An American Haunting Page #3
- Oh!
- John!
(door creaking)
(water pouring)
- Open your eyes, John.
- He'll be all right in the head
come morning, Miss Bell.
- And the poultice?
- He keep them roots
on his head a while.
- Well...
Betsy appears to suffer
from violent nightmares.
- Did you see my sister?
- Of course.
- You think what my daughter
just went through--
- Bear with me
for a minute here--
- The covers were pulled off her bed!
That was no nightmare.
- Nightmares may appear
to be more than they are.
People often imagine
they've seen--
- We didn't imagine any of this!
You were there, you saw it!
It was not natural!
- There's something evil here.
- This is blasphemy!
- Who's there?
Show yourself!
- Betsy, is that you?
- Destroy them, O Lord!
Let them fall by their own counsel!
- Quiet, James!
Cast them out!
- Can you see anyone?
- A multitude of their...
- Who is that?
- O Lord,
they have rebelled against thee!
Cast them out!
- Stop that, James!
- The foolish shall not stand!
They shall not stand
in thy sight!
Cast them out! Cast them--
Stop it!!
Damn you to hell!!
- Are you familiar
with that which Mr. Johnson reads?
- Of course it understands
the words of the Lord.
That's why it's gone.
(noise)
- Was the reading
from the Gospel According to Matthew?
(noise)
- Was that a yes...
or a no?
- Shhh!
(noise)
- Is it a Psalm of David?
(loud noise)
Why are you here?
- Are we all having nightmares now,
Professor?
- My mess. I'll clean it.
(knocking)
- Anky, could you answer
the door, please?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Hi, Anky.
- Zach.
What you doing here?
- Miss Batts told me
to bring this bag to the Bells.
She say she found it on her land.
Bye, Anky.
- Bye, Zach.
- Who was it, Anky?
- It was Zach, ma'am.
- Who works for Kate Batts?
- Yes'm.
She give him this bag
to give to you.
- I don't want anything of hers
brought into this house.
- She say it belong
to the Bell family.
- No, Mom.
- This is Betsy's.
- Yes, Miss Lucy.
And that be Mr. Bell's shirt.
They's been missing for over a year.
- Why would she have their clothes?
What is it, Chloe?
What do you know?
Tell me what you know.
being a witch and all.
Well, Miss Lucy,
when witches
get a critter's blood on folks' clothes,
why, that mean
the person gonna...
- Gonna what, Chloe?
Gonna what?
- Gonna...
Gonna die, Miss Lucy!
Gonna die!
- I'll burn it!!
- No, Miss Lucy!!
That'll make it worse.
They're gonna let the devil in!
(eerie music)
(children shouting)
- Hey, come on, come on!
Hey, give it back!
("angelic" music)
- Stop! Wait!
Please, stop!
(water dripping)
(screaming)
- You're having a nightmare!
(breathing heavily)
It's all right.
It's all right.
It's all right.
What happened?
- I don't remember.
I never remember.
- Should I wake your parents?
- No!
Please.
Please just stay here with me.
- Of course, Betsy.
Let's get you covered up.
(coughing)
- John!
- I'll kill her. I'll kill her!
- No, John.
When they hang you for her murder,
what happens to us?
- You won't be any worse off
than you are already--
- John, I want to have you,
John Bell!
- But sacrificing my life
could end this torment!
(coughing)
- We'll find another way, John.
We'll find another way.
- Theny?
- Yes, Betsy?
- Do you believe in the Lord?
- Of course I do.
Don't you?
- I used to.
- Oh, Betsy.
- I'm so afraid.
- Don't be.
I'm here with ya.
Good night, Betsy.
- Good night.
(whisper):
Betsy...(echoing)
- Did you hear that?
(whisper):
Betsy...Betsy...
(gasping)
Betsy, Betsy, Betsy, Betsy...
Betsy, Betsy, Betsy, Betsy...
Betsy, Betsy, Betsy, Betsy...!
Betsy, Betsy, Betsy, Betsy...!
Betsy, Betsy, Betsy, Betsy...!
- Let me out!
Let me out!!!!
Let me out!
- Betsy, Betsy, Betsy, Betsy...!
- Let me out!!!
- Betsy, Betsy, Betsy, Betsy...!
(Theny screaming)
Betsy...
(Theny whimpering)
- How long has she been this way?
- Uh, maybe 30 minutes,
hmm?
- No, more than that.
- Theny?
(Theny whimpering)
Can you tell us what happened?
- It's all right, Theny.
- She was having a nightmare.
She was...
fighting with someone.
She started...
hitting herself.
I woke her up and then...
... then this...
voice--
(screaming)
- Betsy! Betsy, you're all right.
Shhh...
Shhh...
Betsy! Betsy! Come on!
Come here, come here!
Shhh! Shhh!
Shhh! Here, look at me.
Look at me, look at me!
Shhh, shhh.
- Betsy...
- Did you hear it?
- Shhh...
(whisper):
Bad(knocking sound)
(whisper):
John Jr...Theny...
Lucy...
John Bell...
Tell me the truth...
(plaintive cry)
- What is it, Lord?
- Cease this at once!!!
(plaintive crying)
(different disembodied voices ):
- You're gonna die...
- Make him pay.
- No, no, no...
(disembodied laughter)
- Who are you?
(whisper):
She'll sadden onewho was once happy...
- Go to hell, Kate Batts!
(babbling of disembodied voices )
(screaming)
- Precious! Oh!
- Oh!
(Betsy screaming)
- No! Betsy, no!
Betsy! No! No!
Betsy!!!!!!!
- No!
- Stop!!! No!!
(Professor):
It spoke.It had a voice.
But what did it want?
Why was it making Betsy suffer so?
What did she do
to make it so angry?
The black wolf?.
The young girl,
visible only to Betsy;
the spirit
which none of us could see.
How did they relate to each other?.
Were they one and the same?
The attacks on Betsy got worse.
It spoke more and more.
I tried to get it to tell us
why it had come.
My questions
were answered with silence.
Why wouldn't it answer?.
- In my life...
I've done far more good than not.
Even saints...
commit sins of some sort.
How can you allow...
my family...
to be punished like this?!
It's the way of Satan!
I've offered you my life...
in recompense.
Why do you not take it?
I beg you.
I beg you, Lord.
Rid us of this curse.
Take my life.
The Lord has forsaken me, Richard.
(coughing)
attacks you as well.
"Someone who was once happy."
To whom do you think that refers?
- Kate Batts.
Everything points to her.
- Well, look, if she is the cause,
than why not just return the profit
and the timber to her?
- I tried.
Two months ago.
I sent Chloe to see her.
Money in hand.
She sent it back.
- Then she does mean
to torment you.
- Until I die.
- This...
entity...
... do you believe
it can read your mind?
- No, I do not.
No.
But I do believe it can...
hear our conversations.
That's how it knows
our every move.
- But it is only present
on this property.
(horses whinnying)
- Yah! Yah!
(horses whinnying)
- You know,
the fog is awfully thick.
- We made good time.
We should be out of the woods soon.
(whispery breathing sound)
(screaming)
(panting)
Whoa!!
- Betsy!!
Betsy!!!!
Betsy! Can you hear me?
(horse neighing)
- Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa!
Go!!
- Come on!
(Betsy):
It's getting closer!
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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