Kelly: I hate night, something bad always happens.
Jennifer: I know, but I don’t trust any of you bitches!
Harry: I hate this place, I really do. Everyone is dead and we aren’t going to survive.
Phillip: Fuck all you peopple. I am going in the tool shed!
Jennifer: Wait don’t leve us!
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*Phillip enters the tool shed*
Phillip: Fucking bullshit !
*The killer enters the tool shed with a bottle of beer*
*****: Why did you leave us in there?
Phillip: I can’t deal with …
*With a fast movement the killer cracks the bottle on the floor and rams the pointy sharp end into Phillip’s head*
*Phillip falls over with blood rushing from his head*