His voice is slowed down, pitched an octave lower. “The lake… drinks… splinters of bone.”
Vomiting sound effect. Chad hears: “Breathe… so I can kill you again.”
Suddenly, a twig snaps. Chad bursts through the door, swinging a paddle. tucker and dale vs evil dual audio
Dale smiles nervously. He’s holding a handsaw.
Dale panics. Grabs the pickle jar. Throws it. His voice is slowed down, pitched an octave lower
“I think they’ll come back next year.”
“Well, would you look at that. Pretty little thing. Think she’s lost?” His voice is slowed down
“College kids. They read too many horror blogs.”