La casa 3 Page #3

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For Christ's sake,

will you cut it out?

We got enough trouble as is

around here.

Okay. I'm with you. We gotta

get to the bottom of this.

You got any ideas?

My radio's in the truck.

All I can think of is

we tune in to 1790 MHZ,

we listen all night, say about,

two or three miles from here.

- Me too?

- Right.

You tune in

to the same frequency

but don't send any messages.

- You got it?

- Got it.

What do you think will happen?

We'll see.

Feel like keeping me company?

I don't want

to go back to Boston.

Okay, let's get organized.

By the way, Tina,

why didn't you tell us

that you went over the wall

at school?

I asked the headmistress

for permission.

Bullshit. I just talked to her

an hour ago.

- But, I...

- Tina.

If there's something

that really pisses me off,

it's your constant lying.

It's like you get

some perverted pleasure

out of making things up.

Idiots. You're all against me.

I hate you!

I hate you all!

I hate you.

Is it okay?

Yeah, it's okay.

We just have to wait.

You think it will work?

I don't know.

Maybe we never should've

come here.

This house is weird.

It's like something really

horrible happened here once.

Oh, you just think that

'cause nobody lives here.

Empty houses are always creepy.

Oh, yeah.

Well, how come

no one does live here?

Nothing's gonna happen.

This is getting boring.

It's already 11:
04.

Oh, my God, what was that?

Listen, you stay here.

I'm going downstairs

to take a look.

Who are you?

What do you want?

For God's sakes...

Somebody help me.

Help!

Help!

That was Jim.

Incredible.

Just like the other night.

Jim!

Jim! Answer me!

Oh, no.

No.

No.

Come on, let's go.

Mark! Help!

Mark! Help!

Mark! Help!

Help! Mark!

Get in the camper now.

Lock the door.

Help!

Help!

Mark!

Help!

Help!

Jesus Christ.

Mark, you're hurt.

It's all right. I'll be okay.

Look, it's that man.

What happened?

The guy was attacking Tina

with an ax.

Thank God I got there in time.

She's safe inside the camper.

You're losing

a lot of blood, Mark.

We gotta get you

to the hospital.

We'll turn him over

to the police.

- Where's Jim?

- I don't know.

We got separated.

We heard these weird noises

like laughing

coming from the first floor.

He took off to check it out.

Jim?

Jim?

Jim.

Help! Hurry!

Paul!

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, sure.

He went that way.

Damn it.

- He just got by us.

- Forget it.

He's gone now.

- Did you tell Tina about Jim?

- Yeah.

You think she'll be okay?

I gave her a tranquilizer.

She's asleep.

Don't worry, I'll stay with her.

Come on, Mark, let's go.

Lock yourself inside the camper.

Don't open the door

for any reason

until I get back

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