Dark Floors Page #2
What the hell is going on here?
Why don't we all just...
get outta here?
Come on, let's go.
After you, you're Security,
you go first.
Come on.
We need to get down, right?
So, let's go, come on!
Oh, my God.
What was that?
Hey! Who's there?
- Go! Go!
- Go! Come on, go!
What the hell was that?
What was it?
There is only one hell.
- Sit down.
- No, it's just a scratch.
I tell you, why don't we make a camp
fire and sing songs, while we're at it.
Hey! Calm down.
While somebody's running
around tearing peoples eyes out...
you want me to calm down?
Don't pay any attention
to him honey. Okay?
Ben.
Look, a bright light or a loud
noise can trigger a seizure.
We need to stay calm.
- What is that?
- I haven't heard it before.
We can't stay here, we have
to find our way out of here.
I'm not going down
them stairs again.
There's an info-desk in
the other wing, let's go.
Sarah, please wait.
Where are we going?
You think the info-desk people
have a solution to this?
You know of a better way to go?
- No.
- Exactly.
The rain stopped.
It's almost too quiet.
There's not even a dial tone.
Hello! Hello! We're in the
north wing on the fifth floor.
We need some help. I repeat...
If there's something here
prying peoples faces...
on the microphone...
that we're stuck on the 5th floor?
Look!
They're on the third floor.
What the hell was that?
Hey!
- At least we're not alone here.
- Who gives a sh*t, just get us outta here.
- Well, I don't give a sh*t.
- But that's your job.
Isn't anyone else wondering
where all the people are?
Let's take these,
we might need them.
- You know how to use them?
- Sure.
Where is Sarah?
Sarah!
- Sarah!
- Sarah?
Sarah!
Sarah.
Sarah.
Sarah are you ok?
Sarah? Honey?
- Are you ok?
- Yeah, everything's ok.
Let's just get outta here.
- What's in that room?
- I don't know nothing of this.
Stop, Ben.
There's no time like the present...
There's no time like the present...
- There's no time like the present...
- And it's gonna get colder and colder...
- There's no time like the present...
- And it's gonna get colder and colder...
- There's no time like the present...
- And it's gonna get colder and colder...
Hello?
The number you dialed, is not
in service at this time.
What the...
Come on!
This is not happening, this is
not happening, what was that?
Go! Go!
I need to switch this off.
No don't! Maybe it
scared that thing off.
Yeah...
What in the hell was that?
You've seen that before, Tobias?
I saw you cover your ears before
she even started, so why was that?
The Scream Queen.
The what?
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