Evil Dead

Chapter 22 - The Devil's Bitch

David quickly looks around the room, but he can't find her. It's very dark.

"David..."

Eric's still on the floor, bleeding heavily. His trembling hand points out something beneath the armchair.

David follows his finger -- THE SHOTGUN.

"Take it before she does..."

David begins dragging himself towards the weapon.

A sound calls his attention making him stop. It's the sound of metal being dragged against the floor.

Natalie emerges from the shadows right behind him. She has the metal crowbar in her hands. She uses it to smash David's leg, causing him to collapse again. Then, just as he's about to reach the shotgun, she hits his arm.

She smacks him everywhere -- the back, the shoulder, the arm, THE HEAD.

David does not move anymore.

Suddenly--

CHAP! CHAP! CHAP! CHAP! Four nails sink into Natalie's spine. She turns towards the direction of the nails.

Eric, his back to the wall, fires the nail gun at her as his hands tremble, panicked.

Natalie calmly walks towards him, the crowbar raised high.

Eric continues shooting at her. Even though she's bleeding profusely, she doesn't stop.

CHAP! CHAP! CHAP! And then, click! Click! Click!

"Fuck..."

The gun is out of nails. Eric lets it fall to the ground, bracing himself for the inevitable.

He reaches out towards Natalie, almost as if asking for mercy.

Natalie smashes his hand, sending two fingers in one direction and ripping another out of its socket.

She uses the sharpened end of the crowbar to deliver a blow straight to where Olivia originally wounded him.

The pain is unbearable.

Eric falls forward onto his "good" hand. His side bleeding, his entire body shaking. He spits out a mouthful of blood, looking at what's left of his other hand.

It's all over.

He looks over one shoulder sees Natalie lifting her crowbar one last time, ready to deliver the final blow straight to his head..

BOOM! A deafening shot blows Natalie's hand away.Gallons of blood sprays out of her wound.

She turns around, furiously, and finds David on the ground, the shotgun still smoking.

She takes a few angry steps towards him but falls to her knees. She has lost too much blood now.

David, heartbroken and still, watches as she falls in his direction. There's no more damage she can do.. Her expression seems to change to one of desperation and pleading.

"Why are you hurting me, David? .. Why?" The life goes out of her while she drags her body closer to David. "You'd promise you'd marry me."

She finally falls over him.

"Oh my God..." She dies in his arms. He breaks down in tears. "Oh, God.... Oh, God. Natalie, no..."

The living room is completely destroyed by the brutal fight.

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** JEEP - NIGHT**

Under heavy winds, David settles Eric into the trunk of the Jeep.

"Hold on. Stay awake. Try not to die, okay?"

Eric smiles, shaking his head. "Dying would be a blessing. I just don't want to become the devil's bitch."

"You won't. I'm gonna do what I have to do. Okay? And we're both gonna get the fuck out of here."

Eric nods, shaking.