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He had to hold his breath before he realized

that the pounding in his ears was his own heartbeat.

There was another sound.

Distant but gaining.

Decisive and calculating.

As he tried to isolate the direction of the sound,

it dawned on him that the place he had chosen to hide...

was the only place there was to hide.

And so it was the only place anyone would think to look.

Hello?

Is someone out there?

Hello?

Just the wind. That's all.

Is someone there?

Who's there?

I need bandages.

Are you gonna help me or what?

Yeah.

Towels, I'll...

Thanks.

Are you all right?

Okay, not dead.

Good.

You don't mind, do you?

-No. -There's no TV.

Keep staring like that.

Sorry.

For a minute there, I thought I'd imagined you.

Nope, I'm all real.

Guess I'm lucky I didn't get stuck with that thing.

Uh, I must have given you quite a scare.

My ride broke down.

Lost looking for a gas station.

Everything looks the same out there in the dark.

Your hands.

Yeah, I, um...

I fell.

Um...

Like I said, the dark.

I'm, uh, glad you could take care of yourself.

I'm not that good with blood.

You're a writer?

Trying to be.

And you write on that thing?

I like the sounds.

Helps me focus on the work.

You famous?

Not yet. One or two fans though.

What are you writing?

A novel.

You could call it a mystery-thriller type thing.

Really?

Good place for it.

No distractions.

Till last night, I've been staring at a blank page.

What happened last night?

I was inspired.

Me?

I'm honored.

I, um... I could call someone for you.

No one to call.

Then I'll drive you into town.

Thanks.

Uh... by the way, um, last night,

how did you get in?

It was right here.

I, I didn't know that was there.

I thought this was your place.

I'm just renting while I write.

You knew that?

Suspected as much.

I've been here before a long time ago. Hunting.

I'm gonna grab some stuff from my car.

Then you'll be back?

For my clothes, yeah.

Great. I'm gonna drive you into town.

Great.

You were following me.

Yes, I was.

Sorry.

I just... I was getting ideas.

For my novel. I mean,

a lot of really crazy ideas.

I'd like to try and fix the car myself

if you're cool with me sticking around a while longer.

Sure, no problem.

Hey, do you have any tools back at the cabin?

We could look.

Later. I've got some things

I can do here first.

Hey.

I hate having my picture taken.

Let me see.

-I can't. -Let me see.

I can't. It's a film camera.

No screen.

Don't you use anything modern?

This will last forever.

You have three new messages.

First new message received yesterday at 4:30 p.m.

Ben, it's Jamie.

Where are you?

Look, I'm trying to stay

as calm as possible,

but I can't believe you'd just

disappear like this.

We need to talk. I only...

I only want to try and understand.

I don't want to fight. I just want to know that you're okay.

- I'm gonna keep trying you, but if you get this before I--

Who are you?

Who's the guy?

Jamie. When did you get here?

Did you get my message?

I just heard it.

I swear.

So, who is the guy?

I, I don't know really.

-He's just a stranger. -Oh.

He needed help.

Since when are you so friendly to strangers?

You were a stranger once.

- I was friendly to you. - Bad comparison.

I'm glad you came.

I missed you.

-I was gonna call. -I'm glad you didn't.

We would have had another fight.

I don't want to fight anymore.

It doesn't sound like you.

I thought... a lot

about what you said.

And...

And I think you're right.

It's your decision.

Whatever I may feel about it, personally.

I think...

...you're just telling me what I want to hear.

Of course, I am.

Now that I found myself with some competition.

You don't have any competition.

Promise?

Promise.

You know, I just gotta work

on getting you out of the closet.

Think I'll be able to?

I think you can.

Who are you talking to?

No one.

I, uh...

The book, right?

That's right.

I found some tools.

I'm gonna head back out to the car.

Okay.

Good luck.

Come on, Jamie, please answer.

Where have you been?

Trying to fix the car.

-Any luck? -It's dead.

I think I'd like to drive you back to town tonight.

In this weather? Brave man.

It'll take you two hours to drive there, and another two to drive back.

How's the story, uh, coming along?

All right.

I was struggling to get a grip of my antagonist.

That's the, the bad guy, right?

Yeah.

He got a name?

-Not yet. -That's good.

I like a mystery.

What have you got in the trunk?

My clothes.

My hunting rifle.

My own shit.

What difference does it make to you?

What, do you think I got a body in there?

I might have been thinking that, yeah.

Look, I can go sleep in my car if you want.

In this weather? Brave man.

I'm used to it.

Look.

You might as well know that...

...I've been out of work and... I lost my place.

I've been living out of my car.

Oh.

That's why I was heading up here. I...

I thought I might be able to crash if, if it was empty.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize.

It's not your problem.

Times are tough, right?

Yeah.

I'm gonna take a shower.

Sure.

What are you doing?

I...

What are you doing?

Um...

Clothes are dry.

Thanks.

You found this whole thing

like something outta your story.

What do you think?

Where's your cross?

What?

I found it on the floor the other night.

Didn't you see it?

Yeah.

Don't you wear it?

I, uh, put it in a pocket for safekeeping.

My, uh, my partner wears a cross like that.

Partner?

We're-- Well, I guess we're engaged.

You don't sound too sure.

It's one of the reasons why I chose to come here.

To be alone.

We've been... fighting a lot lately.

Ooh.

I know what that's like.

Women, right?

Yeah...

Women.

You know, I was thinking you should let me help you.

Uh, with what?

Your story.

I find you a little scary.

You do?

Yeah.

The mysterious drifter that comes in from the night.

I've written you half a dozen times.

How do you come up with your ideas?

Well... it depends.

I usually start by thinking about what frightens me

and then... go from there.

What's your worst fear?

Being buried alive or trapped somewhere.

I'm... claustrophobic.

What's yours?

I'll let you know when I find out.

So you're not afraid of me then?

Why would I be afraid of you?

Well... I'm just as much as stranger to you as you are to me.

How can you be sure of my intentions?

I could be anyone.

I could've bodies buried all around this place.

Yeah, but you don't.

But it's possible.

How can you be sure?

Yeah, you're right. I'm just pure as the driven snow, but...

...it would make for a great twist.

You really make money writing this stuff?

You didn't like it?

No, it's not that.

It's just your main guy. He makes a lot of mistakes.

Well, that's kind of the point.

He, he doesn't know what The Man is planning.

Mm.

Not him. The main guy.

-The...? -The antagonist, the, The Man, the one without a name.

Why, why doesn't he have a name by the way?

He never gave it.

Besides, he's the villain, not the hero.

Seems like you're more interested in him.

Well, you have to think like the killer

when you are writing one of these stories.

How so?

Well, take my story as an example.

I based it on a real case.

That's why I chose to come to this cabin.

Was someone murdered here?

They never found out.

See those clippings?

Months of investigation and they never found the body.

Not a surprise you've been so jumpy.

I know, right?

So what do you think happened?

You could fill ten books

with the amount of disappearances

and accidents that have happened in these woods over the years.

The, the guy that went missing here is just one of the latest.

Maybe they're all connected.

Who knows?

But it works great for my story.

What?

Well...

...you know I've read quite a lot of what you have.

-Yeah, where are you up to? -The guy just got his throat

cut in his car.

Okay, so, that last part might have been my own invention.

You can tell it's not very smart.

My worst critic.

Why would he wait to kill him until he got into a car?

And, and, and why would he use a knife

and get his blood all over him?

It's suspenseful. He's playing with him.

It's stupid is what it is.

It wouldn't be easy.

Cleaning up the car to drive it back, getting the body out

without making more mess, then getting rid of it.

Okay.

Show me...

How would you do it?

Well, actually,

I was thinking about the other night when I got in...

...I could have done anything to you.

I came out of the woods at the front of the cabin and it was all dark.

I didn't think anyone was here,

but then I saw your car.

I walked up the steps to look for the key.

And that's when I saw you.

You were fast asleep.

But you'd have woken me up breaking in.

But I knew where the key was.

Your villain, he'd have known if he was watching the house.

Maybe. So you get in. Then what?

I walk towards you...

...quietly.

And then...

...no knives, no blood,

I think...

...I'd strangle you...

...just enough so you lose consciousness.

Why wouldn't you just kill me?

If I squeeze a little too hard, I might.

But I want to tie you up,

wait until you come around.

Try and find out if you had anything worth stealing,

if anyone else was about to turn up.

Then, maybe we could have a little fun.

Maybe it'd be time for your knife to come out.

That's too easy.

I wouldn't just sit here while you strangled me, I...

I'd grab this, make for the door.

-Maybe get you in the hand before. -Try it.

-What? -Head for the door.

I've got a knife. You better get back.

Come at me with it.

-No. -Go on, raise your hand.

Ah. Don't hurt yourself.

-Ah. -Did I hurt you?

No, I'm, I'm fine.

You see? Disarmed.

Yeah, well, I, I'd fight my way through.

I'd stop you.

Okay, come at me.

Are you sure you want this?

Yeah. Come on.

Fuck.

Not so easy, huh?

-I'll get through. -Will you?

Okay, okay. You've got me. Now what?

What are you doing?

Take your phone.

And then I keep squeezing.

Knock you out.

Ah.

Keep going.

-More? -Um, yeah, this is good.

I, I'm gonna use this. What next?

Grab me that chair.

Sit down.

Put your hands behind your back.

Ah!

Aren't you gonna gag me?

-No. -Then what's to stop me from screaming out for help?

This.

Besides, there's no one here to hear you anyway.

Good points.

Sir, you want money?

-Uh-huh. -Car keys?

That's right.

Then why don't you just kill me and go look for them yourself?

You're the suspense guy.

You're right.

There's no fun in that.

So what do you do?

Go for the weak points.

They taught us how to make a guy talk in the Marines.

I'll give you a few little nicks...

...on the neck...

...the cheek.

I won't talk.

Then we could move on to the fingers...

...the eyes...

...the balls.

Gulp. You better kill me quick.

I can't take any more.

Okay, well, you should be bleeding too much by now.

So...

Uh...

Keep the mess down to a minimum.

Okay. So I'm dead.

What's next?

I move your body.

You being tied up helps

because I can drag you by the rope.

Where do you move me to?

Mm. There's a deep lake out there.

I'd weigh you down and throw you in.

No good. Crime story 101,

I'd float eventually.

So what would you do?

I'd use the woods.

If the character had enough time to prepare,

he could've dug a pit for me.

-Not bad. -Of course, then there's disturbed earth.

-Uh, a watch that would go off by a metal detec-- -No possessions.

I'd take your valuables and your watch.

And... I'd take off all your clothes.

Oh, really?

I'm not a faggot.

I'd burn them.

Then it's just your body in the ground.

Untie me.

Sure.

Are we finished?

It's late.

I think I want to go to bed.

-Sure. -You gonna sleep there?

- If that's all right. - Sure.

There's a bedroom through there if you want.

Maybe I'll do some reading.

Ben.

Wake up.

Ben, you have to wake up.

Come on, Ben, you have to wake up.

Keys.

Shit.

Jesus.

-Car trouble? -Just warming it up for your ride into town.

Looks like you're not meant to leave.

I thought we were going tomorrow.

I've decided I'd like to drive you back tonight.

-Any reason? -Nope.

Come inside, it's freezing.

Maybe I can help you finish your story.

Here, princess.

-Fuck you! -Sorry?

-Don't you speak to me that way. -Well, I didn't mean--

Your faggot comment from before.

I'm gay.

My partner is a man.

-Really? -Yeah.

And you're fucking rude.

Careful now.

And he's on his way now.

So, I think it's time for you to go.

Now.

Leave now!

No.

Ben, I hope you're okay.

Look, don't get mad, but I...

I can't leave it like this.

I've rented a car

and I'm gonna be making my way up to you.

We need to talk.

And maybe I can help you finish your story or...

I'll see you soon.

You should've listened to your messages.

I read it through to the end.

I couldn't help myself.

It's thrilling stuff.

It's not finished yet.

It will be soon.

Does your villain have a name yet?

You never gave me your name.

Pick any of the names you found in my trunk.

I told you, you have to start thinking how your killer thinks.

Say, for instance, he wanted to make sure you couldn't leave.

What would he do?

You take the starter fuse.

Maybe.

I've got a story for you.

I think you'll find it interesting.

It's about a hitchhiker

trying to revisit an old haunt,

somewhere where he has good memories.

You see, it's sort of his anniversary

of when he was almost caught, but he still got away with it.

He always gets away with it.

He's had a lot of practice.

He's on the road,

alone in the night.

His favorite time.

Two headlights appear in the distance.

There's a killing moon, so he knows he should try his luck.

Hey, you're lucky I saw you.

Are you okay?

I am now.

-D-- Did you break down? -Um, a while back.

I can give you a lift if you want.

If you can help me find my way. I'm a little lost.

I don't, um, normally ride with strangers.

I'm harmless, I promise.

Okay.

He was easy prey.

Small and delicate.

How far are you going?

I'm not sure.

Right through to the end.

You could overpower him and then you could take his car.

But then, something interesting happened.

He told me he was going to see his boyfriend.

A writer.

I found out I was going to be famous.

I was... inspiration.

He tried so hard to get away.

You might have been able to help.

You were just a minute too late.

Hello?

Where is he?

Out there, in the woods.

I'll give you a head start.

Jamie?

Jamie, where are you?

Jamie?

Jamie, where are you?

Answer me, please.

Jamie?

Jamie, answer me.

Jamie, where are you?

Jamie!

Jamie, where are you?

Jamie, answer me, please!

Jamie.

Uh... Jamie.

Oh. You're alive. You're alive.

You're alive. You're alive.

Ben...

- Oh, I love you so much. - ...thought I would see you again.

I know. I know.

I know. Oh, God, you're freezing.

-We have to kill him. -We will. Shh. Shh-shh.

We have to be quiet. He's out there.

I wanted to see you, but I wanted, I wanted to...

I was wrong.

I was so wrong.

And I'm so sorry.

But, but I promise, I promise.

I don't care what anyone thinks.

I'm going to tell everyone about us

and we're going to be fine.

And I love you,

and I just don't care anymore.

Are just saying it because I'm half-buried?

I love you--

I love you too.

-Please get me out of here. -Okay.

You found each other.

Fuck you!

Stand up!

I'll kill you.

Get up. I mean it.

Turn around.

You see that shovel?

Pick it up.

What for?

Pick it up.

Now what?

You're going to fill him in.

What?

Dig now.

No.

Dig.

That's right.

Yeah.

Faster.

Jamie must have put a pretty good fight.

The mess you were when you stumbled in the other night.

Dig more.

You were shaking

and bleeding.

He didn't go down easy, did he?

Dig!

No.

What?

I'm not gonna do it.

You're just gonna have to shoot me.

I mean it.

So go on then. Shoot me!

I've had enough of this.

Do it.

Go on.

Do it!

Empty.

I wasted my last round on your friend down there.

It didn't kill him straightaway, but...

...it did the job.

Get up.

I want to see your eyes when I kill you.

Stay back.

Big blade for a little man.

Come on.

You're too slow.

Much too slow.

Oh-oh.

Ow.

Ew. That's brutal.

You read it. He deserves it.

It's a little out of character, isn't it?

Don't you think he's been pushed pretty far?

I guess.

What is it?

-I just... -What?

You turned me against him. It's so... dark.

You should just go to the police.

I don't think he'd be able to live with something like that.

I think you might be right.

I always am.

It amazed him how easy it was

as he squeezed his hands together, he felt a rush of adrenaline

that cleared his mind completely.

He was already making a to-do list as he felt him go limp.

Tidy up, remove personal objects,

leave everything in order.

He'd really lucked out.

Money, a car, and a perfect escape route.

But there was still just one thing that he had forgotten.

Got you.