Dark Floors Page #6

- Sarah?

- Where are you going?

- It has to stop.

What're you talking about?

Ben!

What happened?

I don't know,

there were these people...

but, it was like they couldn't

see me, or something...

Ben.

Get Sarah.

It's ok, we're gonna get

you out of here soon.

What the hell?

Emily.

Emily, I gotta get you...

No, take Sarah, you can

come back for me later.

No, that is not going to happen.

Okay.

No...

We need to get outta here!

- Just try to hold on, baby.

- She's sleeping into a coma.

Through those doors we

can get to the garage.

Come on, let's go!

Ben!

Emily!

Emily!

Oh God...

Open up this door!

It's ok, I'm gonna

get you outta there.

- Please, open this door!

- It's stuck.

Please, please, please...

Please, open it...

No, God...

It's coming.

It's coming.

- It's here, it's here.

- Sarah, What's here?

Hold on, baby!

Sarah, you're alright?

Again and again and again...

How the hell, do we get outta here?

No, no, no, no, no...

This can't be happening.

Everyone will die.

What happens, will happen.

Sarah please, If you know

how to stop this, do it.

What happens, will happen.

What happens, will happen.

Okay...

It's not your fault, it's not.

It's not your fault.

You stay here, ok?

Someone will come and get you.

Hey...

Sleep tight, baby, sleep tight.

Don't let those bed-bugs bite.

I love you.

Somebody will come and get you.

Sarah.

Sarah.

What're you doing here?

No.

Try to hold on for

another minute, baby.

No, not anymore.

I'd like to go home now.

You don't understand,

light can't live in darkness.

No, you're not going to do that.

Sarah, I don't feel cold anymore.

I want a blue crayon.

I want a blue crayon.

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