music)

(Louie gasping)

(footsteps crunching over

ominous orchestral music)

(ominous orchestral music

with unsettling melodic tones)

(owl hooting over

chirping insects)

(insects chirping over

eerie ambient music)

(men panting over

crunching footsteps)

Stop, stop, stop!

You guys, I don't think I can

go on any further (gasps).

We need to find a place

to hide for the night.

(men gasping)

Where?

(men gasping)

Follow me.

(footsteps crunching

over chirping insects)

Right here.

(men panting and gasping)

Michael, lay down.

C'mon, man, there, c'mon.

OK, that's good.

(men gasping over

rustling brush)

(insects chirping)

(gasps) Sh*t!

- What?

- Something's crawling on me.

Just ignore it.

I'm trying, man!

Try harder.

(insects chirping over eerie,

piercing ambient tones)

(lighter snapping)

(liquid hissing over

muffled EDM music)

(syringe squishing)

(muffled EDM music)

(throbbing EDM music)

(eerie ambient tones

over throbbing EDM music)

(piercing high-pitched tones)

(phone buzzing)

(Louie screaming over

jarring orchestral accent)

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