All Hallows' Eve 2 Page #2

- It won't open.

- What do you mean?

It's jammed or something.

For Christ's sake,

Dad, the door!

Dad...

He's coming soon, isn't he?

Hi,

this is Vanessa,

I'm not home right now,

leave a message after the beep.

...Vanessa, hello?

I've been sitting at

JB's for 45 minutes

getting hit on by

the dregs of humanity

and your ass is

nowhere to be seen.

Hello?

Vanessa?

Oh, hey.

I, uh, was just about to

take those stairs again.

Looks like we're

the last ones, eh?

Yeah, I think so,

but I didn't realize

it was so late.

Oh, yeah, well at least

we're getting out of here.

Looks like I'm pulling

an all-nighter.

Goddammit.

These f***ing things.

I don't think that's gonna help.

Just your luck, huh?

Are you okay?

Are you claustrophobic?

Don't worry.

There's plenty of room

in here to breathe.

We'll be fine.

I mean this happened

just last month,

just give it a second and

it should reset itself.

I think it might be a good

idea if you sit down.

Is there something

I can do to help?

No, no, I'll be fine.

Well, I guess we're stuck

here until it resets itself.

Or until somebody finds us.

Sorry, bad habit.

You're up on 26 aren't you?

Yeah, I'm sure I've

seen you before.

It's a shame what happened

to that girl from up there.

Too bad.

Hey...

Don't you f***ing move,

lock it down.

Jesus.

All right, Sam,

how did you get out of that?

It's too early for my

dad to close his bar tab.

Hey, Wheezy,

you're wheezing again.

Yeah, forgot my inhaler.

Wow, what's this?

Step right up, step right up!

For the one,

the only, Masochist!

Relieve that tension,

take out that aggression,

in a game so cruel it's cool.

Give him what he wants,

get what you want.

What are the rules?

Use anything you see,

to make him bleed.

Get enough blood,

win yourself a bud.

I'll give it a shot.

You may be a winner

by giving it to this sinner,

take your pick, son,

take your pick.

This one.

Ah, pins for the sins.

How about you?

No thanks.

Jesus, Sam,

stop being such a puss.

I'll do it.

Take your pick,

take your pick.

These.

You can cross this

off your wish list.

Now, give it to this masochist!

Thanks,

I needed that.

Now I'm getting ticklish.

Sam!

Oh, my God, Dad!

Sam, come on,

help me get these off,

get me off of here!

- Give him what he wants.

- Sam!

Get what you want.

You can win, Sam.

Come on,

help me, get me off of here!

Looks like we

may have a winner,

- if he gives it to

No, Sam, don't do it!

- this sinner!

- Sam, stop!

Sam, just stop!

Ah, stop, stop it, Sam!

Sam, just stop!

Quit crying like

a little girl, Dad.

Where's your balls?

Stop, Sam,

I'm sorry, Sam...

Sam, Sam, I'm sorry!

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