Boogeyman 2 Page #3

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It was electroshock therapy

and sensory deprivation.

It turned her into a vegetable.

She would just stare at the wall

and she'd mumble.

It's probably the worst sound in the world.

And then I found out that it was hereditary,

and I was so scared

I was going to become her one day.

UntiI I faced my fear.

- How?

- By studying it.

I became a psychiatrist

because I wanted to understand the illness.

Laura, you just have to expose the fear

and really look at it, and you will get better.

But it's your choice.

Good night, Gloria.

Buzz me out.

See you tomorrow.

- Yo, Mark.

- Yeah?

- The package arrived.

- It did?

- You know, the one you've been waiting for.

- Halftime, all right?

- Thank you very much.

- CooI.

Hey, not on the floor.

I turned the basement lights on.

Yeah. Sure, no problem, man. Thanks.

Hey, ladies.

F***, f***! Ow! F***!

Perry?

Hey, I'm still down here!

Hey. Hey!

Hey, I'm still down here!

Hey, I'm still down here!

Hey, I'm down here! Wait!

Jesus Christ! Help me!

I'm down here! Please! Help!

Anybody there?

Hello?

How did he... I mean, you just don't fall

into an elevator shaft.

You do if it's dark

and you're baked out of your mind

on Perry's hydroponic pick of the day.

Sorry, I don't mean to state the obvious,

but wasn't Mark afraid of the dark?

The police think

that Mark's fear instigated his fall.

He turned off the lights

to avoid being caught.

And once it was dark, he panicked.

Wait.

But I heard Gloria tell the police

that he was

cut in half.

I mean,

that doesn't sound like an accident to me.

Apparently, he tried to climb out

of the elevator shaft,

but he only got halfway into the basement

before the car came down on him.

Every time I think about it,

- and all the blood that...

- Whose chair is this?

Doctor, this isn't my chair.

This isn't my chair!

- Who stole my chair?

- PauI...

- Who stole it?

- PauI. Right over here. Is that it, there?

You've got to breathe.

You need to breathe.

Okay, wait.

Here, here, let me feeI. Come on.

Here's your hand soap.

Get in your seat.

Here, I've got it right here.

Here, let me help you.

Let me get that off there.

Mark was the only one

who actually believed I could get better.

He made me believe it, too.

We'll take as much time as is needed

- for you to absorb Mark's accident.

- No, don't.

It doesn't sound like an accident to me.

I think somebody else turned the lights off.

Like who, Laura?

- Maybe it was the Boogeyman?

- Nicky.

Maybe it was.

- This is counterproductive.

- Counterproductive?

Laura has as much right as anyone

to share her fear with the group.

I'm sorry.

Let's reconvene later today, okay?

Hey, whoa, whoa, slow down.

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