The Graveyard Page #2

your demons, Jack?

What the hell is going on, man?

Hey, I think that

we're all just tired.

Why don't we get some rest...

and meet back up

at the boathouse, huh?

For some dinner.

How's that sound?

Come on.

It's good to see you, man.

Jack hasn't changed a bit.

I can't believe

he brought his girlfriend.

He's such a jerk.

Well, that's Jack.

- What was that?

- I don't know.

- Let's go.

- Yeah, good idea.

Help!

Let me outta here!

F***in' A, man!

What are you?!

What the f*** are you doing?!

I've got something

you can polish.

God, I just love a woman

that cleans.

What's that?

I don't know.

Probably just a beaver.

Now do me.

Oh, my God!

Well, I brought you this

to apologize for before...

but I guess I'll have

to think of another way.

I'm sure I can think of a way.

So what are you guys

up here for anyway?

Weekend getaway?

Kind of. A reunion.

Oh, yeah? For what?

One of our friends

died up here.

No sh*t?

Are you kidding me?

No.

Impressive.

Yeah. It'll be over in

just a second. Just wait.

What?! Is that it?

I gotta go check something out.

You want me to come with you?

No, it's OK. I'll be all right.

OK. See you at

the boathouse tonight.

All right.

Bobby?

You know, in life...

there are consequences.

Bobby, you scared

the sh*t out of me.

Here, go ahead.

Look in the bag.

Just know that

there's consequences.

There's always

consequences in life.

I'm gonna head back up

to the boathouse.

Whoo. Be careful.

'Cause the woods are not

exactly safe right now.

What does he mean,

"The woods aren't safe?"

What do you think he means?

He's been locked up

this whole time...

thinking about what happened,

what he did.

What we all did.

It was Bobby's idea

to scare Eric.

His and Jack's.

We were just

going along with it.

That's why we're up here, Michelle.

It's like you said,

it's time to let it go.

Yeah, what about his family?

His mom and his dad,

his little brother?

They're dead.

Are you serious?

I tried to call them.

I thought maybe

they'd wanna join us up here...

help them heal their pain, too.

Look.

That's terrible.

That's not the worst part.

It wasn't an accident.

The police found that

someone poured gasoline...

all over Eric's old room.

Poor Eric.

Look, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset

you guys more.

I demand food.

Dumped your girlfriend already?

It's gotta be some kind

of world record, even for you.

Actually, I gave her

the orgasm of her young life.

She won't be walking

again for a few days.

What, she break her legs

trying to get away?

What was that?

Maybe Bobby's right.

Maybe these woods aren't safe.

Oh, take a chill pill.

It's not like Jason's

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