See No Evil Page #2

if Margaret asks you

to do somethin',

you better do it.

You got it?

Who wants a tour?

- Mr. Blackwell built the hotel

- I can't believe this.

As a playground for

himself and his friends.

Rumor has it that there

are hidden passageways

and two-way mirrors all over,

although I've never found them.

We've almost finished

renovating the suites

on the second floor.

That's where

you'll all be staying.

Penthouse floors, however,

on eight and nine

are off-limits.

It's too dangerous for guests.

Why? What happened?

There was a fire in '71.

It gutted them.

It killed Mr. Blackwell,

his wife,

and a few others.

And since the hotel was

more of a hobby

than a business,

it's never been repaired.

Besides, we don't

want your parents

suing us if you

get hurt, now, do we?

Oh. Before I forget.

During mealtimes,

you all can eat

in the atrium.

However, the doors must

remain locked at night.

So. Ladies...

grab a trash bag.

Gentlemen, brooms.

Michael, is it?

Yeah. You want me

to be shot caller?

No. No, we want you to mop.

The lavatory's over there.

Your heard her, Mike.

Get the mop.

Hey, I'm tryin'

to clean here!

Cut it out!

Oh, sh...

Hello?

Hello?

- Shh!

- You scared me!

Keep your voice down.

Did you open that?

Yeah. I'm gettin'

the f*** outta here.

What?

This only leads out

to the atrium.

You'd still be

inside the hotel.

Jesus!

Nice try, though.

Come on, don't let

Michael get to your head.

You don't understand.

Where'd you get those?

What's-her-name.

She lifted 'em off Hannah.

Oh. Zoe.

Yeah. Zoe.

I just can't believe

the same a**hole

that got me locked up

is gonna be sleepin'

down the hall.

You know?

I know.

Can I have one?

Sh*t.

We were just...

Thanks, girls.

Try not to burn

the place down.

Yes, sir.

Okay.

You think he whacks off

with that thing?

Definitely.

Tye.

What's up?

All that, uh,

all that stuff

about the hidden rooms,

the passages,

the stairwells?

All true.

This is what I was

talkin' about on the bus.

So what?

Okay. This is

where you come in.

Can you crack a safe?

Please. Open 'em

like I open

your mama's legs.

Good, 'cause

there is a safe.

Here.

Blackwell's private stash.

Never been recovered.

Why not?

No one knows about it.

I mean, this place

is a goddamn maze, but...

I got the blueprints.

Look, man, I'm not tryin'

to get no more time.

You won't.

You won't. Look,

if we get caught wandering,

you know, we just say...

we got lost.

It's simple.

And this sh*t is current.

'Course it is. I mean,

why wouldn't it be?

You tellin' me

after 35 years

no one's found

this so-called safe?

Have you got anything else

better to do?

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