All eight of them scatter and jump out of the way to the ground. Kisha's car cuts through the group, and makes bone crushing contact by hitting Dawg. The impact sends Dawg through the air and into the woods. Kisha's car spins out of control and crushes head first into a tree that Dawg just flew over. Everyone stands up. | |
 | Is everyone okay? Claire? |
 | I'm fine. I scratched up my elbow a little, but it's fine. |
 | I think I fucked up my knee again, and my arm is sore. I think I have something in my eye. My head hurts. |
 | I'm fine. |
 | I'm fine. |
| | Derek's a walking injury, anyway. |
| | Shut-up, Dick. |
 | You all right, Michelle? |
 | Yeah, I'm... |
Just then, a hand grabs Michelle's shoulder. | |
| | Ahhhh! |
Everyone turns, and sees Greg, with his pants on, and no shirt. | |
 | What the fuck are you guys doing? |
Kim looks out the back window of Greg's car and sees the group, and sees Kisha's car smoking, sitting by a tree. | |
 | Oh shit, she tried to kill Dave here. I need to get the fuck out of here. |
She jumps into the driver seat and looks for the keys. She remembers Greg throwing them in the floorboard earlier. | |
| | Greg, were you fucking Kim? |
| | Ha, yeah. |
| | I'm going to puke. |
| | So she's back there in your car? |
| | Yeah, why? |
| | She sent Kisha after me to kill me or something, and nearly killed all of us. |
| | I think we should kill her. |
| | Hey, where's Dawg at? |
Just then, Amanda and Robert's Ranger is seen swerving around the road. | |
| | What are they doing? |
It swerves into the yard, and the vehicle suddenly stops quickly, rocking the vehicle back and forth, sending broken glass flying out of the cab. | |
| | Did you just see that broken glass? |
| | I'm going to see what happened. |
Michelle and Carl take off toward the stopped Ranger, still running. | |
| | Seriously, where's Dawg? |
Everyone looks around, and see nothing but Kisha's car. Suddenly, they hear Greg's car start up. | |
| | Damn it, that bitch better not drive that. The "drive" and "reverse" are backwards on it, and she doesn't know that. |
Greg's Taurus suddenly peels out and speeds toward them backwards. They hear Kim screaming from inside the vehicle, as they all move out of the way, and she slams Greg's car into the back of Kisha's car, still jammed to the tree. Everyone runs up to the vehicle, and Becker pulls Kim out of the vehicle. Her head is bleeding. | |
| | You think we should check on Kisha? |
| | Fuck that bitch, I hope she fucking died. |
| | Kim, wake the fuck up! |
| | Dave? I love you. |
| | Right, that's why you sent Kisha after me, huh? |
| | I did no such thing. |
Derek walks around the mangled metal of the vehicles and walks up to Kisha's driver door. She is not in the car. | |
| | Um, guys? |
| | Why are you such a fucking psycho? |
| | Dave, I'm sorry. |
| | Oh, so now you admit you did it? |
| | I... I mean, um... |
| | Um, guys?! |
| | That's exactly what I thought, you stupid cunt. Claire! |
| | Yeah? |
| | Beat the fuck out of her! |
Claire swings her boot and plants it in Kim's forehead. Kim grabs her bloody forehead and rolls over, and begans crying. Claire keeps on, and begans kicking and punching Kim. | |
| | Motherfuckers! |
| | Robert and Amanda aren't in the truck! |
Michelle and Carl are still standing over by the truck, yelling at the group. | |
| | Yeah, the glass is busted out, but they're not in there! |
Derek runs over to the group, angry, and worried. | |
| | You deaf motherfuckers, Kisha is not in the car! |
| | What?! |
Suddenly, a figure leaps past Michelle and stabs Carl in the back. | |
| | Oh fuck! |
| | What the...? |
Kisha, with an evil glare, grabs Carl by the neck and turns him around, keeping the knife stuck in Carl's back. | |
| | You bitch, fucking let go of him! |
 | I'm not giving up until all of you people are dead! |
Derek, Dusty, Greg and Swift watch the situation with an awe, as Becker pulls Claire off of Kim, and points to Kisha. | |
| | Derek... |
| | Yeah? |
| | I found Kisha. |
Across the street, in another set of woods, Amanda and Plummer lay on the ground. Plummer has a bloody lip, and slash marks on his shoulders, which ripped through his shirt, which now barely dangles from him. Amanda's nose is bleeding, and she is showing the signs of a black eye. | |
 | Amanda? |
Plummer's voice is hoarse. | |
 | Yeah? |
As well as Amanda's. | |
| | Are you okay? |
| | My nose and eye hurts, but other than that... |
| | Yeah, my shoulder is all scratched up, and my lip is busted I think. |
| | What happened? |
| | All I remember is driving, and then the front glass breaking. That's it. |
| | The front glass broke? |
| | Yeah. |
| | I am pissed now. |
The wind begins to blow harshly at them, and they cuddle up together. They start to shiver from the cold wind, and a black figure hovers above the trees they huddle under. They look extremely frightened. | |
| | My fucking truck... |
| | Kisha, why the hell are you doing this?! |
Kisha, choking Carl and keeping the knife in Carl's back, in front of the Ranger, has one pissed off look on her face. Michelle, standing by the driver's door, looks scared out of her mind. | |
| | I hate all of you. |
| | You don't even know us. |
| | I know enough. |
| | Dude, seriously, where the fuck is Dawg? |
| | I don't know, man, I have no fucking clue! |
| | I don't understand what's going on, dude. |
| | There are a couple of psychotic bitches around here, that's what's going on. |
| | I heard that, you cunt. |
Claire flips her off. But suddenly, they hear a scream from the woods across the street. | |
| | That was Amanda! |
She begins crying. | |
| | Why the fuck is all of this happening? |
| | Becker, we'll go find Amanda and Plummer, so you stay here with psycho girl. |
| | All right, man. |
Swift, Dusty, Derek and Greg take off running across the street, and Kisha keeps her eyes on Becker. | |
| | Kisha, there is no point to doing this. |
| | You know you fucked me over so long ago, Becker, why do you act like nothing is wrong? |
| | So it's fucking worth killing people over? |
| | Yep. |
She forces the knife in even more, and Carl's face begins to cringe. He starts to cry, but silently. | |
| | But why are you taking it out on my boyfriend? |
| | It adds irony to the situation. |
| | Carl, I am so sorry, this is all my fault. You came out here because of me. |
| | It's okay. I forgive you. Ahhh... |
| | You two need to take this shit to... |
Suddenly, a gun shot rings out through the air. Kisha, Carl and Michelle's eyes turn, and see the front of Claire's head bleeding, and she drops to the ground. Becker jumps and grabs her, and sees the bullet hole that went through the back of her head out through the front. | |
| | Claire, oh my fucking... |
He then has a worried look on his face, as he turns his head, and sees Kim standing, with a smoking gun in her hand. | |
| | Oh fuck. |
Becker stands, and Kim points the gun at him. | |
| | Duck. |
| | What? |
| | Duck. |
| | Goose? |
| | Fucking move! |
Becker ducks out of the way, and Kim fires, blasting Kisha in the forehead. She flies backwards about four feet, and drops dead to the ground. Carl falls to his knees and Michelle runs up to him. Becker stands back up and looks at Kim. | |
| | Thank you, Kim, I knew you'd do the right... |
| | Shut the fuck up, Becker. |
| | What? |
| | I did that to save Carl. You are the only one that deserves to die. |
| | Kim, don't do this. |
| | Bye, bye, baby. |
She then points the gun at him, and hugs the trigger with her finger. Meanwhile, in the woods, Swift, Dusty, Derek and Greg walk over logs and fallen down trees, sticks, twigs, leaves... and blood. They constantly yell Amanda and Plummer's names, and get no response. | |
| | Amanda, Plummer, where the fuck are you two at? |
| | Help! |
Her voice rings out from behind them, and they take off running. They hop over some fallen trees, and that's when they see Amanda sitting up against a tree, bleeding from her nose. She's crying, and looking up. | |
| | Amanda, are you okay? Where's Plummer? |
She slowly points her finger up into the sky. The four slowly move their heads, and look up, to see Plummer floating through the air, with a black figure holding him up there. The figure is the image of a gruesome demon, with glowing red eyes, and sharp, white teeth. It's wings flap in the cold wind, as it's claws hold over Plummer's neck, ready to kill. Plummer's eyes are closed, and he breaths hard. Swift stops looking and Derek and Dusty look at the monster with pure amazement. | |
| | The house across the street isn't haunted, it's the woods across the street that holds this cocksucker. |
