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Come!

Let go of me!

The game is over.

What are those monsters?

I thought they were your playmates.

So do you want me to kill you?

Then you can be my next playmate!

Don't kill this one!

You have orders!

Hey, you've got the wrong man.

I don't care.

Just let the guy go.

That's why you're

nothing more than a punk.

Wow.

This is getting complicated.

Hey, she's been taken away.

Huh?

What are you talking about?

That runt shot

my arm and took the girl.

Jesus, the both of you!

You're both crazy!

Are you turning back now?

I'll play with you later.

So just wait here.

You just let him go?

I'm disappointed in you.

Don't you get it?

It'll be easier if we let

that guy find the girl for us.

Huh?

We'll get them both

after they're together.

Now I see!

You're using your brain!

Keep both of them alive...

Those were his orders exactly.

Oh, too bad.

It doesn't matter anymore.

He's going to die anyway.

I'll be in charge from now on.

What?

It's all been planned.

He's just coming here to die.

Don't fool with me!

What was that?

It'd be a pain in the ass

if you became a monster,

so die slowly.

Are you okay?

Yeah...

But this place is f***ed up.

Nothing can stop me...

Not even those monsters...

Don't worry.

Come on, run faster!

Bastards...

Are you okay?

It hurts...

Hey...

Your hand!

They took it...

Those bastards!

Damn it!

We'll make them pay for this.

Shouldn't we report back?

No...

We'll search for them

and destroy them!

But...

We don't know where they are.

I know what they're thinking.

They must've taken the mountain

paths instead of going down the highway.

I was trained at FBl

headquarters in Langley.

I'm an expert at profiling.

An expert?

So, expert, where in the mountains?

Don't worry.

I'll track them down.

I grew up at Yellowstone

National Park in Canada.

A natural-born hunter!

A hunter?

Which way?

No!

Shut the f*** up!

What's wrong with this place?

He'll come after us.

Let me go!

This is so insane.

You...

You did all this?

It's all your fault!

Stop...

You're crazy...

Hey.

No!

What do you want?

You don't have to kill this one.

Shut up. Don't preach at me.

You can't hurt people for no reason.

In the world these days,

a lot of people are better off dead.

That's not for you to judge.

What are you, a preacher?

Okay, fine.

Let's go.

Look, no more killing, okay?

We've been waiting.

Since you three are here,

it'll all be over soon, right?

M-My gun...

Hey, who the hell are you?

How did you get here?

I was kidnapped...

What?

I can't remember.

Huh?

I can't remember

anything about what happened

before I got here.

What the hell are you talking about?

How about you?

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