Under the Bed Page #4

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- It's all right.

Take this.

Neal, get up.

Here you go.

Have fun, honey.

Be good, please?

Oh.

Hey, guys-

Hey, Cara.

Is everything okay?

Hey, boys, glad you took me up

on my offer to come over.

Well, it just sounded

too good to pass up.

Hey, there's little Paul.

Boy, you're really

growing up fast, little man.

Only not fast enough.

So you're staying here

with my brothers?

Yeah.

I gotta stay close

to Paulie, you know.

Yeah, I guess.

Okay, Robert, Richard,

our guests have arrived.

Okay, yeah.

Got it.

Now, uh, they're gonna

be staying all night,

so you make sure

that they, uh, feel

like this place

is their home, okay?

Excuse me.

Hey, guys.

Hey. Sorry, we don't

have any extra chairs.

Is it cool if we just

throw our pillows on your bed?

Hey, Neal.

You know how you were talking

about dead skin cells

on our bed and stuff?

Well, do you think they could be

on our pillows, too?

I mean,

I've had this since I was six.

You think that'd be enough

to get it over here?

No.

No way.

What's going on?

I was gonna ask you.

Having fun?

Time of my life.

Sorry it was weird,

me being here.

No, it's okay.

I just came over here to say

if you get bored with these spazzes,

you can come down the hall

and find me

and I can make us some tea.

We can catch up.

Yeah, that's cool. Thanks.

I just have to wait

till Paulie falls asleep, and...

Cool.

Ohh.

Hmm.

It's a nice TV.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Is it bigger

than the one you guys have?

We don't have a TV.

What the hell

do you mean, you don't have a TV?

We just don't, that's all.

Our dad took it away

a few years ago.

Was it TV that made you

go all, you know?

No, it wasn't, because...

It's cool, Paul.

No, actually,

nobody knew at the time,

so they just got rid of it.

Better safe than sorry.

So it's true that

they took you away

to the prison

for the criminally insane?

Why do you have to be

such a jerk like that?

We have the right

to know who's in our house.

Everybody's talking about it.

They say you disappeared

after your mom died.

And you tried to burn

the house down.

So maybe I did.

What the hell's with that?

I mean, what happened

to your brain?

Do you really want to know?

Neal, let's not talk about that.

Do you two really want to know?

Then pause your movie.

These lights are going off.

Terry?

Yeah, yeah! I got it!

God damn it.

God!

Oh, Terry!

What are you doing?

Terry?

Ouch, jeez.

Oh!

Oh, my God.

I tried to kill it with fire.

Give me a break.

The fire took down

most of our house,

and it even got my mom.

But that's not

what's really scary.

What's really scary

is that it survived.

What did?

Some crazy guy?

Not a man, not a human.

Something that you can't see

and you can't read about.

You can only hear about it

or learn about it

as it attacks you.

And now Paulie's

getting attacked.

Paul, show them.

No, Neal.

Paul, show them.

Whatever!

You could have

done that to him!

I would never do that

to my brother.

Neal, this is stupid.

Let's just leave.

Yeah, you two go find

something fake to hide from.

Yeah, take your crazy

somewhere else.

What's the matter, boys?

You afraid of what might be living

right next door to you?

Yeah, you and your cuckoo bird

f***in' brother

ready to burn our house down.

Paul, what did you say

that thing felt like

when it grabbed you?

He said it felt

icy cold and numb

like a dead arm

grasping at you.

I never said that.

You feel your body

start to fall asleep.

That's how it likes its food,

immobile, but still alive.

It attacks you while you sleep.

If you move,

if you make a sound,

if you get too close...

It's too late for you.

Yeah, right. If you believe that,

you're even crazier

than anyone could guess.

I wouldn't wish believing in this

on my worst f***ing enemy,

including you two.

Neal?

Paul, come on, what is it?

Look at their floor.

Wh-what's this stuff? Fog?

Hey, is this some kind of a joke?

GUYS, guys, Shh!

Uh, it's just mist from outside.

Knock it off!

Don't talk!

Guys, stop!

Don't move.

Don't make a sound.

Paulie, run!

Aah! Aah!

Aah! Neal!

Aah!

Mom! Dad! Help!

Aah!

Cara, stop! Don't move!

You're in the light!

As fast as you can,

run to your room,

turn the light on,

and don't come out

no matter what you hear!

What about you?

I'm going after my brother!

Cara, run!

Okay, it's just me.

"Dad"

"Dad!"

- Dad!

- Dad! It's us!

What the hell's going...

Close the door!

What the hell's going on,

you two?

Were you guys just

in here five minutes ago?

No, Dad! We have to get

out of this house!

We have to leave right now!

Was one of you walking around

all wrapped up

in a sheet or not, damn it?

No, no, no!

That's the thing that's after us!

You guys are

just little monsters!

I've done nothing

but try to be nice to you!

Angela! We're sorry,

but you have to listen to us now!

- Listen to you? How can I...

- We have to get out of this house!

- We have to leave right now!

- Listen to you?!

Run!

Get down! Get down!

Aah! No! No! Honey, no!

Aah!

Aah!

Dad!

Aah!

Dad!

Aah!

" Dad! '

Aah!

Terry! Terry!

Paul! Paul, get out of here!

Get out!

Angela! Turn the lights on!

I can't, Neal! The power's off!

Oh, my God!

It's okay.

It's okay, I'm here.

It got Dad!

Oh, my God.

- I know.

It's not afraid of us, Neal.

It's not afraid.

It's not gonna get us!

Angela, are you okay?

What is that thing?

We need to get

out of this house right now!

We need to move quickly and quietly

and get out the front door.

There's more lights by the street.

I'm gonna open the door,

and then we're gonna move.

Angela, you first,

then you, Paulie, then me.

Get ready.

Paulie, look out!

Aah!

Aah!

Neal! Neal, help!

Aah!

Neal! Neal, no!

Paulie!

Paulie! Paulie!

Take me! Take me!

Paulie!

Paulie!

Oh, my God!

Angela, listen to me!

Listen to me, please!

This thing has been

after me for two years.

If it wanted Paulie,

it would have taken him a long time ago.

It just wants me.

It's using Paulie

as bait to get to me.

But if I don't go after him now,

it's gonna be too late.

No, no, Neal, no!

No, I think I can find

a way to get to it,

but I... I need

your help, please.

Angela, I can't do this without you.

I need you. I need your help.

Okay, okay, okay.

What do you want me to do?

Get some rope.

Okay, Angela,

I'm gonna do this.

Come here.

Good luck, sweetheart.

Come back to me, okay?

Oh, and, Neal...

no matter what happens,

I will not let go

of this f***ing rope!

You hear me?

Go, go, hurry!

Paulie!?

Oh, no. Sh*t!

Paulie?

Paulie?

Neal!

Neal!

I can't believe it!

I told you we were

in this sh*t together, didn't I?

Where are we, Neal?

I don't know.

Why are we in hell?

What did we do wrong?

We're not, Paulie.

We're still alive,

and I need you to keep it

together with me, okay?

Angela's still got the other end

of this back in the bedroom.

She's not gonna let go.

Dad's dead. He's gone.

Yeah, Paulie, he's gone.

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