Abattoir Page #5
What'd you do? Call in reinforcements?
I thought I asked you to leave.
Sheriff, you're harboring a criminal
who's just run off into the woods.
tend to take more than they give.
What do you two hope to accomplish?
Aren't you the goddamn law in this town?
Huh?
They're constructing something
in the forest.
But you already know that, don't you?
This town and its wellbeing
is my concern, not yours.
And that out there...
...that's the past unburying itself.
And you do not lend it a shovel.
Do you read me?
- Do you read me?
- Yeah, I read you.
Alright.
Eddie'll be here in about 45 minutes
to unhook you.
Get your car. Be on your way.
Get out of town.
Not later, not in a few hours. Now.
I promise you, if I see you again
you'll be wearing handcuffs.
Has anyone ever found this thing?
Whatever the f*** it is he's building?
Do you think
you're the first one to look?
First one to hear a rumor,
stretch a tall tale?
Some folks come out,
their eyes all glassed over.
Some folks come out
and put a bullet in their mouth.
Most just come out
with a bad case of poison sumac,
and they itch like the very devil.
I'll keep an eye out for your car,
detective, but don't hold your breath.
Follow the highway home.
Live a full life.
Don't come back to new English.
Thanks for the tip.
Jerk-off.
They're hiding something.
This entire town.
You know what? It's time we found out
what jebediah crone is building.
I don't know if it's the fact
i don't know the difference
between an oak or an elm,
or a rockefeller center Christmas tree,
or that we walked into the forest
version of the Bermuda triangle.
Ok. Stop.
What is this?
"I pledge my son, Charles eaton."
"I pledge penny Marie goodwin,
my daughter."
"I pledge my daughter, Lexi,
and my son, Jeremy."
"I pledge Lance Luther, my son."
Grady, the school fire.
Crone talked of sacrifice in that
sermon. This town pledged their kids.
- This is awful.
- Jules, Jules...
"I pledge Amanda Howard, my daughter."
No. No!
Jules, what can I do?
What is this?
His collection.
Grady, look at this.
Look at all these rooms.
Look at this.
- Julia...
- Her room is out here somewhere.
Argh!
- Grady, behind you!
- Drop the weapon! Drop it!
The trigger...
Go! Go!
What is this? No!
- Grady!
- That! That! What the f*** was that?
Let's go! Let's go!
Where's your boyfriend?
- Where is he?!
' - Grady!
Grady!
Tell me what the f*** is going on
in new English.
- If I tell you, he kills me.
- If you don't, I will.
F***!
- Hey. Here. Put these on for me.
- You f***ing kidding me?!
Shut up! Put 'em on!
Put 'em on right now!
- Julia, get in the car.
- What?
Get in the car! Put 'em on!
So tell me,
what the f*** is going on here?
And I don't believe in ghosts.
I gave you every opportunity to leave,
and you had to kick over
the goddamn hornet's nest.
- F*** you. Book us.
- Afraid that option's off the table.
Just do what he says, ok?
Just do what he says.
Get out. Out.
- Get the f*** off me!
- No, no, no, no!
I stayed away from those woods half of
my goddamn life like a frickin' plague.
Kids burning alive in a school building.
Tell me what happens next.
What happens next? You have no idea
what this town was promised,
or why we did what we did.
I came all the way out here to die.
Just talk!
- Get down on your knees.
- It wasn't an electrical fire, was it?
You sacrificed your kids to him?
And for what?
The miracle of new English?
Show me the miracle of new English.
Show me the miracle of jebediah crone,
you stupid man.
The ground needed to be consecrated.
The foundations need to be laid.
It started with a tragedy,
and it's gonna end with one. You...
- No, no...
- You and your sister are leaving.
It symbolized the one thing
that he was trying to remove: Hope.
Please don't do this! Please!
from a very unfortunate life there.
' ' No!
No, no, really.
I'm doing you a great kindness here.
I don't expect you to understand,
but this is probably the last good deed
I'm gonna do with my wretched life.
Believe me,
the alternative they got planned for you
out in the forest is much, much worse.
Julia Howard, this town
has awaited your return
like lambs to the slaughter.
The two that got away.
The only blood in new English
that survived.
Well, I'm gonna give you an out
that I couldn't give your sister.
You just consider this bullet
to be the savior
of what's waiting for you out there
in that forest.
Because you can't build
a room out of water.
- I wish you a peaceful, always forward.
- No.
- No!
- Julia!
Grady! No!
This way...
Grady?
This way...
Welcome, my dear.
Please, allow me to offer you a deal.
A compact, let's say.
One time only.
You can walk away.
Tell your story to the whole world.
Oh, what a captivating story
it would be. What a scoop.
Plucky writer exposes
some supernatural malefactor
who makes a collection of ghosts,
who opens a portal
to some fearful netherworld
that exploits the denizens of a town
that sacrifices their children.
Front pager, for sure, but...
...one without an ending.
Or you may enter my house
upon your own free will.
See your loved ones once again.
Be united.
But that choice is entirely up to you.
- The video of Amanda?
- Taken in this very house.
They await you inside.
- What did you do with Grady?
- He's alive.
But that is neither here nor there.
Decide, please.
Forward... or reverse?
As they say in the south: "Come on in."
Forgive the disorder.
They're unaccustomed to guests.
Daddy dearest... did everything he could
to save his daughters.
Only to have them to return to me.
There was a time I thought
you burned with the rest.
Clever that one.
Years I spent wondering
where I went wrong.
Never realizing the two that escaped.
What do you want?
Merely for you to listen.
Tongue tipped in silver.
And I do not enjoy being misunderstood.
When we first spoke,
i told you about the fire.
how I got there.
and you corrupt an entire town. Why?
I was a swindler swindled, miss talben.
That's a quote. You can quote me.
One curries no favor with the devil.
It all truly is just flames.
Divine irony.
But like Christ,
the great deceiver, I ascended.
You live amongst the shadows
of the past
with your typewriter
and snappy repartee.
You carry your dearly departed around
like... atlas bore the weight
of the world.
I have seen what awaits on the other
side, and I have become proactive.
You have hopes and dreams.
Turn around. Walk away.
Bother us no more.
You killed my family. You poisoned them.
Where did you put him? Where is he?!
Would you like to see
my collection?
Death and re-death
for the rest of all eternity.
Why?
I'm just connecting the dots.
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