Alien Abduction Page #3

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This thing knows exactly where we ...

What the hell was that?

Is everybody OK?

- Get that goddam thing out of my face!

- Peter!

- Hi.

- Hi.

Ri, can you put down the camera for a second, hon?

Yep.

- I mean...

- Why would a crow hit our car like that?

I don't know, Ri.

It's balance must've been off or something.

I'm not sure.

I'm really sorry I lost my temper.

I love you so much, kid.

What do you say we go find a gas station?

Sure, dad.

I think your mother's pissed off at me.

Yep.

I'm very sorry.

I'm sorry.

Road to nowhere.

Oh, come on.

There has got to be gas out here somewhere.

- Nobody comes up here.

- Even meth heads need gas.

- Jillian, you asleep?

- Like I could sleep!

- Hey, guys, a mailbox.

- What?

Imagine living out here,

in the middle of nowhere?

- 31... Number 31.

- That's right, Riley.

Isn't that where the 'Unabomber' lives?

31... 31... 31...

Jesus, I wonder where number 32 is?

Cheerful!

That's encouraging.

- I'm gonna have a heart attack.

- So much fun.

I'm actually gonna have a heart attack, I think.

Dad, look at that one.

Don't do that when I'm driving!

Jesus, you freaked me out.

Recalculating route.

- What's it doing?

- Recalculating route.

What the he...? It's recalculating.

Like I took a wrong...

turn or something. I...

- I don't get it.

- Recalculating.

- It's not even sure of its road.

- Because no one uses it?

It doesn't make any sense. There's no signal.

Maybe something is interfering

with the satellite, or something.

Recalculating.

Any kind of signal on that thing?

Recalculat ...

Whoa! What in the hell is this?

What the heck?

Oh, my God. Is that an accident?

Doesn't look like one.

- Is anybody in there?

- No.

- No, no one's there.

- Where are they?

I don't know.

Jesus!

- What the hell?

- What the hell's going on here?

- Whoa!

- Peter!

Whoa!

- This is really weird.

- Recalculating.

Here, look at all this stuff.

- This is just...

- There aren't any people.

OK, umm...

The people who own these

cars have to be somewhere.

Dad, this is really creeping me out.

Yeah, no, I'm with you.

- Maybe we should turn around, now.

- We-we don't have any choice.

We have no gas, we can't get back to

the highway, we have to go this way.

Allright. So, umm...

You guys all sit tight, OK?

I'm gonna find these folks.

- Are you-are you serious?

- Careful, Peter.

- Yes, I'm serious, Corey.

- I'm going with you, Dad.

I'm coming, too.

Guys, I'd really rather you not. I'd

rather you stay in the ca...

OK, that's good.

- Mom, I gotta pee.

- Hold on, honey. I'm gonna come with you.

Riley, you gonna go with your dad? Peter?

- Yeah?

- Keep an eye on him?

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