Hush Page #3

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It's really tough up close, and you would

have to be close to land a kill shot.

He will be moving.

You can't even figure out how to load it.

- Go outside.

- Get the power back on.

Go outside. Get the power back on.

He could have flipped a switch

or cut the wires.

- Hiding.

- Hiding.

Bedroom, bathroom, loft.

Windows in each. All he needs is a rock.

All he needs is a rock.

The loft has no cover,

no doors to barricade.

Best-case scenario, he doesn't find you

and you bleed to death.

...doesn't find me and I bleed to death.

- Outside.

- Head outside.

- Crawl space.

- Go back outside.

- Crawl space.

- The crawl space.

- I tried that once.

- He knows you tried that.

There is little room to manoeuvre.

If he figures out you are there...

If he figures out I'm there...

I don't think you will last that long.

- I don't think I will last that long.

- You are cold, dizzy, and you're sweaty.

Your fingernails are blue.

Your vision is fading.

We are running out of time!

How long before you can't even walk,

or stand up, or see?

Sooner or later, he is coming in here.

He knows I am bleeding out.

Once he is in this house, it is over.

He is bigger, stronger and faster.

And he has got the advantage.

He has the advantage.

He can hear you.

I can't run.

I can't hide.

And we can't wait.

You go outside, you are dead.

Too many endings.

They are all the same.

All the same.

Which means there is only one ending

he won't expect.

Ending...

If you can't run, hide, or wait...

...what does that leave?

Kill him.

Yeah... I never would have won that fight.

Oh, John, John, John.

These things will kill you.

What do you think, John?

Hm?

Should I go in there...

and get this over with?

Yeah.

You're probably right.

I should wait a while longer...

...until she has lost more blood.

I don't want to tempt a shot...

...in case her aim is any better

than her judgement.

Oh, hey there!

Hey.

Is this your house?

Does your mommy live there?

Let's check.

Aww!

Welcome home, puss.

It's OK. You're gonna see Mommy very soon.

Or, at least, she will see you...

...nailed to the front...

I'm coming in.

You know what?

I think that you're holding out on me.

I bet if I hit the right spot...

...I can make you scream.

You f***ing c*nt.

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