Wicked Little Things Page #4

when you get them riled up

and you ain't got Tunny blood.

If they haven't killed her already,

she'll be back by daylight.

They only feed at night.

We're all going to die, aren't we?

Like I said,

depends on how much

you got them riled up.

They already killed three of my friends.

And maybe William Carlton, too.

How do you know that?

Let me in.

It's him.

He's alive. Let him in.

Why?

Because they'll kill him if you don't.

Eye for an eye.

You want him dead, don't you?

Hanks?

Open the Goddamn door, or I will.

You open that door, we will die.

Open the f***ing door!

Hanks?

They ate him.

From where I was hiding,

I... could see...

them...

tear pieces from him and--

You're a pretty thing.

You were in my car, weren't you?

He's crazy!

Hell, yes, I'm crazy!

They f***ing ate him!

Shut up!

Your truck, does it run?

Sometimes.

An hour until sunrise.

If we can just get to your truck.

Don't let them get me.

You ain't gonna kill 'em!

You ain't even gonna hurt 'em!

But you can sure as hell

slow him down with that thing!

They're crazy for him!

This ain't gonna stop!

Out the front door.

You open, and I'll clear the way.

Sarah.

Ready, Mom.

Now! Do it now!

Go! Get out of here!

Well, come on, Mr. Hanks!

Sh*t!

Son of a b*tch!

Come on!

Go! Go! Go!

Come on!

Goddamn it!

Why are they stopping?

Carlton?

You come up here, I'll kill you!

I'll kill all of you. I mean it!

Don't move. Not a muscle.

You move and there's no telling

what they're gonna do.

What's going on down there?

Who's down there?

It's him they want.

If you and your kids want

to get out of here alive,

you'll let them have him.

They'll kill him.

As you sow, so shall you reap.

Hanks?

Is that you?

Mom!

Mom!

Emma?

Oh, God, Emma.

Oh, God, baby.

They won't hurt you, Mommy.

They won't hurt anyone anymore.

They promise.

I thought I lost you.

I was just playing with Mary.

She hasn't had anyone to play with

in a very long time.

Oh, God.

I still don't understand

why we didn't sell the house.

How are we going to get the money?

Well, we have enough

to make it through.

At least until I get a job.

We're going to be okay, you guys.

Promise.

Do you think anyone's

ever going to find out

about what really happened?

Mr. Hanks took care

of all of the loose ends.

Well, I know, but what--

Sarah.

A lot of strange things happen

up in those hills.

People go missing all the time.

After a while,

everyone will forget about it.

Just like the last time.

I'm glad we didn't sell the house, Mom.

Me, too, baby.

Me, too.

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