Devil in the Dark Page #3

what you're doing does not mean

i need you to pack me a bag.

Right.

Well, then

let's take your car.

Why do you gotta

be such a dick?

I see you traded in

dad's old truck.

Yeah, dad's died

a few years back.

He left you the house,

he left you the truck.

What else did he leave you?

Guilt?

You scared the piss outta me.

Will you come on?

I wanna get there before dark.

That's dad's gun, right?

Yep.

Can I use yours?

No.

You can't hit the bright side

of a barn with dad's gun.

Can I drive?

Also no.

You ready?

No.

Man, I love this place.

Yeah, it's great.

So how far are we going?

Well, we re gonna hike

around to that point,

then we are right

on the plateau.

Wow.

Yeah, i-i still

don t understand why

we don't just take the quad

all the way up there.

I mean, it's a machine

that's built to do that.

Because, precious,

we're doing this old school.

I want the sound of engines and

the smell of gas miles behind.

Poetic.

So we're gonna hike up

to the plateau.

Yeah. Why?

Uh. Nothin'.

Just the, uh, the guys

last night, they were sayin'--

okay, what did your ladies

tell you last night?

Nothing. They just said nobody

goes up there anymore.

Let me guess. They told you

the story of Doug Grant?

Yeah.

Doug had no business being

up here.

The guy was half retarded.

You know, in the civilized world

we don't use that word anymore.

Just so you know.

Whatever.

People don't come up here

'cause it's a b*tch to hike to,

not because of some

old wives tale.

And I bet there are huge deer

just begging to be harvested.

And this was your idea.

Killed.

Huh?

Huge deer up there

just begging to be killed

is what you meant.

Whatever.

I bet even if we miss

we could just walk up and...

Club them with your gun.

Yeah, exactly.

Hey, screw it, man.

Listen, I'm in.

Let's go kill some deer

in the face.

Harvest.

Uh, murder.

Okay, Clint, get him on target.

Don't bring your head

to the scope,

but bring the scope

to your head.

Right.

Aim a bit to the right,

the wind'll push it a bit.

You wanna hit him

in the chest.

Okay. I got it, dad.

When you're ready.

He's down.

Great shot, son!

Now the hard work

begins, huh?

The fun stops

when the animal drops.

Hey.

You always wanna keep the shell

from your first kill.

Okay, dad.

You know, there's shooting light

for about another hour or so.

You wanna see

what we can see?

Uh... nah.

You can,

knock yourself out.

I think I'm just gonna chill out

here for a moment.

Oh, yeah.

All right.

Did you hear that noise?

It was hard to miss.

Well, have you ever heard

anything like that before?

No, never.

The hell was that?

Relax, child.

There's a bunch of mines

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