♪ (upbeat video game music) ♪
- (FBE) Previously we had you play the first couple of hours
of Outlast 2 and said that that would be it.
But now we're gonna have you play the whole thing.
- Sick! - Why?
- We played through the first. We played through the DLC.
It would've sucked if we didn't get to play
all the way through the second ones. I'm really excited for this.
- Outlast again.
- (FBE) Seth, we didn't have you in for the first few episodes.
But we wanted to bring you back in
because you played through the first game with us.
Can you remember what that first one was like?
- Uh, it was fun at times.
But it was a little frustrating at other times.
- Yeah, I feel.
- (FBE) So before we jump back in,
could you give us a quick recap
of what's happened so far in the game?
- Oh man. Okay.
- I know there was a lot of dead babies happening.
- Yes. - Burnt dead babies.
- We were Blake. We were on a helicopter with our wife.
- Lynn. - Yeah, Lynn.
And we're investigating this pregnant woman.
- There's two sides.
Both of them are against you or something.
But they're against each other also.
- So it is like the last game.
- They impregnated our wife, girlfriend, whatever...
- Yeah. - ...with Satan's spawn.
- I'm scared 'cause it's like,
oh, we've just done the beginning of it.
And it's only gonna be worse from here,
but I'm still really excited.
- (Rae) Previously on Outlast 2.
- So we can hide in here if shit gets bad.
- Oh, and shit just got bad.
- (startled) Oh. Again?
- What is happening?
- What the [bleep]? - Oh, birds just fell from the sky.
- Where's the generator?
- (scoffs) Generator? - (Blake) That's gotta be it.
(motor rumbling) - Now we--
OH JESUS!! - (screaming)
- Our guy's out of shape.
There we go. - (claps giddily)
- Nice!! - Do it!
- (Rae) This time on Outlast 2.
- All right. It's pretty quiet right now.
- What is that?
Oh. - Ohh.
- Beautiful.
- This is a lot different setting than the first one.
- This is spoopy. - I don't like this at all.
I feel like I'm gonna get jump-scared.
- Uh... - Oh, what?
- Oh. - Okay.
- What is that?
- Uh, "Temple Gate."
- (both) Sullivan Knoth! - Yeah.
"Their knives are sharp for the enemy." - "The Modern Ezekiel."
- It's kind of suspicious that there's no one around right now,
'cause then I just feel like...
(gasps) - Nope.
- Uh... "O be careful little eyes..." What?
- (Blake) I've lost it.
- What? - There's a little girl singing.
- ♪ Little eyes what you see ♪ - Where is it?
Where is it? Where is it?
- Is she over there?
- Wait, I think she...
- (growls) I don't know where to go. - Where is she?
She's over there somewhere.
Oh, she's in the well.
- Is it coming from the well? I think it is.
(both shout)
- Oh, Jesus!
- Oh my god! - Jesus Christ! Jesus Christ! Oh my god!
(Blake yelling) What
is this? - Is that a tongue?
- Are we hallucinating?
Or are there actually, like, long-tongued beings here?
- A straight tongue pulls you down in the well.
- What the [bleep]?
- I think we just got dragged down the well,
but now we're in a vent.
How does that even work? - What, bro?
- You never want to crawl inside the vent.
Oh god.
- Oh, okay. It's fine, it's fine.
It's empty. It's empty. - Yeah, you lying--
- (Jessica, hushed) Please, Blake.
- Is that Jessica? - I think so.
Oh, I don't like this. - Oh.
- (Jessica, hushed) Don't let this happen.
- Oh, stop it. - I don't want to let anything happen.
(loud bang) - Oh, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!
- He's coming! Ezekiel? Who? God? Who's coming?
(woman screaming) - (Jessica) I'm scared.
- I don't like that. - What the hell is going on?
- They're--
Oh. Okay.
- I don't think you need your--
- Oh! - Oh my god!
(crash)
- Oh, we're in the classroom.
- Outlast 2. (shrieks)
- Oh!
- Ohhh.
- We're back in, like, the classroom.
- It keeps, like-- I don't know, dude.
He met her in fourth grade or something,
and now it just keeps taking him back always.
- It's just like a flashback.
(doorknob rattles) - All right. Well, that's great.
Let's go through that door then.
- Oh damn. - Gosh-dang jammed door.
- (Jessica) I'm scared. - Oh. Or not.
(door creaks slightly)
That's really dark.
- It's very dark. I'm not about this. - There we go.
- Okay. So far it looks clear.
- I don't like this.
- (gasps) (screech)
(screech)
- Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!
- Oh, it's a music box.
- (Blake) This was Jessica's.
- It's Jessica's.
- There's gonna be a jump scare. There's gonna be a jump scare.
There's gonna be a--
- Dah! - Stop. Please stop.
- Something's coming out at me. I know it.
I already know it.
- It didn't even--
(both sigh) This music is not fun.
Oh.
- (both) "Hey, Lynn." - "I'm BORED.
Mr. Combover's still talking about...
blah, blah, blah," whatever.
- Oh, she was messaging... - Mr. Combover?
- ...passing notes with Lynn.
- "You have a big sloppy crush on Blake"? Wait, what?
- "Shut up, bitch." (both chuckle)
- What?
- Is there a battery on that chair to your right?
- Yeah, I think so.
See, again, flashlight.
But we can't pick up the flashlight. - No way.
- You have to go in one of the classrooms.
- Let's try here.
(doorknob rattles)
(whimpers) - You dead.
- All of these are jammed.
- Jammed. - So jammed.
- Yeah, go all the way back. - This one?
- Here we go.
(doorknob rattles) No.
- The one on the end? - Okay.
- We might be missing something.
- I don't see anything.
- (Jessica) Blake.
(both scream) - Hell no!
- (Jessica) Blake.
- Whoa! What the hell?
- It's open. - And now it's open. Okay.
(Jessica screams) Oh.
- That way. Go.
- Let's go.
- Don't save her. - What is it?
- Leave her ass there.
- A floppy disk? What the [bleep]?
What type of century are we in right now? Jesus.
- Well, I mean, the guy's, like, old.
- Now's not the time to watch TV.
- Oh, look. No, look over there.
- (gasps) What the heck? - (Blake) Oh God.
Jesus. - Whoa!
- What the hell?
- What? - What the hell is going on?
- What's on the cei--
- Oh! - Literally why?
- This is like some evil dead shit.
- Get her!
- That's a hand! - Oh.
- Those are fingers!
- Take me with you! - Oh, all right. Apparently not.
- I don't want to look at it. I don't want to look at it.
I don't want to look at it!
Oh! My god!
(screaming)
- Oh! - (shrill gasp)
Oh! (both yelp)
Whaaat?!
- Who the hell's this guy?
- I guess I'm just gonna sit back and chill,
'cause I know I can't fight back.
- Oh, shoot.
- Why is that guy at a school? - All right, all right.
- These are some bad hallucinations. - Get up and run! Just run!
- Oh. - Run.
- Now I run. Now I run. - Run.
- Run. - Please.
- Run. - Oh.
- Oh my god. - Nope.
- No! - Run!
- (shrieks)
- Hop-- over right there, right there. - (grunts) Hop, hop, hop.
- Oh, jeez.
Jeez, jeez, jeez, jeez. - Find somewhere to hide.
Oh my god. Oh my god. You are freaking me the [bleep] out.
- Um, yeah. This looks right.
- Um...
(brief voice) - Oh!
Aah! He's right there!
- What are you gonna do? - Grab you.
Where can I go? - Where can we go?
- Oh. Ohhhh.
Yes! Yes! Yes, yes! - Crash, crash, crash, crash!
- Crouch, crouch, crouch, crouch. - Crouch, crouch.
- Come on! You're going even slower! - You're already doing--
- To your left. Right, right, right, right.
Oh no!
Go right, right, right, right, right!
- Wait, this way, right?
- This way! This way! - Oh, he's that way.
That way. - That way.
- Should I go this way? - Yeah.
- If Blake could move just a bit faster, that would be great.
- We're back outside.
- Oh.
- Then book it somewhere.
- That's the well. Just jump inside the well.
- (man) Hey, the outsider!
- I'm not the outsider! I'm the insider!
- Ohh. - Oh my god, lady!
- Aah! Oh my god!
- Run! - ...everywhere!
- Where should I go? - Just keep going this way.
Just keep going this way. - That's a gate.
- Aah! No, wrong way! - Oh, the wrong way.
- Aah!
- Oh God. All right. - All right, you're taking over.
- All right. - Get ready.
- Oh my god! I can't see! - Oh my god!
I can't see! I can't see!
Go away! Go away!
(groans) My god.
- Am I trapped? There's a [bleep] wagon?
You can't walk past the wagon?
- Yeah. Game logic, bro.
- Let's go. - All right. Go, go, go.
- Through that door. There's a light in there.
Maybe go in there?
- We're good. - I think he's tired.
- I'm a little winded. I'm a little winded. We're going in here.
- Oh. That door's open.
- (man) The noise of the fury of the Lord comes...
- CLOSE THE DOOR! - Lock it!
Oh my god! - I'M TRYING!
- Oh my god.
(both scream)
- OH MY GOD!!
- Door! Right there! - Go!
- Go through the door.
(gasps) - (man) Her scum shall be in the fire.
- Oh my god!!
- (man) ...be in the fire. - Yeah, screw you guys.
- Okay. Now you got to hide.
- (Blake) Okay.
- Oh. - Heal.
- Oh shit, shit. - Heal, heal.
- No, no, no, no. - Oh shoot.
(banging)
- Good idea. Good idea.
(gasps) - (whispers) Jesus.
- Are we supposed to get up and-- - Oh...
If he checks under this bed, I'm gonna insult his boots.
- Just go for it. Just go for it.
- (man) ...the outsider.
- We're good. We're good. We're good. We're good!
We're good. - Wow, they are slow.
- Smart. - Rae, you are a genius. Where's the door?
- I don't think there's a door. - You can't shut it.
- Oh, there's a basement.
- Why would you want to go inside the basement?
Okay, we're gonna make bad decisions, like you said.
- Bad decisions.
- Any batteries? Just pottery?
Bandage! - We don't even need them.
- Oh, I need bandages.
(Blake panting) - Go.
- Oh no! Shit! - Go!
- Oh! Hell no! Hell no! Hell no!
- Oh! - No-no-no!
(yammers) - GO!!!
- Come on! - Go, go, go, go, go.
(Blake groans, squelch)
- (man) Her scum... - Oh what?
- Whoa! Oh my god!
- Okay. We're okay.
- Squeezin' by. - Okey-dokey.
- Oh. (Blake panting)
I don't hear anything.
- You know something's about to go down
when they give you like five bandages. - (chuckling) Yeah.
- Oh, noises.
- Lynn? Oh shit.
- What is that?
- Oh shit. She's cut up. - She's beat up.
- Is she naked? - Ugh.
- No, she has underwear on. Okay.
I don't think that's her. - 'Cause he would've been like, "Lynn."
- Think maybe you can move that?
(flies buzzing) - Yeah.
- I think you have to push that.
- Yeah. - Oh, no, no, no.
- (disgusted) Oh. - Or is it?
I can't tell. - Got soiled underpants.
- Oh. All right.
- It's gonna be a dead body. Watch.
There's gonna be many dead bodies.
- (Blake) The [bleep] is this?
- Huh? - What the hell?
All right, this is not-- - Is this--
- This is-- this is a little risky.
- Okay. No pressure. Just if you fall,
you're gonna get impaled by... - Exactly. No big deal.
No big deal. - ...a sharp snake.
- This is fine.
- Got it. - Ooh.
- Very nice. - Suck it, death pit.
- Oh look. More paper
that we're gonna have to read. - Oh.
- "God knows what I've done.
And he forces my eyes on it when I am weak and I'm scared."
- "...Papa Knoth's child"?
So Knoth is the one who's impregnating people then?
- Something about children.
These people just really like children.
- This whole cult's thing is like...
they impregnate women with the demon spawn.
And then they try to kill the baby.
So it's like, "Oh, we killed the devil." - Demon spawn. God.
- "He'll never come back." - Yeah.
Or I think they're doing it in God's name or something.
You know what I mean? - Yeah.
- Bandages. Bandages.
- Or baby heads.
- Oh. Got a battery. - It's a battery.
- Why are there just guitars around?
- They're-- like, they like music.
- Hello? - Hello?
- Hello?
Batteries? - Damn, we do need our light.
- Piano, can you play?
Oh, that's-- - That's a bench.
- Could you play the bench?
- (gasps) - Oh.
- Oh, I hear somebody. - Come on, floor.
- Run! - Oh shoot.
- Up the stairs! - Ah! Stairs!
♪ (suspenseful music) ♪ - Come on, come on, come on.
- I love how he's like, "Oh, what's the best way to escape?
Let's go upstairs." - Crouch.
- Nope, not that way. - In here, I think.
- Jump. - Uh...
- Who [bleep] cares? Just go. - Shoot.
Just break your legs. Go. - Aaah...
Break 'em. - Oh my god.
- Yeah, just jump off. - Just straight-up jump off?
- Yeah, [bleep] 'em.
- Batteries.
- You don't need batteries
to help your life! - But I want them!
- Uh... - Over the fence! Over the fence!
- Oh. Can you jump--
oh my god, I didn't even realize.
- This way.
♪ (suspenseful music) ♪
(both scream) - God!
- Go, go! No, no, down! - Oh Jesus!
- You can go down.
There was a little hole. - Where? Where?
- Get the hell out of the way!
What the hell am I supposed to do?
- Wait. Seriously. What are you--
(Blake grunting painfully)
- What are you--
He's literally just standing there. What do you do there?
- Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!
Please!! Go away!
Oh my god. Pleeease.
- Oh. - Oh.
- Wiggle. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.
(Blake groans in agony) - (groans)
- Okay, it's okay.
- You want me to run past this, and then-- - Yeah, you can--
You can do it.
- Oh my god, run. - Okay. Whoa. We're running again.
- All right. We're all the way back here. - Go, go, go.
- No, this is where that guy was. - Oh god.
Cross under there! - Right here! Right here! Right here!
Yes! Yes!
- (cultist) I got him!
- Nope. - (cultist) Over here!
- No, you don't.
- Uh, guys, can we just stop this chase for a second?
- Okay. Wow, you got that so much past-- - (chuckles)
- Keep on going. Keep on going.
Don't look back.
- So are we in the middle of the--
- (both) Whoa.
- It just--
Oh my. - Oh wow.
- I feel like this entire level is just--
OH! - Come on!
- Jesus. - Go away!
♪ (foreboding music) ♪
- I don't want to use our batteries.
- All right, get ready to just dip.
- Yep. All right.
Run.
- Please, can we go this way? - Jump!
- No. - Don't jump!
- Oh! Yes! Come on. Okay.
(Blake grunts)
- (cultist) Son of a bitch!
- Interact. Interact. Interact.
- Got my steel-toed boots. - One more time.
- Oh.
- Back up! Back up!
OH MY GOD!!
We're so close!!! - Oh my god.
- Keep going! - No!
- Oh my god! - Oh...
Yes! Yes, yes.
- Let's go.
- Where are we--
Oh what?
- Crawl. Crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl.
- Ooh. Ooh-hoo-hoo.
He's right there.
- (groans intensely) This is so stressful.
- Uh... in here, in here.
- Go.
- Oh. Yes.
We can go through here.
- Okay. Can we shut it?
- And then where do we go?
- All right, the music's dying down.
- Don't head in there. Screw it. - Do I trust
that the music is this quiet right now?
- All right.
- There has to be a bandage. - Bandage, bandage.
- At least somewhere.
- Oh, battery. - Oh.
Or bandages.
I mean, that's helpful too.
- Aw yeah.
- Thank you.
(flies buzzing)
- Oh, there's-- - Yeah, hallway.
- All right. This way.
- Ooh. That guy's passed out. We're dead.
- Let's not look at the dead bodies. Just go.
- Oh, one of the guitars. - Look, another guitar.
- (chuckles)
(flies buzzing) Oh, crosses.
(flies buzzing) ♪ (sinister music quietly builds) ♪
- Uh, what does it say on the board?
- What does that say?
- "Don't be afraid. You're going to heaven."
- Oh.
- That's reassuring. - There's a teacher.
(nearby rumble) - Doesn't look like it.
Oh [bleep]. - Whoa.
- Who-- oh my god.
- (Blake) What the [bleep]?
- What was that?
- Uh... - What?
- It's just like a bunch of children voices.
- Oh there. There, there.
What? (mutters) Oh no.
- It's dark in there. All right.
- Okay. - Oh, it's fine.
- Great, more stairs.
- This is too calm. I don't like it.
- (chuckles) - Is something gonna happen?
- Everyone just walking around.
- Oh, nothing scary happen, please.
(footsteps)
- I guess we just hop out this window.
- Looks like it.
(Blake grunts and winces) - Jeez.
All right, we're freakin' bleeding again.
- "Press H to heal."
- Our one bandage. - I guess that's why we have
that one bandage. - Thanks, Rae. Thanks.
I like how we're only just, like, wounding our left wrist.
Like, we fall off a house,
and it was our left wrist that got bloody. - Same.
- Um... - Can we go through that way?
- Can you jump over it?
- (Blake) How do I get over there?
- Oh, well, Blake, I was hoping you could tell me.
- Can we move the little carriage thing?
- Oh, this thing? Yeah, I'm sure I could do that.
- Why would there be a random wagon?
- Yeah. - Oh shit. I was right.
I was right for once.
- Here you go.
(rattling)
- (man, raspy voice) Pray with me.
- Nope. Nope. - No. Why are we still pushing it?
- Oh.
- I don't want to pray with you.
Oh, I think he's in front of the gate.
- Oh, okay.
- (both) Ohhhh!
- Isn't that the witch person? - Lady?
- Isn't that the one that we ran away from a few times?
Yeah? Okay.
- Why would we jump over to the side that she's on?
- All right. There we go.
Now we gotta climb the fence.
You got it. (Blake grunts)
Nice. Track star Rae.
- Okay. - Is that our friend?
- Is that her? Yeah, we should probably avoid her.
- Uh...
- Go that way. Yeah, don't go toward the women.
- Yeah, not towards the people.
- Where am I supposed to go?
- We need to go in.
- Wait, now-- - Oh wait. Maybe not.
Oh, we gotta go down that way.
Probably get over somehow.
- Hope there's not a car I have to push.
- Hey, there's a little hole in the gate.
- Or do I push the cart?
- Can we? Good.
Ah. - No.
- We can probably use this to go over that fence.
(rattling)
- (lady, raspy voice) God? - Oh my god.
- (lady) Do you want him?
- (both) NO! - Crazy lady.
(raspy screeching) Push it!
No, keep pushing! - Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.
Oh my god, oh my god.
Corner like we did in the last--
No, she saw you go inside the bucket. - Did she?
Oh, yeah. Okay.
So wait. What did we do last time though?
We went around her. - Keep pushing.
No, yeah, go around her. No, go slower.
- Oh great. - You keep going--
- No! - You're going way too fast.
- I don't know what to do with this lady!
- You're too slow. - And then around.
No! Around.
- We're not playing "Ring Around the Rosie" with this woman.
- Please leave me alone!
What am I supposed to do, Michelle? - I'm so over this already.
I think you just have to keep cornering her and pushing her.
- Oh my god! Go away!
(Blake grunts and pants)
Ughh.
I don't even think I'm scared of her.
I think I'm just annoyed of her.
That's disgusting.
- He cut her ding-a-ling off.
I have an idea.
I would run far away and then hide. - Okay.
- Maybe. And then when she goes that way,
go towards the wagon and put-- - Do I try it?
- I don't know. I guess.
Wait. Okay, hold on. - Okay. So start pushing that.
Push it as much as you can before she stops it or whatever.
(woman shouts) - Bye!
C-Y-at sign!
Where am I going? - Okay, yeah.
'Cause then maybe if you take her that way...
- Oh my god. - (whimpers)
♪ (ominous music) ♪
I think you can go push the wagon,
'cause she's probably back behind you.
- Yes. - Okay. There we go.
Go, go, go, go, go.
(rattling)
- Watch, she's gonna stab me in the back. - We're doing it.
- I'm so scared. - You can press Alt
and look behind you. - I do not want to look back.
- Okay, then don't do it. (giggles)
(lady grunts) Oh my god.
- OH! - We're almost there!
- (shouting) - Yes! Yes!
- Oh my god!! - Can you do it?
- NO!!! - Yes!
- Yes! - Oh my god.
(overlapping speech)
(key tapping) (Blake screaming)
- Oh God, no! - What?
- Oh, no way! - No!!
- You're kidding me!
Oh! Kick her in the face!
Yeah, suck it, bitch. Let's go.
- Was that supposed to happen?
- I don't know, but that was awesome!
- (both) Oh.
- Michelle, I'm so proud of you! (giggles)
I would've been stuck there forever.
- That's it for today, but we'll be back soon
to play more Outlast 2.
- What do you think's gonna happen next in this crazy game?
Let us know in the comments.
- Bye, guys!
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