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Take the child to insertion room 1.

What about the girl?

The girl?

Place her in one of the holding cells.

Oh, and agent?

Prepare a strike team for Level 1.

Right away, sir.

We're expecting company.

What you doing?

I was just counting my...earnings.

My earnings.

Wait!

This'll go towards what you still owe me.

Now, take the bins out.

I've just got off stage!

Can't you give me a second?

I don't pay you to have seconds, just do it.

I don't see any of the other girls doing it.

No, and I don't see any of the other girls sleeping in the green room, do I?

Well, do I?

No.

Or do you wanna go back to sleeping in the alley again?

No, Teddy.

That's more like it.

Just be thankful I don't ask you to do any other 'jobs'.

We on the same page?

Yes, Teddy.

Atta girl.

OK, my lovelies, stage show's over.

Get out there and earn us some money.

Sandra, you paid your fees for the evening yet?

I'll pay you later, Teddy.

Cool.

Hurry up!

Argh! Seriously?

Argh.

Argh, fuck!

Teddy, have you got the keys for the bins.

Teddy?

I supposed I'm gonna have to clean that up as well.

Hello?

Hello?

BOO!

Please don't hurt me.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Then what do you want?

I want to set you free.

What!?

I'm here to save you from yourself.

Just like I did your friends.

Just please let me go. I won't tell anyone, I promise.

Oh, I know you won't.

I'm gonna get inside you and spill your whore guts.

You whore girls are all the same, always trying to cut and run.

Well, now...

...it's my turn to cut and run.

Sorry, this music is really annoying me.

You got any Whitesnake?

W...w...w...what?

Oh, wait. Nevermind. This'll do.

How do you make this thing play?

W...what?

What is this, you insolent whore?

I'm gonna cut you down to the bone and dance in your...

Hang on. Yeah, I got it.

Oh, yeah. Much better.

Right, what were you saying?

Oh, right. You wanna dance.

Right then. Let's dance.

Argh!

What the hell do you guys make these masks out of? Steel? Shit.

Who the hell are you?

Me?

I'm just a girl.

A girl looking for a guy.

A guy who likes cutting up strippers to get his rocks off.

And you?

You fit the bill perfectly.

How dare you stand in the way of my divine work!

I am setting these girls free from the pain of this world.

And now. You will join them.

You first, chi chi.

Want one?

Suit yourself.

Wait...

What just happened?

Who was that?

That guy?

Just a run of the mill serial killer.

Likes the ladies, that one. Strippers especially.

Perfect!

Who are you?

Don't worry about me.

I'm a nobody.

Just thought I'd drop in for a beer. That's not a crime, is it?

Wait. What are you doing?

Yeah, I'm gonna have to get rid of the evidence, I'm afraid.

People have a habit of blaming me for this sort of shit.

People?

Y'know. Cops. Newspapers...

...young mothers worried about the society their little ones'll grow up in.

You got a match?

Wait. You're setting the bar alight?

Nevermind.

Yeah, I'd probably go if I were you.

Wait. Hey, wait!

What the hell was that?

Everybody's dead. You killed a guy. You just set the place on fire and now you're leaving!?

Or, thank you? Y'know whatever.

That place was my home.

Everything I owned was in there.

What am I supposed to do now?

I dunno. Maybe try finding somewhere better to live than a strip club.

Oh, and you're welcome.

You can't just set my house on fire and then disappear.

Two girls.

You brought them here.

Where are they?

I ain't telling you shit. You fucking bitch!

Urgh!

Don't make me ask nicely.

Fuck you.

Nevermind.

I'll ask these guys.

How was Moscow?

Cold.

The weather was terrible too.

What's with the erm...'get up'.

You joined the Gestapo while I was away?

You said to try to look inconspicuous!

Well, you look very, very conspicuous.

Says the fugitive with the bright red hair.

Where were you, anyway? I thought you'd call when you landed this morning.

I had some business to take care of.

Anyone I know?

Jacob Jakushi.

Holy crap!

Holy crap.

The stripper ripper?

That's the one.

He was staking out another strip club.

What did you do?

Y'know, the usual.

Had some drinks. Took in some music. Burnt the place to the ground.

That was you? Cool.

So. What do you have for me?

I thought you'd never ask.

Two teenagers turned up dead two nights ago at Hollow Gate Cemetery.

At first I thought it was just a standard homicide.

But looking into the history of the place there have been 13 murders there in the past 3 months.

Last night was finally enough for the cops to close it down.

Is it him?

I don't think so.

It's not really his M.O.

You still wanna look at it?

Sure.

There is something else.

It might be nothing, but...

Go on.

Well...

...three nights ago some military type guys...

...they grabbed a prisoner from a holding cell in Louisiana.

Two nights ago, they grabbed a white male from his apartment in Jersey.

8 o'clock tonight they grabbed an undisclosed target from just outside Avondale.

Should I be worried?

Maybe. But I doubt you will be. Am I right?

You know me.

How did the sword work?

Yeah. Fine.

Three months of precision engineering and I get 'fine'.

What? What do you want me to say? It worked fine.

Speaking of such.

What are they?

Self-adhesive trackers.

Plant one of these on one of your psychos and you can pinpoint them within a 100 mile radius.

You have very little faith.

Well, I'm just remembering how many times you lost the Wolvesbury Slayer before you found him.

Sheesh.

A girl lets a serial killer slip through her fingers a couple of times and she's never allowed to forget about it.

That everything?

Yeah. That about sums it up.

My new address.

Just...just in case.

What is it?

How long are you planning...

...how long are you going to be needing all that stuff?

Until I find him.

Good luck.

I ran out of that a long time ago.

Beer, please.

Erm...in a bottle?

Don't see your sort in here much.

Terrible chat up line.

I don't do chat up lines.

Waiting for someone?

Or something?

Excuse me?

I assume you're looking for that...thing.

What 'thing'?

The 'thing' that's been slaughtering the youngsters around here for the last few weeks.

What makes you think it isn't a...

I mean, what are you talking about?

Playing coy?

Quaint.

Very well.

It appears this little hole has become victim to some kind of monster so to speak.

Killing off the fools indulging themselves in their youthful exploits in the graveyard out back.

Cool story, bro.

You read the papers too, huh?

Something like that.

Not that there's any shortage of meat, however.

Chances are that's where these morons are headed.

Chances are that they'll be corpses by the morning.

You won't find what you're looking for out there.

You've no idea what I'm looking for.

I know much more than you think, Felissa.

Unfortunately, Red Angel, your journey ends tonight.

You've finally met your match...

GO! GO! GO!

The girls. Where did you take them?

You found it yet?

I've found the tracker.

I pulled up a schematic of your location.

Yeah?

An old slaughter house in the industrial district.

It's a bit more than that.

The whole thing backs out into a huge complex.

It's pretty new too.

It took me a while to find the updated version.

So, what's down there?

I mean, assuming it's not Disneyland.

Well, if I had to guess I'd say something bad.

Can you give me something with a bit more detail?

I could try but it's gonna take time.

Just be quick about it, yeah?

I haven't got all night.

I guess the only way is down.

Great.

I hope your friends brought forks and spoons or dinner's gonna get awkward.

I guess we're skipping straight to dessert then.

Sir, the intruder's dispatched Beta Team.

Just as I knew she would.

How should we proceed?

I would suggest with caution.

Send in Gamma Team.

We wouldn't want things to appear too easy, now.

Would we, Felissa?

I'm telling you, guys. Tonight is gonna be fucking sick!

Who wants to come out here, anyway?

It's cold, it's damp, it's full of dead people and I swear my hair is gonna frizz to shit.

Don't be silly. You'd look good in a bin bag!

Dream on, nerdgasm. I heard about you at Mark Dawson's party.

Pump. Pump. Squirt.

I promise you guys, tonight is gonna be awesome.

Wait 'til we get back to College tomorrow and tell them where we spent our Friday night.

We're gonna be legends.

Or 'leg ends', right?

What's so special about this place, anyway?

Yeah, I mean it's Happy Hour at the Slaughtered Lamb.

Are you guys fuckin' serious?

What? You've gotta be kiddin' me, right?

Do you guys not read the papers?

For fuck's sake.

You gotta be fuckin' kidding me.

Didn't you hear about the missing kids.

Wait, wait. What missing kids?

For fuck's sake.

Well, there's this thing...

...or this guy, right?

Apparently he prowls around the graveyard at night.

And snatches up the kids and then he starts eating them or some shit, and...

I think what Mr Eloquent over here is trying to say is...

...about Steve Grey.

The ghost of Hollow Gate.

The what?

Well, I guess it's some, like, urban legend really.

It's, like, from the 1920s or something.

Steve Grey was a gravedigger

And the local mob, they paid him...

...to dig one secret grave...

...to dispose of their business, right?

Well, it seems Mr Grey had a crisis of conscience.

Tried to alert the local authorities.

But the mobsters got to him first.

And they put him in the grave with the bodies.

Alive.

Oh my god. That's horrible!

A few days later they found him.

The grave was marked with the heads...

...of those who put him in it.

But what was weird...

...was that his flesh was still there.

But his skeleton was gone.

That's disgusting.

Well, it's just an urban legend really but...

...apparently he still haunts this very graveyard.

Seeking revenge on those...

...who step foot in the Hollow Gate Cemetary.

If you believe in that sort of thing.

I think that's awesome. Don't you think that's fuckin' awesome!?

No!

Well, come on then.

Shit.

We have movement in Sector 24.

Five candidates are moving into Subject 9's vicinity.

Gamma Team are in position.

Looks like they've bagged a special guest this evening.

It's Charles Corben, sir.

A.k.a The Brain Surgeon.

He was picked up in the city early on tonight.

How would you like to proceed, sir?

Gamma Team are ready and waiting on your orders.

Send them in.

Have some respect, will you?

What? It's not like they're gonna complain!

So, erm, do you have a plan? Or are we gonna sit around in a 'Pet Semetary' all night?

Ergh! There's dead animals out here too!?

I don't know, man...

...I just thought we'd have a drink and see what goes on, y'know?

Are you fuckin' serious?

We're going through all this so you can get a fucking blow job from the fucking Prom Queen!?

Maybe. What does it fuckin' matter!?

Of course if fucking matters! Look...

I don't believe in ghosts or zombies or any of that crap.

But people have died here, man. And I think that matters a fair whack!

Look, just stop being a fuckin' pussy!

Right? There's no-one out here but us!

What is that?

Could have been anything.

Maybe it was Steve Grey.

Yeah. Or maybe it was the gatekeeper. Or maybe it was a dog.

Or maybe it was the fuckin' security guard.

C'mon, guys. Get fuckin' real!

W...w...w...what are you doing?

Investigating.

Are you coming?

Erm...

You're a lot safer with me than you are with these heroes.

Hey! No need to be a douche!

So what do you think that was?

I dunno. A scared animal or something?

Then why the hell did we come out here?

Well, I thought...y'know...maybe...

You thought because I'm blonde and pretty.

And you brought me a few drinks I'm just gonna give you a blow job

Erm, well...yeah!

What was that?

Maybe they're just messing around. Yeah, yeah messing around.

Maybe he just got, erm, lucky, y'know?

No. No. I don't like this at all. Can we leave now guys?

Guys, guys.

I'm just it's just fine.

Yeah, I bet they're laughing their heads off...

...right now!

Oh my god!

What the hell is that thing!?

It's Steve Grey!

Run! Run now!

Argh!

No! No! Please! Please, don't! Please!

What...what was that?

Serial killer.

W...w...was it the ghost of Hollow Gate?

Ghost? I doubt it.

Nine times out of ten it's some nut job in a mask pretending to be some local legend.

O...K...eight of out ten times.

Oh, you can run now.

W...w...what about you?

Don't worry about me. I'm not the one in grave danger.

What, not even a laugh?

I was thinking of that all the way here.

Argh!

Fuck! He doesn't punch like a skeleton!

I assume they don't have tictacs in the afterlife.

Sheesh.

Okay.

I'm about to lose the plot here.

Was that it?

Oh crap.

OH CRAP!

Target contained.

We have an unknown civilian on site.

Her name is Felissa Harley.

Aged 22 from London, England.

A wanted fugitive. A.k.a. The Red Angel.

How do we proceed?

Sir? How should we proceed?

Bring her in

Harley.

Oh shit!

Shit. Tranquilizer.

Can't you just check again for me?

I told ya. He said there's no work for you tonight.

Especially when you look in that state.

I can collect glasses or anything!

I'm sorry. I can't help ya.

I suggest you get yourself cleaned up and try somewhere else.

Fine!

Are you OK?

Peachy.

Red, I found something.

I don't know what it is but there are a bunch of weird heat signatures down there.

Weird how?

They're not like the others down there.

It's like they're in some kind of coma.

But there are lots of them.

I have no idea what they could be.

I think I might have an idea.

Oh crap.

What? What's down there?

Serial killers.

They've been snatching serial killers.

What? How many?

Too many.

This is bad.

What the hell are they planning to do with them?

Holy shit!

What is it?

It's Amber.

It needs a code.

Let me try from here.

How?

Your phone. Lock it on.

I'll try and override the combination from here.

Woah. This is some heavy duty shit. It might take some time.

How long?

I don't know, why?

Because my time might be limited.

It's not, y'know, 'that' time already is it?

Nevermind.

Oh, man. Did anyone get the licence plate on that truck?

You talk too much, bitch.

What can I say? I'm a people person.

This aughta shut you up.

Is no-one gonna reference MC Hammer here!?

Are you OK?

Yeah. Great.

Feels like I got hit by a truck, though.

There. Much better.

Just like an aspirin.

I'm being rude, though.

How you doing?

Me?

Wait, how did you..?

I'm OK.

In the cell...

...it must have been some kind of sleeping gas.

I woke up as soon as the door opened.

It worked?

Yeah. Like a charm.

Are you OK?

I'll live.

Just about.

What is this place?

I dunno. It's certainly not a daycare centre.

What are you doing?

Luce, the girl. She's not here.

They must have taken her deeper into the complex.

Of course they have.

Did you find that Molly girl in the end?

I was in the process of.

They must be keeping her somewhere else.

But where?

That's what we're gonna find out.

Argh!

You!?

You're the girl from the club.

The stripper!

What the fuck is going on here?

I, erm...I...

I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Luce? What are you..?

Where the heck am I?

This is my place. Your 'friend' brought you here.

The address was on you. I didn't know where else to take you.

Why didn't you say something?

It might've had something to do with the sword to my throat, maybe?

You're lucky she did, you were in a pretty bad way.

By the looks of things you were hit with...

Tranquilliser?

Try elephant tranquilliser.

Or something close.

You're lucky it didn't kill you.

Yeah, lucky. That's exactly how I feel right now.

Who were those guys?

Well, I did some digging and what we have here is some kind of Special Ops.

Wait, Special Ops? You mean the military?

Well, I thought so. At least at first.

But these guys are sporting some heavy duty tech stuff, even for the military.

So, who are they?

I ran some checks and I found this.

The guys at the graveyard, they had that symbol on their jackets.

Who are they?

Well, this is all coming up as code. Extremely encrypted code.

But it's everywhere.

Like the last 40, 50 years.

It could be longer but computer records don't go back that far.

They've been monitoring all sorts of people. It's been quite exciting.

Luce, who are they!?

I don't know. Government, maybe?

What would the government be doing snatching people off the streets?

Oh, no clue. But it's something, right?

Maybe.

What is it?

Tonight at the graveyard.

Whoever sent them...

...it sounded like...

Who, him?

No way. You must've been imagining it.

Why would he be involved in this?

I'm sorry to be a pain, guys, but what the hell is going on?

What's with 'Demi Moore' still being here?

Excuse me? I saved your arse back there.

I could've left you there at the club. Like you did me?

She is right.

You do kind of owe her one.

Besides. She might be useful.

How!?

Is she gonna lap dance these guys to death?

No, but you are a wanted fugitive.

Which could make getting in to Charlestone Hospital pretty difficult.

What are you talking about? Charlestone?

Why the hell would I need to get in there?

Because that's where their next target is.

With a deadly taste for revenge...

But the joke was on them.

Slaypril Fools Day!

Five years later, the Prankster retuned for revenge...

It can't be! You're dead!

That's right. Jerry is dead.

I'm his sister!

Slaypril Fools Day II! Revenge of the Prankster!

Then the original Prankster returned from the grave...

...and the joke was on the hood.

'sup, 'sup, 'sup?

You walked into the wrong neighbourhood, muthafucka.

We know his every move...

And we send that bastard back to hell.

Molly!

Molly, what have I told you about this thing?

Who keeps giving this back to you, Kevin?

He's been told a thousand times. This thing is a choking hazard.

Open wide!

Full up?

You sure?

I'd eat some myself but I'm lactose intolerant.

We'll try again in a bit, eh?

I'll take 'Little Miss Pissy Pants' here too.

Just until Kevin gets the message.

...over and over again.

Hello, reception?

No, sorry I was up doing meal rounds.

Yep, I'll get it sorted and faxed through before I finish.

Oh, if you see Kevin can you tell him to stay out of the patients' rooms?

He keeps moving things around.

Tonight I found a doll on Molly Bannister's...

I'll call you back.

What the..?

Holy shit!

Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

No, I'm sorry, honey. I think I'm already scaring myself.

What?

Nevermind.

Can I help you?

Oh, I'm here for the night shift.

Are you sure? No-one mentioned this to me.

Uh, yeah. I was sent over by the temp company.

I don't have anything on here.

What's your name?

Uh, Florence.

Florence?

Nighting...

...ton?

Nightington.

I don't have you on here.

Oh, really? The agency said, erm...

It's OK, I'll just give them a quick ring and sort it out.

Is everything OK?

The phone's dead.

That's weird.

It was fine a second ago.

Uh, it's OK, I can come back later.

No, I'm sure it's fine.

Sorry. It's been a weird night.

Yeah, I know the feeling.

Well, I don't know about you but I could do with a cuppa.

Uh, sure!

The kitchen's back there.

Thanks.

Oh!

I forgot to say. No...milk.

Hello?

Hello!?

The joke was...in space!

OK, I'm in.

Try and find the girl's room.

And keep you eye out for anything strange.

What kind of strange?

I dunno, the tooth fairy. Just find her.

Right.

I think I found her.

But something's really not right.

What?

Well, you said they were after serial killers, right?

Yeah, so?

Well, this girl is disabled.

That's not right. Why would they be after a disabled girl?

You're the expert. You tell...

Jesus!

Help me!

Jesus!

Something's here.

There's a nurse.

I think she needs medical attention. Like, now!

Can you hear me?

Something attacked a nurse!

I think she might be...

Red?

Looks like the evidence locker of the damned.

Let's get outta here.

First we get the girl.

Then we go.

Uh huh.

There's someone in here.

Luce, you there?

Yeah. You still alive, then?

More or less.

I need you to work your magic.

You found the girl?

Maybe.

They all have name tags.

Layton.

I know that name.

She's in here.

Wait. If she's in there...

...then who did we...

Luce, wait!

It can't be!

You!

Wait. You know this guy?

Knew him. Killed him. Obviously did a horrible job.

I have been born anew.

Born to take revenge on those who have smitten me.

Oh, he's always been this dramatic.

And you have always been this impudent!

I shall end that this night.

Disgusting children!

You are the downfall of this world!

OK, he might have had a bit of an upgrade.

Revenge, little girl, is best served ice cold.

Don't you fucking touch her!

Didn't anyone ever tell you power tools are dangerous?

You are nothing but swine!

I shall feast on your pig guts!

You fucking bitch!

You must know that you can't beat me.

Death has rejected me!

Yeah, yeah. I know the drill.

Do what you must!

I will...

I will rise again!

OK, here.

Let me give you a head start.

Thanks.

I feel like I owed you one.

Six!

Now let's get Molly out of here.

Don't worry, Molly. I'm here to protect you.

I don't know who's here to protect me, though.

Is this her?

That's her. Bag her up ready for transport.

What do we do with this one?

Who is she?

Me? I'm just a stripper!

Argh!

Just put her down.

Argh!

Ahem. You get a stripper on all fours and that's how you treat her?

Men!

Urgh! Oh god.

What?

Dolls.

They give me the creeps.

Seriously? Miss 'Monster Squad'?

Yeah, so!?

Nothing.

So what are we gonna do with her?

Get her out of here, I guess.

Are you helping or what?

Erm...

...we've got bigger problems.

OK, let's get this party started.

Weapons down, gentlemen.

That's no way to greet family.

What's the matter, Felissa?

Not going to give your father a hug?

You killed my sister, you son of a bitch.

They were not your family.

They removed you from your rightful place.

The only place I'm gonna be is standing over your corpse, you piece of shit.

Very well. You'll soon see.

Take them.

Take them all.

ARGH! Get off me!

Red, wake up! RED, WAKE UP!

Red!

Oh

I don't know if you can hear me but we've come to get you out of here.

Something's not right here.

We're in a factory full of the world's worst serial killers and you drop that bombshell.

Well done.

Well that's exactly what I mean. All of them...

...and her?

It's not screaming logic to me.

If you ask me, this feels like some kind of a...

Were you gonna say 'trap'?

Yeah.

They weren't after the doll.

What were they after?

The girl who controls the doll.

This is bad.

This?

This is Child's Play.

OK, this is bad!

It's about to get a whole lot worse.

What do we do?

Get ready for a tea party.

Argh!

There's too many of them!

No shit!

Molly, you have to stop.

Red!

She's not gonna stop until we're dead.

Molly, stop this now!

You OK?

The dolls. They just...

...died.

Are you OK?

I just stabbed an eleven year old disabled girl through the skull...

...after maiming ten dozen guys to try and save her.

So, yeah. I'd say I'm peachy.

What are you doing?

He was watching the whole thing.

Who was?

He knew I'd get this far.

He wanted me to.

Amber. I need you to get out of here.

That's fine by me, let's go.

I've got some stuff to take care of first.

I'm not leaving you here.

I wasn't asking.

Without the girl there's no reason for you to be here.

And take him on by yourself?

That's insane, he's gonna tear you apart in seconds.

If she's lucky.

Red! Wait!

Red!

Oh shit.

I knew you'd come.

I wouldn't have missed it for the world...dad.

Why do you insist on fighting me?

You killed my family!

My sister!

Everything I ever loved!

Don't you see?

They were nothing to you.

They were holding you back from where you were meant to be.

And where was that?

By my side.

Well, thanks for the 'Star Wars' moment, pops...

...but we all know how that ended up.

All this...is for a much greater cause.

Surely you must see that after all you've been through.

After I freed you from the shackles of a normal life.

You mean by murdering my parents!?

They were not your parents!

I am.

I gave birth to you.

This you.

The Red Angel. That is what you call yourself, no?

Felissa?

Killer of killers?

Yeah. That's right.

And I've got a job to do.

In time...you'll see everything.

But that is enough for this evening.

OK, Luce...fry him.

Luce?

Luce, you there?

I'm sorry, Red.

Ah, agents.

Take her to the waiting room and prepare her for insertion.

Place her in Unit 5.

We apprehended the other girl outside.

As for the other one, they seem to have made some space in the other units.

Place her in one of those.

Oh, and agent?

Wipe my daughter's memory.

In time, my daughter.

You'll understand it all.

You'll understand why I brought you here.

And why I need you.

You'll understand why you were meant to be here.

Welcome home.

What is this?