The Strangers: Prey at Night Page #2

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Are you okay?

Same girl?

Yeah.

Where are the kids?

- What?

- Did they wander off?

Luke!

Kinsey!

I'm gonna get my shoes.

I'm sure they're okay.

I mean...

- That girl weirded me out, hon.

- Yeah. Yeah, that was...

a little...

Remember when I was

in Little League?

You used to follow me

to the park.

Yeah, I always wanted to play.

You never let me.

Well, 'cause you were little, Sis.

That's just how it goes.

You could barely lift up the

bat, let alone hit anything.

Here.

Wind up for the pitch.

Mmm, what about

the mailbox?

Oh, nice.

- Should have let me play.

- Hmm.

What do you think Uncle Marv and Aunt

Sheryl do here all alone in the winter?

Oh, I don't know.

Probably have tons

of filthy, porno sex.

Ew.

Weird.

Yeah.

- Are you scared?

- No.

Hello.

Hello.

Oh, geez!

I'm gonna kill you.

That's not funny.

Oh, God.

Mmm. Bingo.

Okay, yes. One shot.

- Three.

- Two.

All right.

- What was that?

- I don't know.

- Come on, we should get out of here.

- Wait. Wait.

Is somebody there?

- Luke, seriously, let's go.

- No, let's just...

Hello.

Is somebody there?

Oh, geez.

It scared me

half to death.

What the hell is that?

Nothing.

What the hell?

What the f***?

- Luke.

- What?

Oh, my God.

Come on.

- Okay. Okay.

- Come on. Come on.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Where are we?

- I don't know.

- Did we come from that way? No, no...

- I don't... I don't know.

It all looks the same.

Here. Okay.

- Jesus!

- You guys, what the hell is going on?

Uncle Marv and Aunt Sheryl are all cut

up and there's blood everywhere...

- Luke.

- If this is a joke...

It's not a joke. I swear I

would not joke about this.

Where was this?

Where did you see this?

In one of the trailers. One of the

trailers was open and we went inside.

I'm... I'm not...

I'm not messing with you.

I swear.

He's not. He's not.

I... We both swear.

They're all cut up.

Okay, get Kinsey

back in the trailer.

What?

- Take Kinsey back to the trailer.

- Okay.

Call the police

and lock the door, okay?

Okay.

- Do you know how to get back there?

- Yeah.

- Can you show me?

- Yeah, I think so.

We came from there.

I'm scared, Dad.

Who would do

something like that?

Okay.

- You're okay.

- No, I'm not.

- You're okay.

- No, I'm not. No, I'm not.

They weren't okay. They weren't okay.

They weren't okay.

You are going to be okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Mom.

Mom, the phones.

The phones.

Mommy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Hello.

Hello.

9-1-1 emergency.

Hello, can you hear me?

Hello. Can you hear me?

- Mom.

- Hello?

Hello? Hell...

Mom. Mom.

Mom?

Mom.

What do you want? Hello?

- Hello!

- Mom!

Can you hear me?

I need to report a murder.

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