Husk Page #2

-Tell him what?

There's something wrong, Chris.

Son of a b*tch.

Wait up.

Johnny?

Brian!

Natalie!

Brian!

Johnny.

What are you...

Brian!

Hello!

Hello!

Hello!

Natalie!

Natalie!

Natalie!

Where are you?

Natalie.

Natalie?

Natalie!

Brian!

-Where is she?

-Hey, hi, hi.

-Brian.

-Quiet.

I saw her. She got taken that way.

-Taken?

-Yes.

Let's go!

Okay.

Brian.

Oh, my God!

-Scott! Scott!

-Chris, are you...

What happened? Are you okay?

There is someone in the corn.

-What?

-There is somebody out there.

-They're after us. We gotta go.

-Chris.

Brian.

Oh, sh*t! Oh, sh*t, Brian!

Brian. Are you okay?

-My God, what happened to your arm?

-They got her.

Who? Who got her?

Sh*t.

F***!

We're surrounded.

We're f***ing surrounded.

-What?

-The f***ing corn.

It's everywhere.

Johnny's gone.

Wait, what? What you mean?

You found him?

Yeah, he was upstairs in the sewing room.

What the f*** was he doing in there?

Sewing.

Here.

Look, guys, I don't think we're safe here.

Yeah, no sh*t.

No, I mean here, in here, we're not safe.

Well, we're safer in here than out there.

How do you know that?

Look, we gotta find a way back to the road.

Hey, what do you not understand

about ''surrounded''?

We're not going back out there.

It's not happening.

Well, we have to find a way.

They slaughtered Natalie.

They ripped her a-f***ing-part, man.

Look at his arm.

Multiply that times your whole body.

What are your f***ing odds

of getting out of here now?

You sure came out fine.

You saw her.

And you didn't do a goddamn thing.

Brian.

Hey, Brian. Come on, man.

I saw the same f***ing sh*t you did.

Give me the flashlight.

What are you doing?

-You coming?

-Out there? No f***ing way.

I was talking to him.

Keep an eye out.

Yell if you see anything.

Hey, Brian. Look, where are we going?

Did you see...

F***!

Check for keys.

No luck.

Are you okay?

It's bleeding less.

That's not what I meant.

I'm sorry about Natalie.

This one looks drivable.

We need to find the keys.

See anything?

Brian?

Hey, hey.

What happened?

You didn't see that?

See what?

Now, you remember what I taught you.

First, belly.

Then the thighs, then the back.

Come on.

Come on, Alex.

Good.

Go on, bleed him dry. Good.

Come on, boy.

I'm proud of you, son.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

You do it.

Go on.

Scott, Scott. Hey!

What is going on with you?

Brian.

Scott.

Natalie.

Chris.

Chris.

-Chris.

-Scott.

-Chris, are you okay?

-Scott.

-Chris!

-Get me the f*** out of here.

I'm trying.

Open the f***ing door, man.

It's locked on your side.

Come on, man, you gotta...

She's in here.

-What?

-Whatever you do, knock it down, anything.

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