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- Gus?

Did you hear what I just asked?

I said, where do you think you are right now?

Tell me what happened.

Oh, yeah, come in, you finally made it.

Oh my God.

It's cold out there.

Yep, yeah it is.

I'm glad you made it.

- Finally.

So you must be Gus, then.

Yes, and Marty?

- Yep. - Yeah, nice to meet you.

Pleasure to meet you.

And you must be the lucky fellow.

- Adam. - Adam, is it?

- Yeah.

- Adam, pleasure to meet you.

Gus told me about the wedding, congratulations man,

and then to come here for your bachelor party,

I am totally honored.

- You have a really nice place.

- Thank you, thank you.

I'm proud of it.

So, we do have someone else here tonight.

So why don't you go down and get settled in

and then come back to the dining room

because I have a surprise.

I have beers to celebrate the occasion.

- Hell yeah!

- Do you have a telephone, by chance?

My cell phone ran out of service.

Oh yeah, sure, right inside the room.

- Great, thank you.

Oh, thank you, I'll see you in a little bit.

- See you.

I did not know that this was gonna be

some Airbnb share situation.

It's only one night.

Yeah, I know, I don't even care,

I'm just saying.

I'm gonna call Amy.

Okay, You do you.

Hey honey.

Yeah I just wanted to let you know we made it.

How are you?

Yeah, the drive was fine, read a few chapters.

Oh, you haven't yet?

Amy, it is...

Yeah, I know, okay, I know, I know.

I won't say anything.

Okay, me too, yeah.

To Adam!

To Adam!

Adam.

May his marriage be more successful than mine.

- Thank you. - Cheers!

So, when is the big day?

Two weeks, we're doing a New Years' wedding.

- Two weeks?

And how long are you here?

- Four days.

- Jesus Christ, aren't you cutting it a bit close?

I mean, she must be one hell of a nice lady.

- Yeah sure, the man does what he wants.

- So where are you guys hiking?

- Oh, we're gonna do the three-day trip.

We're gonna do Macomb, South Dix, Grace, Hough,

and Wright's Peak.

- Dope.

That's pretty ambitious for this time of year.

What's your route?

- Well we're gonna hike to a lean-to

about six miles from Adirondack Lodge,

we'll camp out and the next day we'll get up

and do Macomb and South Dix.

Day after that we'll do Grace and Hough.

And if we have time for another, we'll do that.

- I think I know the route you're talking about.

- You just be careful out there, okay?

- I'm actually gonna be heading up that way

the day after.

- Oh, well maybe we'll run into you.

- Yeah, yeah.

Probably not.

I'm gonna be going up the other side.

No one does that this time of year.

It's too steep.

I really just need a break from everything, you know?

Starting to get a little claustrophobic

with all those right angles everywhere, you know?

- Marty, I got a question.

Shoot.

What in the hell is up with these things?

- That?

That is the Wendigo, it's sort of an urban legend

around here.

The Native Americans, they have a legend

that it protects the forest.

But for the most part, it's a monster.

- What kind of monster?

- Well, it can take the form of say

a vampire beast thing.

Hunts by sound or the scent of blood.

Or it can come in the form of a spirit.

It possesses a human, it makes them a monster.

- Yeah, I know this.

It's that cannibal thing.

- Yeah, I guess so.

I mean, legend says it preys on the most selfish,

the most corruptible.

So I guess you could call that cannibalism.

- Anyway, it's creepy as shit.

I don't know why it's in your house.

- Tell me you've seen one.

Nope.

My ex-wife, she just had some strange tastes,

God bless her.

- Well, it's late, I'm gonna try and get

one phone call in.

- Have a good hike if I don't see you tomorrow

before you leave.

Be careful.

Thanks, Marty.

- You know what?

I think I'll be calling it a night, too.

Hey guys, stay up as long as you like.

- Tell me your thoughts on psychedelic tea.

Gus, come on.

Gus, come on.

- Dude, it's so damn cold.

What are you getting me into?

- Dude, relax, drink some of your coffee.

- No.

- You hung over?

- Nope.

Yeah, okay.

Gus, we're here.

Give me like 23 minutes, max.

- Okay.

Let's go.

- What the fuck, man.

- Come on, get ready.

- Who decided this was a good idea, anyway?

I mean, isn't it supposed to be quite dangerous

to hike in the dark?

- It's only dangerous if you're cocky and stupid.

You can be one or the other but you can't be both.

- Fuck this.

You good?

Yeah.

How long till we get to the site?

- Like six more miles.

Didn't you read anything I sent you?

- Yeah, just the stuff in bold, though.

- I didn't bold anything.

- You think we're gonna see a bear?

- Probably not.

- How about big foot?

- Maybe.

What was that?

Squatch.

No, I'm serious dude.

- It's probably a stick or something falling from a tree.

So, Marty, that dude's a character, huh?

Yeah, I liked him.

Was it just me or were those pictures super creepy?

The Wendigo?

You know, antlers and stuff?

I actually remember something about it on TV.

Yeah.

Supposedly there's a thing called

Wendigo psychosis or something.

People go crazy and delusional

and they start thinking they're being possessed.

Pretty wild.

Eventually they start thinking the need to eat human flesh.

Pretty creepy, huh?

Who knows, maybe Marty has a little touch of it.

I was talking to that Ryan guy last night.

Yeah, what about him?

Hoo, interesting dude.

He loves talking about drugs.

And do you notice how many times

he took a walk outside to smoke?

Like an odd number of times.

Ah, dude, dude, this is it.

Yeah.

I think the summit's right up there.

- We did it, man.

- Yeah, we did.

- Hey, I love you, buddy.

- You too, man.

- I got a surprise for you.

- Oh, no.

- Yeah.

So I was talking to Ryan last night.

He got ahold of this tea, it's some peyote,

'shrooms, ayahuasca mix.

The man loves his drugs.

- And?

- And I got some for us.

What do you think?

- Nah, I'm okay.

- Come on, man.

Just a little bit.

I mean, when we get to the summit, let's have some fun.

- I'm okay.

Thank you, though.

But if you wanna do it I will totally spot you.

Spot me?

Nah.

You're my best man.

Just like I'm yours.

I'm not gonna do it without you.

- Okay, then.

- All right.

So, now we just what?

Go down?

Heading down the mountain.

We're running out of daylight.

We'll be fine.

Yeah, thanks Gus, that's helpful.

This is how people get lost and die, dude.

One wrong turn, one mile the wrong way, and then boom!

They find your body with a note on it saying,

"Sorry, I'm an idiot, love Gus."

Relax!

I'm relaxed.

You relax.

Hey dude, I think I found something.

Yeah, this is definitely our footsteps, right?

Here we are.

Even with a little light to spare.

You did it.

- We did it.

We should probably start setting stuff up.

Yep, okay.

What's that, Gus?

- Nothing.

You sure about that?

- About what?

- Like the safety and stuff?

- I have done everything under the sun.

Gonna be fine, man.

We trip balls tonight, be back out there tomorrow.

- Like we'll see stuff?

- With this?

Maybe.

Probably.

- I'll take one very small sip.

No way.

Dude, yes!

- You happy?

Your turn.

Yeah?

Now what?

- Now we wait.

- Are you feeling it?

I think so.

Unless this bottle really is breathing.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Like in and out, expanding, contracting.

- Oh yeah, I see it.

Well maybe it's because of the hot air on the inside

expanding from the cold air on the outside.

- That's not how it works.

I think you're feeling it.

- I am feeling it.

I was just reading my book

and then I starting thinking about stuff.

And then, my thoughts became a part of the book.

And then I thought, well maybe I'm merging with

one with the book.

And then, I thought, well that's it, I'm a book.

Someone will have to explain to my parents and Amy

that I'm a book now.

But, I don't even know the writer of the book.

I mean, am I the writer of the book,

or is that someone else that's the writer of the book

'cause they're writing about me?

But it's my thoughts, so then,

I mean, does the book just keep going,

or does it stop, or, I mean, where does the book end

from me, even though I'm writing it?

Hey man, you're not a book.

Thanks.

- Goddamn it man, my feet hurt.

I got these blisters.

And then, my foot started bleeding.

And it bled through my sock.

- You didn't try them on.

Dude, I told you that you'd bliss them.

- I did, that's how I got the blisters.

- Oh, wow.

I was spiraling, seriously.

- No, but that's okay, man.

Really, it's key when you're tripping

with this kind of stuff, it's communication.

Yeah.

- Shit gets really crazy if you don't think out loud.

Yeah.

I'm really happy you did it.

It's good to see you like this again.

- What do you mean?

- What?

What do you mean, again?

- You know, like you.

Like happy.

You know what I mean.

- I'm not sure I do.

- Like, I don't know.

Sometimes lately it seems like you just haven't been you.

Like totally happy, like totally independent.

I didn't mean anything by it.

- Amy?

- I just want you to be happy, all the time.

- Amy makes me happy.

- Okay.

As long as you're sure.

- As long as I'm sure?

- Yeah, why are you getting so defensive?

- Because it seems like you have an agenda.

- Well, I don't know what you're talking about.

Is it just me or does the fire

seem like it has a face in it?

It definitely does.

- Adam.

Hello?

Who is that?

I got a gun in here!

I'll give you five seconds to get the fuck out.

Help, help!

Jesus Christ!

No!

Fuck!

Adam!

Wake up!

Adam?

Hey?

Hey?

Adam?

Adam?

Adam.

Adam?

Fuck.

Jesus.

What took you so long?

- Sorry, I got held up.

Amy's at a work party.

What's the big deal?

- I don't know, I've just been sitting here alone

for like three beers.

- Dude, I'm 20 minutes late.

- Exactly.

Can I have a ginger ale, please?

- Are you kidding me?

- I have a big work day tomorrow.

- Oh, so now Wednesdays are big.

- Yeah.

That's the thing, actually.

Good story from Amy's work party.

So she introduced me to her co-worker Jess

whose husband Paul just so happens to know

Robert Milner, who--

- Dude, your stories are exhausting.

Too many intros.

It's like sure, people are nice, they listen,

some are even interested,

but most of the time they're just waiting for it to be over.

Like a drum solo.

- Why are you being such a dick?

- I don't know, because I've been waiting here alone

for you to order a fucking ginger ale.

- Fine.

Can I have a beer, please?

- That's better.

- Anyway, I got an interview for a junior manager position

tomorrow afternoon.

- That's great.

You start with that.

Let's celebrate.

Dan, can I get two shots of tequila, please.

- Whoa, I didn't get it yet.

There's one thing.

- Yeah, what?

- It's in Virginia.

- So why are you even interviewing?

Thank you, cheers.

You're...

- Amy's family lives down there,

which might be a good thing.

We talked about after the wedding finding somewhere that--

No, no, it's okay.

It's not like--

- You know what?

Actually, you and I, we need to still

plan your bachelor party.

- What bachelor party?

- Are you kidding me?

- Seriously, I told you not to worry about it.

- I know, I know, you said nothing crazy,

and I'm not gonna.

I just, if you could do anything,

anything at all, what would you do?

- Well...

- What?

- I'm like 30 in on my 46er.

- What's a 46er?

- High peaks, Adirondacks.

You wouldn't be interested.

- Oh, hiking. - Two weeks from the wedding,

and it'll be pretty cold.

- No, let's do it.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- I know a great trail, we could hit four or five peaks

in three days.

- I love it, man.

- Okay, okay yeah, let's do it.

That's awesome, man.

Hey, could we grab two more of those tequila shots?

- Oh, I...

Come on, man.

- All right, fine.

Let's do it.

Yes!

- Thanks.

- Okay, to you and Amy.

Cheers.

- Cheers.

Grab two more of those, please.

So I was thinking maybe--

- Those ones over there.

We could--

- Hey, would you wingman me?

What?

Those two over there.

Just wingman me.

- I told you, I can't stay out late, I got--

- Yeah, I know, dude.

No worries, but this is the same kinda place

you met Amy at, right?

Who was your wingman?

- Okay, one more drink, only because I love you.

- As do I.

Come on, grab one of those.

What the fuck are you looking at?

Don't ignore me.

What are you doing?

Trying to survive.

Why?

Why, what do you mean?

I mean, what's the point?

You listening?

And if we do make it out of here, then what?

I don't know.

You killed your best friend.

No.

What do you mean, no?

Wasn't me.

Oh, so somebody else stole your knife,

dragged him out, and killed him?

And then smeared his blood all over you.

Wasn't his blood.

You're losing grip, man.

It did...

It was an accident.

Oh well, I'm sure Amy would understand that.

He was your best friend.

Fuck man, he chose you to be his best man!

And like always, like the little cock you are,

you let him down.

Oh, you manipulated the situation

to serve your needs and wants.

You shouldn't have drank that tea.

I know.

Shut the fuck up, you shut the fuck up.

We get off on it.

Without Adam enabling every urge and whim.

What are you?

I...

This.

This is what you are.

Sad, pathetic, and alone.

What do you want?

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

How did you--

- You were right off my snowmobile route.

Beth and I, we used to go to that cabin.

Two, three, four times a month.

Two years ago, she went by herself.

With the dog.

The dog never did come back, and Beth, well,

she came back but not really, I mean...

The Windigo, it's not the monster that consumes you.

They're just animals.

But what's dangerous is,

is the spirit, the idea.

Beth was a good woman.

Flawed, yeah, but she was a good woman.

And her mind started playing tricks on her,

these cruel, cruel games.

Until she wasn't herself anymore.

So resist it if you can.

If it's not too late.

The deputies will be here soon.

You better have your story straight.

- Hello?

Yes, this is she.

I'm sorry, what happened?

And when did you find him?

What do you mean you can't find him?

Yeah, I understand that you're trying it's best,

I'm just trying to figure out why you can't find him

and why Gus doesn't know anything.

I want answers, Gus, I want answers right now!

- Amy, I told you, everything that I knew that happened--

- Oh, my God, no, yeah, I know what you said.

Tell me what happened.

- I told them!

- Tell me.

Oh no, bullshit.

Oh, he just gets up in the middle of the night.

Gets lost, that's it.

I don't fucking buy it.

- I don't know what to tell you

that's any different than I've already said to you.

Oh, shit Gus.

You're a piece of shit.

You couldn't give him a fucking inch

without needing to consume--

- Please!

No, I'm not leaving.

Why did you even have to go on this trip?

Excuse me.

These photos, the same ones but different.

Fuck you.

- Were they the same when you came in here?

- Really?

Like every time, you let him down

and you manipulated him into doing what you wanted to do.

You shouldn't have drank that tea.

- What did you just say?

- I said you shouldn't have drank the tea.

- I never told anybody about the tea.

- The fuck are you talking about?

Hey, are you kidding me?

Gus, you need to tell me what the fuck happened

because I know you fucking know.

I know you know, okay?

Just tell me what happened?

Shouldn't have drank that tea.

Gus, do you know where you are right now?

Morning, asshole.

I don't think we'll be able to hit up South Dix

or Hough today.

- Wait, wait, what do you mean?

- Well, Sleeping Beauty has been sleeping

for like 16 hours.

- What?

You're...

You good?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Maybe when we get up Dix we can hit another ridge.

There's a mug of cold coffee over there,

when you finally get your ass outta bed.

- Hey, can we talk.

What's up?

I said, where do you think you are right now?

Tell me about this fight.

- What fight?

- The one by the fire.

The night he disappeared.

You said he got angry and stormed off?

Oh, right.

Why do you think that was?

- I don't know.

- Really?

- I think that...

I think Amy had put it into his head

that I was trying to separate them.

- And were you?

- No.

I mean, I want Adam to be happy, and he can't...

Sometimes he needs help.

- As do we all.

Can you tell me about your previous relationships?

- Nothing much to say.

Nothing?

- I had a girlfriend a few years back

but she moved, so...

Nothing serious since then.

- Would you say that Adam

was your most serious relationship?

What?

Really?

- Not sexually.

- He's my best friend.

- But were you his?

- Yeah.

I think so.

- Is there any chance that during the trip

you realized the nature of your relationship

was not as you suspected, and as a result acted out?

Do you still dream of him,

dream you're still in the forest?

I'll tell you what I think, Gus.

I think you created a reality in your mind

in which you didn't kill and eat your friend.

- What's that?

- What?

- That painting, it's the thing.

- What do you see, Gus?

- Hey, hey, hey, okay Gus.

Hey, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

You're all right, okay?

- What happened?

- You tripped and fell and hit your head.

You okay?

How's your head feel?

- Hurts.

Okay.

Okay, come on, let's get you up, all right?

Okay, okay, hey, what is it, what is it?

Ankle.

Okay, all right.

Okay, all right, stay right here.

All right, come on, we gotta get you off this.

Gotta find you help.

No, let's go.

Yes, Gus.

It's fine.

Gus, we're gonna find--

- It's fine!

Let's keep going.

All right.

Hey, can we just...

One second.

Thank you, I'm gonna just sit down for a second.

- How's the ankle?

It's fine.

Just sprained, I can walk.

- Gus.

What?

Nevermind, nothing.

Isn't that the tea?

What?

Goddamn it.

Adam, I gotta tell you something.

The other night, when we were drinking the tea.

- Look man, I know things got negative and--

- There's more, there's more.

It's...

Okay.

Okay, so we both, we fall asleep,

but I wake up and there was this, the thing.

Holy shit!

Hey, Ryan, right?

- Yep, Adam.

Gus, right?

Crazy.

Decided to take a little detour.

You guys going up or down?

Down.

Gus had an accident.

- Yeah, now.

That does not look okay.

It's fine.

- Cool.

I'll join you.

Come on, I got a good site.

Whoop!

I got it.

Dude.

All right.

- Super weird coincidence.

You said you were coming down from Hough?

- Yeah.

Shit.

I thought I was at Dix.

I drank some of that tea last night,

it really fucked me up.

- It did?

Oh right, I gave you some.

You guys go tripping yet?

You wanna?

- Oh, we drank some yesterday.

How much?

- I took a sip.

This guy practically chugged the whole thing.

- Fuck.

Dude, that's way too much.

- Thanks.

- I mean, you must have gotten pretty fucking messed up.

You're crazy, man.

Both you guys.

Fuck.

This is cool.

You want a hit?

- No, I'm good.

- All right, fuck it.

Yeah!

What was that?

- It's the wind, bro.

Right.

- I got an idea.

You guys gonna be here for one more night?

- Yeah, that's the plan.

- Tomorrow we can hit up my boy Eddie's cabin.

- What's that?

- Super, super remote cabin,

only a couple miles off the trail.

My boy Eddie hits it up for hunting.

I mean, if he's there, he's usually got some dope coke.

And we could actually use his gun, too.

I mean, if not, no worries, it's no big deal.

- No, I'm good.

- Okay, sounds good.

I mean, tomorrow night we'll head that way.

- Yeah, all right, that sounds great.

Gus?

Yeah.

Yeah, that sounds good.

- I swear, we're close.

It's been awhile since I've been.

Sure you okay, Gus?

- I'm fine.

Okay, hombre.

You sure?

Okay.

- Hey, I need to talk to you.

- Yeah, what's up?

- The other night when we had that tea.

- Look, it's fine, man.

I'm not worried about it.

There's nothing there.

Let's take a break, okay?

Hey Ryan!

Hold up!

Hey guys, check it out!

Look what I found!

- Let's go.

It's a lake.

Probably not frozen all the way through.

We probably shouldn't walk on it.

Yeah, motherfucker!

Whoop!

This is supposed to be a bachelor party, yeah?

- Yep.

Your idea or Gus'?

- Mine.

Gus wanted to go to Vegas or something.

- Yeah, that checks out.

Good choice, my friend.

Good choice.

- Hey, you got something.

- Shit.

Deviated septum.

So this is a bachelor party, right?

It's supposed to be fun.

- Yeah, I mean, it's been great.

- I guess.

I mean, going to fucking Eddie's cabin,

that fucking fun, fun as fucking shit.

I don't think Gus can make the trek, man, you know?

With that leg.

- Yeah, I don't know.

- You know, I got an idea.

Let's help me fucking set up camp right around here,

make sure Gus is good, and then maybe go up

to fucking Eddie's cabin, have a fucking bomb-ass night,

we take his snowmobile, we come back

and bring the fucking resource

and make sure fucking Gus is good!

Come on!

Come on, have a little fun,

live a little, this is your bachelor party.

What do you think Gus would do?

- Hey guys!

My ankle is getting worse,

I don't think I'm gonna make it on this one.

You sure?

Uh-huh.

Gus, what are you talking about?

- Hey, you go to Eddie's.

It's your bachelor party, have fun.

No, that's stupid.

- No it's not.

I'll just be here, set up camp,

and then you come back and get me when you can.

- That's not happening.

Gus, Gus what's going on?

- Just go.

Just go.

- We going, Adam?

- Hey, I'll be right back.

Glad you took my advice.

Can't be held down, guys like you and me, no siree.

Adventurous!

Keep it together.

- Yeah, totally.

Let's smoke some weed.

- Nah, I'm okay.

- Come on, come on.

- No really, I'm good.

I might actually have to pee.

- Yeah, me too.

Wanna cross streams?

Oh.

I think it might be more number two.

My stomach's kind of in knots.

- Even better.

Mud brothers.

No thank you.

I'll be right back, okay?

- Yeah, whatevs, man.

Hey!

Hey!

It hunts by the scent of blood.

Foot started bleeding.

- Hey, you got something.

Deviated septum.

- Gus.

I said, do you know where you are right now?

- I do.

- But do you?

You talk about this monster, what did you call it?

- Wendigo.

- Is it here with us right now?

- Gus, are you listening?

What do you think happens now?

Admission is the first step.

You are what you are.

I can help you, Gus.

Kill the monster, kill the pain.

Do you think you've changed?

Gus, your reality is pretty much irrelevant.

It's the decision, Gus, not the outcome.

Fine.

New rules.

You choose.

One reality in which you tasted the blood

of your own kind but you survived,

you became stronger than you ever thought possible.

Many people consume blood.

Tribes in Africa, the Masai, the Surma.

They see it as a life force, a power.

There's the other reality.

The one in which you both die here

with a friend who abandoned you

the second he had the chance.

Do it, Gus.

Do it.

Kill it and you're free.

Stab the monster, escape this,

just like you did before.

Knife the creature and the pain goes away.

Look deep inside yourself.

You know what you want to do.

Gus!

Gus!

Kill it.

Stab your fear in the heart.

Kill the monster.

Best case scenario, you get to be a decent human being

for one split second in your miserable life

before you die.

I'll take it.

- Oh fuck!

Gus, what happened?

Hey?

- I killed you.

It was the monster, and I killed you.

I buried you.

I killed you and then I ate you.

And then we were back.

Hey, just put some pressure on it, okay?

- I'm not your best man.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm shitty.

To you.

To Amy. To everyone.

I'm sorry.

- Hey, hey, hey, look at me.

Look at me!

You're my best man, okay?

You hear me?

Okay.

You're tripping balls, man, okay?

Come on.

Okay, man.

We gotta go.

We got other problems.

It's Ryan.

He's fucking psycho.

- I thought you liked him.

- What?

No.

I thought you liked him.

- Fuck no.

Fuck.

- I think there's a road a mile that way, okay?

Hey, look at me.

We can do this.

Okay?

- Yeah.

Let's go.

Come on, Adam!

We gotta keep going to Eddie's cabin.

Adam, come on!

Come on, bud.

Where are you?

Hey!

Ah, come on!

What the fuck!

Hey!

Motherfucker!

Ah, fuck.

- I'll be honest, don't love it.

Yeah, it's not great.

- No.

No, it's a little cheesy.

Where'd you get it?

- I stole it, from sweet old man named Marty.

- He didn't steal it.

- Yeah, I did steal it.

Thanks, cheers, yeah.

- Yeah, cheers.

You guys can take it down if you want.

- We probably will,

yeah. - Yeah.

- It would crush me, but it's your guys' house.

- Oh, okay I think this is the food.

Hi, yeah, yep, I'll be right out.

Dude, we're definitely going to Vegas

for my bachelor party.

Hey Adam, can you help me with this?

And her mind started playing tricks on her,

these cruel, cruel games.

What do you think happens now?

You are what you are.

Your reality is pretty much irrelevant.

It's the decision, Gus, not the outcome.