WIthIN Page #3

- Yeah, knock yourself out.

- Ambrose.

- Is this the longest bit you have?

- Yeah, man.

Don't you have a longer bit?

I need a longer bit!

Stupid jerk!

Ambrose, stop drilling.

Put the goddamn drill down, boy!

Calm yourself down.

Sh*t could be around the corner any minute.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. Relax.

- Okay?

- I only caved twice.

- No sh*t.

- Hey.

With tour groups.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay. Hey.

I wanna get out! I just wanna get out!

- I just wanna get out of here!

- We're gonna get out!

- Ambrose, we're gonna get out.

- Shut up!

We're gonna get out of here.

But I really need you

to pull yourself together right now, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

- It's okay.

- I'm sorry.

You're doing pretty great for a virgin.

Okay? Okay?

Hey, guys, we're running out of options.

- Coming up on that intersection.

- Well, maybe we should turn off our lights.

I mean, that's how it found us

last time, right?

We're the only light source in this hellhole.

If we turn them off,

it's not gonna know

which tunnel to go down.

- It's a one-in-four chance.

- I'll take those odds.

- Everybody in agreement?

- Yeah.

Power down.

- Back lights.

- Listen.

Breathe quieter.

Oh, God!

- Oh, God!

- Run!

Don't leave me alone.

Hey, you okay? Come on!

- Yeah, you?

- I'm fine.

- Where's Ambrose?

- Come on!

- Guys, stop. Where's Ambrose?

- He didn't make it.

- He's gone?

- He didn't make it.

- Oh, God!

- I didn't see what happened.

- He didn't make it. Go!

- You know what happened, okay?

- We gotta keep moving. Let's go!

- All right.

- Okay.

- Go! Go! Go! Go!

F***! F***!

Shut up. Shut up.

Shut the f*** up. Shut the f*** up!

Come on, come on, come on.

No, we're never gonna get out of this place.

- There's no way out of here.

- There is.

- Shut up!

- Just move, move, move!

Move!

F***!

No, we're never gonna get out of this place.

Don't you get it?

Wait, wait. I see a way out.

- Oh, sh*t.

- I'm fine. I'm fine.

Go, go, go.

- Gannon. Gannon, let's rest.

- No, we gotta keep going. All right?

Get your batteries.

What's going on?

It's draining our f***ing batteries.

Wait a minute. Do that again.

- What?

- Put your head by the wall.

Pull it away.

- The cave's magnetic.

- Yeah, but not everywhere. Come on.

Come on.

Listen. If the lights flicker,

we get out of the area immediately.

- Okay? Okay?

- Okay.

We don't have much batteries left.

That doesn't give us much time

to get out of here.

You know it. Oh, sh*t.

Hey, get your vertical gear together.

If we hang like that,

we're gonna be vulnerable.

Well, if we don't hurry up...

That thing is tracking us, man.

- What if it's waiting down there for us?

- We can't go back.

Here's a Domingo rig.

We got a water cave.

Water's about three feet deep.

We don't have to rappel down.

We can just swing down.

Look. We know it's back there, all right?

It's a risk we're gonna have to take.

How many people are you gonna leave

down there, Gannon?

- What?

- Nothing. Just go. Go!

Come on.

Hey!

Hey, guys.

Hey, you all right?

- Yeah, we're fine.

- Well, let's go.

We need to talk.

- What?

- It's time for a change of plans.

- Let's walk and talk.

- Let's talk right here.

You're running us around in circles

and this thing's picking us off.

I'm trying to find a way out of here.

Yeah, and it keeps killing us.

- Wanna stand around and chat?

- We have guns.

- We have ammo.

- So what?

- So let's hunt this thing.

- You're crazy.

- Hear me out.

- Listen, we can barely defend ourselves,

- and you wanna go looking for it?

- Hear me out!

There's nothing to hear, Ori.

We have a cavern.

We use bait to lure it in.

When it goes for it,

we snap off all of our flashes

and we shoot the thing.

We unload on the son of a b*tch. It'll work.

It'll work.

- What do you guys think?

- What if it doesn't work?

Well, then, another one of us dies anyway.

- Miranda?

- It's up to you, Gan.

Get your flashes.

That thing could be here any second.

Put the bait in the middle.

The rest of us hide behind the stalagmites.

Okay. Who's gonna be the bait?

- Gannon.

- F*** you. It's your plan, you do it.

- I'm a better shot. We...

- What?

We can't afford a miss.

It's either you or the girls.

Come on,

that thing's gonna be here any second.

F*** you.

Lights!

Can you see us?

No.

Feel like I'm the only one in here.

Look, about Rachel.

Don't do this now.

- I'm telling you what happened.

- Yeah, but not now.

My life is on the line.

You accused me of letting her die.

- Now you're gonna shut up and listen.

- Crane was there. He saw what you did.

Man, you're making this up.

I know where it's coming from.

You're still hurt.

She played around with you

but still loved me.

- Bullshit.

- And you fell in love

with something you couldn't have.

Bullshit. Crane was there.

He saw what you did.

Oh, yeah? And what did he tell you, huh?

What did he say?

- Don't make me say it.

- No, no. I want you to say it.

Get it out in the open.

- Spit it out.

- Gannon, please.

What? You in on this, too?

And how about you, Miranda?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

We all know. Even Domingo knew.

What's happening here?

You killed her, Gan.

You had her hand and you let her go.

- Gannon! Gannon!

- Rachel! Hold on!

- Hold on to me!

- Gannon, I'm slipping!

Oh, God!

Oh, God.

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Hells, yeah!

Gannon, are you all right?

- I'm out of bullets.

- I got another mag.

- Did you get it?

- Yeah.

- Where's it hurt?

- My leg.

My leg! Don't touch it!

It's deep. To the bone.

- Is he gonna be able to walk?

- He's gonna need help.

We'll take care of him later.

Let's worry about this now.

What the hell is it?

Some kind of wolf-bear hybrid,

I don't know.

- There's no blood.

- That's not a good sign.

What the hell?

What?

This is unreal.

Oh, God! Oh, my God!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Run!

Come on!

Let's go! Come on!

I can't hold him much longer.

He's leaving a trail.

Damn it. Stop, stop, stop.

Set him down a sec.

You grab him from behind.

Just... Bailey?

- We did it again.

- Did what?

We left someone behind.

- It's a bad time for guilt, Gan.

- He was still moving.

He wasn't gonna make it.

What do you mean,

he wasn't gonna make it?

- Rachel was still moving.

- Don't do this to me, Gan.

She would've pulled both of us under.

- Hold on to me! I'm slipping!

- Pull me, Gannon!

- Get closer towards me! Kick!

- I'm trying!

- It's not working!

- Kick!

Oh, God!

Rachel! Rachel!

No!

Listen to me.

I don't remember if she slipped out

or if I let her go.

Would you leave me behind?

No.

Maybe we should split up.

What?

You go your way, we'll go ours.

He can't follow both of us.

- You mean I'm slowing you down.

- No.

Yeah, that's part of it.

He's gonna be fine.

- Miranda, we left Ori.

- Ori had a spear coming out of his back.

- We couldn't help him.

- Look at him. Look at him, Miranda.

He's just getting worse.

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