The Scarehouse Page #4

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Okay.

Right.

Be right back, big boy.

What the f***? We have to get rid of him.

No, we don't.

We have a plan and we stick to it.

How far are we going to get

if he wanders out of there?

He's piss drunk,

he probably won't even remember!

Oh, probably?

This is your fault. You were supposed

to make this place idiot proof!

This is applied engineering.

It's a fourth year class.

You know I only had textbook theory

for half a semester.

- It's the same thing.

- No, it's not!

I built this place on a lot of theory

and this is a test run.

So give me a fricken break

on a few minor flaws.

Minor flaws?

Forgetting to put out chips and dip

is a minor flaw. A witness is major!

Everyone's going to know we did this,

Corey! Why do you even care?

He's not leaving here alive.

You're going to lock him in that closet

and someone's going

to find him when we're done.

Do you understand?

Fine, but I'm knocking him out.

Whatever.

Go.

Grab his phone. Go!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, you guys,

please help me! Please!

Please help me!

Hey!

Shut up, b*tch!

Your acting sucks balls.

- She's really hot, though.

- Yeah, in a mousey way.

No! No! Oh, my God, you guys!

Stop! Please!

Please, no more.

We'll go to the police together.

You don't get to enter a plea deal.

It didn't work for Elaina and I in court.

Please stop.

You're lucky you only had

one night of torment.

The cards fell exactly as they should've.

Two people in jail instead of all of us.

So we didn't matter?

Swept under the rug.

Brandon's family hating us.

People throwing rocks

through my mom's window.

No chance at a normal life,

and all for what?

So you could keep whoring your way through

the student body trying to not feel alone?

Katrina, look at me!

I lost everything!

My family says they know it was a mistake,

but I can see it in their faces.

In all their faces!

I'm a f***ing disgrace!

Go on, Katrina, bargain with that.

You want money? 'Cause if you let me call

my dad, he'll give you anything you want.

Oh, that's rich.

That way you can see us go back to jail

while you cover your scars with more money?

You think this is funny?

Elaina, you know how Matt kept

visiting you in jail those first few months?

Yeah, I f***ed him every night

when he got back.

Told him everything was going to be okay.

He confided in me.

Why do you think he stopped visiting?

I helped him get over you,

like the rest of us did.

People move on. I think you should too.

But now, instead,

you're going back to jail

where you belong!

No, I won't be. See you in hell,

you arrogant, diseased twat.

Well, that was unscripted.

I... I told you, I...

I only have the theory down.

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