A Dark Song Page #2

Do you know the ritual?

Shall I leave you to do it?

You will not argue back!

I'm giving you what you want.

I see it burn in your f***in' eyes.

You agreed to do whatever I said.

- I asked you.

- I know. I was just--

You had the chance

to back out yesterday.

But the house has been sealed.

I'm not backing out.

Well, what are you doing?

I just want this to work.

And it's gonna work with

posh little you in charge?

No.

Eat this.

It's a toadstool.

Have you been listening?

Take it.

Do the ritual.

Talk to your Guardian Angel.

Talk to your child.

Good.

What will it do?

You've been cleansed ritually...

...you're gonna be cleansed physically.

Is it going to be horrible?

Yep.

The circle is a paradox.

No beginning and no end, but bounded.

In each circle there are

four essential phases.

We consecrate the circles,

open the chamber...

...with the magic squares,

pass through.

Five circles, five elements,

five realms.

Now, the Abramelin

is essentially a journey.

That's a, that's a poor metaphor.

That is, but it will do for now.

This circle, this is

the Chamber of Effect.

Element of Wood,

where we seal our vessel...

...from the world,

make it safe against attack.

This one, the Chamber of the Song.

We push off into the void,

on our journey.

Element of fire.

The Blackness.

The Boundless,

where we sink into the abyss.

The Tangible.

Earth, metal, water.

The cycle.

Now this middle circle,

this is nameless.

This is where your angel will appear.

You will ask your favor

and I will ask mine.

When will my angel appear?

Well, we'll be invoking

the angel at every circle...

...but each time we move on,

it will grow more powerful.

This world will be merged with

other worlds, others will hear.

When will the angel appear?

It can appear at any time

from the first invocation.

Most likely fourth or fifth circle.

Triangle represents

the divine order, three.

A whole, divisible only by one,

the Trinity.

It's where you gain focus.

Stop you going mad.

This is the world of decay...

...of death, brute fact.

The square represents its form,

the number four...

...square of two, a perfect number.

This room is your urges, your baseness.

It is where you will gain your steel.

Break it.

What does that phrase do?

It's a transitional.

It is, what does it transfer?

Object to subject or

subject to predicate.

Good, now get the symbols tighter.

Feel its mass, its unmoving.

Feel its coolness, its stillness.

Did you get to the loo?

No talking.

For the next two days

I'm gonna unshackle...

...the house from the world.

You mustn't leave the circle.

No food, no water.

Focus on the stones I've given you.

Fall into it.

Swallow the pain and discomfort.

On the third mornin' we will

break for water and food.

Then we'll do the same thing

in the back two rooms.

Six days.

I'll start squares.

"And may all my transgressions

be washed."

"And make me chaste and pure."

"May my light be here now."

"Guiding me, protecting me."

"And may all my transgressions

be washed."

Transgressions be washed.

"And make me chaste and pure."

Chaste and pure.

"Protecting me."

Protecting me.

"May my light be here now."

May my light be here now.

"Guiding me."

"Protecting me."

Protecting me. Protecting me.

"And may all my transgressions

be washed."

"And make me chaste and pure."

Chaste and pure.

Make me chaste and pure.

It's raining.

Outside's an irrelevance.

Have you been hearing the dog?

The dog?

Yeah, there's a dog that barks at night.

No.

Maybe.

When are we going

to know that it's started?

What do you mean?

Well, how do we know that

something's happening?

That it's working?

That it's not--

That's why I was thinking about the dog.

- We're miles from anywhere.

- A dog?

Sh*t.

It's begun.

- What?

- It's a sign.

that it's beginning.

That's it?

That's how it starts.

It's just a bird hitting

against the window.

A black bird.

I can't see.

It was black. It was.

The circles are f***in' hard to master.

Each one will take weeks.

All the other rituals are about you.

The shifting consciousness.

Becoming one with the ceremony.

Pure.

Look at me. Look at me.

This is real. Focus on me.

- I need sleep.

- Not yet.

It's part of the ritual.

I don't do forgiveness.

What the f*** did I say

at the beginning?

You've worked around other things.

Can you work around this?

Yeah, but it'll make life hard.

I don't do forgiveness.

I know a way around.

Drink it.

But--

Blood sacrifice, this is your choice.

There are diseases.

Hepatitis.

- Can I do mine?

- No! Drink it!

Look, it's starting to congeal!

Good. Swallow it.

Don't throw it up.

Keep it down.

Keep it down!

Drink it.

It's a blood sacrifice,

this is your choice.

But I did.

No! Drink it!

Look, it's starting to congeal!

Why do you ask? Does this,

uh, question bother you?

It's actually a bit of

an ontological issue.

You know what I mean.

I would say no.

We're not trying to hurt anyone...

...but we're doing dark things.

And would you do black magic?

There's no point in going

to the fair ground...

...if you don't go

on any of the rides.

Have you seen much?

I've seen things.

I've seen Gods, demons.

I like Gods rain silver on me.

And the dead and the damned.

Most of us are damned, you know.

Have you seen anything that scared you?

It all scares me.

Is that the point?

No, the point is to know.

To f***ing know.

And to see the architecture...

...and the levers to climb the mountain.

- Power?

- Knowledge.

F***ing stop this.

It's time for bed.

You'll see it soon enough

and then you will know.

Then you will understand.

You haven't been through my stuff

for any reason, have you?

No.

Something's missing.

Something that I can't--

I'm not going through your stuff.

It'll turn up.

I hear it. What is it?

That's us being noticed.

Probably don't know what we are yet.

Are you sure?

It could be--

What the f***?

We need to seal the circle.

Which is going to take a while.

Was that real?

We have to progress very

carefully from now on...

...everything tight.

I'm on a beach by myself.

Everything's dead.

I walk towards a village...

...past the bodies

of my family and friends.

I turn a corner...

...and there's a weird

old woman standing there.

She's holding the hand of my son, Jack.

I can't see his face.

He turns around--

And I wake up.

Oh, it's just your mind

working on things.

This process is not about epiphanies.

Dreams matter, mind.

And they're part of the architecture.

I mean, you're going

to get vivid dreams...

...and deja vu, broken time.

Do you want to know what I have...

...a recurring dream

about at the moment?

- That I own a moped.

- A what?

Yeah, that I own a, I own a moped.

That's the dream.

You'd think in all this, wouldn't you?

F***in' hell.

I told you, we'd have to do it.

Yeah.

We want the ritual to work.

You're not going to

back out now, are you?

- No.

- Good.

Do we need to go to the other room?

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