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We have to go get him!

Uh, yo. Javi, come try this.

I can't. You don't fucking get it, I have to bring something back. I have to.

(Blood quickly flows out of it, down the back of Travis's neck and we're CLOSE ON BLOOD AS IT DRIPS ONTO THE EARTH. A collective GASP.)

(MOONLIGHT illuminates an old, rickety shack. The CAMERA HOLDS on the FRONT DOOR, and then ADULT TRAVIS comes BANGING OUT of it.)

(He nods. But now Travis is even more up in his head -- staggering intensity of the moment becoming a crushing pressure to do this right.)

(Face hot, Travis gets up and one of the condoms Ben Scott gave him falls out of his pocket. Embarrassed, he shoves it back in his pocket, hoping she didn't see. Too late—)

Okay, this is bullshit.

(Travis ushers Javi back toward the CAMPFIRE. Javi goes, as Travis walks behind him, stealing one last fearful look back at the impenetrable dark of the woods.)

(Natalie and Travis approach the cabin in silence, side by side. They pass Jackie, sitting shivering by her puny fire.)

(He pulls his boxers back on. An awkward beat. Natalie just looks at him, insecure — was it her?)

Weren't we only gonna be in Seattle for, like, a week? Who were you…?

(— as he plunges the metal scrap in the dirt, a makeshift SHOVEL — the exact spot where they buried his Dad.)

(He hesitates but doesn't turn. He knows she's right. Still, he continues toward the grave. And this time, she doesn't try to stop him. As he picks up the 'shovel' and digs in...)

Run!

Okay, Akilah. You had a fucked up dream because you were huffing cave fumes. The same way that I tripped balls on mushrooms and Lottie told me what I was seeing. That's it.

The door ripped open when we were going down. He was trying to help one of you idiots put on an oxygen mask, and, uh... he fell out.

(ON TRAVIS as he fires again, a little too quickly this time. Getting cocky. SPLINTERS fly as his fourth shot goes low.)

You will.

I... Sorry. Sorry.