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In the parking lot of the hospital, Massacre Man gets out and leans back in the window.
Massacre Man: Wait around the corner in the alley.
Freak: Why can't I just wait here?
Massacre Man: Because I just locked a cop in a cell and gave him a key.
Freak: At the mercy of a bunch of cannibals.
Massacre Man: They aren't cannibals.
Freak: They aren't?
Massacre Man: No, I haven't seen them harm a soul yet, they just hold them down and wait for those little fuckers to come... Wait in the alley.
Freak: But I want to come inside.
Massacre Man: And I want a fucking friend still after tonight.
Freak: Dudeman.
Massacre Man: All of the blood he lost from the glass and all of the alcohol he drank? Yeah... there's a chance we won't fucking see him again, go in the alley.
Freak: Fine.
Massacre Man starts walking away, he turns.
Massacre Man: Keep this safe too.
Massacre Man takes the bag from his belt loop and puts it on the seat.
Freak: What is it?
Massacre Man runs inside before answering Freak's question, Freak drives into the alley, Massacre Man stands by the door watching the nurse that has her back turned talking on the phone, Massacre Man sneaks by her, there is a plate of sugar cookies on the table, when Massacre Man walks off-screen having snuck past the nurse he turns around and comes back, grabbing 2 cookies from the plate and then proceeding on his way, he gets in the elevator, one cookie in his hand, the other hanging from his mouth, a man gets in next to him and looks him up and down noticing all of the cuts, scars, and weapons. He stands awkwardly close to the opposite wall, the elevator starts going up after the man slowly reaches in front of Massacre Man to push a button. Massacre Man finsihes the first cookie by the time he speaks.
Massacre Man: Happy Halloween.
Man in elevator: Oh, Happy Halloween, I thought that wasn't a costume for a minute.
The man moves further from the wall and stands normal.
Massacre Man: It's not a costume.
The man moves toward the wall again.
Massacre Man: Hey, I'm not used to being in here that often and everything, do you know where I might find the pregnant people having the babies?
Man in elevator: Um... that's on the second floor.
Massacre Man: Really? You think it would be on the first floor in case they need to get their quick or the elevators were out of order or something.
The man begins sweating profusely. stuttering.
Man in elevator: Y-Y-Yeah, th-th-that's the w-world for y-ya.
The elevator stops.
Massacre Man: Thanks a lot, buddy.
Massacre Man leans the axe over his shoulder and turns toward the man who cowers back against the corner. Massacre Man holds the second cookie out.
Massacre Man: Here have a cookie.
The man lowers to the point he is sitting in the corner. He grabs the cookie and Massacre Man exits the elevator, the man examines the cookie and shouts in a relieved, yet still scared voice.
Man in elevator: ...Thanks...
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