Bleed Page #5

Let me help you now.

One of you

might get lucky too.

We're gonna make you

a strong mama.

Till the moon delivers.

The seed's sewn.

The circle

continue to turn.

I've got her.

Save yourself.

Ugh!

--Come here!

Kane!

Your choice

will be right.

Sarah!

Holy f***.

You okay?

Yeah.

I been calling your name

down the hallway,

it's like you're

in a trance or something.

No, I was watching--

there's some

seriously weird

f***ing sh*t

going on right now.

Where's Matt?

I don't know.

You don't know?

No...

What's this?

I don't--

"mutilated skin.

Skinned alive..."

Where did you

get this?

Dave had it.

Eric, he's dead.

He's what?

"Dusty cableton,

and Ana Harris found on"--

Ana Harris?

That's the name

of the grave in the woods.

December 5, 1979.

She died on the day

we were born.

What the f***

is going on?

--Eric, I'm scared.

Shh.

Eric, I have family.

I have a baby.

I need to get

the f*** out of here.

-I don't know

what's going on here.

-Yeah, okay.

We will get out

of here. Okay?

--Oh, sh*t!

Hey!

It was you.

Ana had the mark.

I failed her in the barn.

Ain't happening again.

They're gonna kill us all!

-What the f***?

-Hey, man, what you doing?

F*** you, pig.

You just could not keep

your mouth shut, could you?

I was just gonna give you life

and leave it at that.

But now, now I gotta

take that from you.

Those kids never judged me.

Why'd you?

I done evil.

And I done it for you.

But I never

killed those kids.

Preacher!

You should've just

done your job, boy.

It don't matter

what nobody said.

We...

Make the law

around here.

You'll burn in hell,

you hear me, god damn?

To hell I say!

Let us in!

Are you ready to bleed?

No.

No, stop.

Let me go. Let me go!

No, please don'ts

hurt my baby!

Shh, shh, shh.

Sweet angel.

We're not going

to hurt your baby.

No, no, please no!

--Calm yourself.

Run!

Kane!

Matt!

Welcome to hell, captain.

No!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Lord, child.

What happened to you?

Mercy, girl.

Come with me.

It's all right, girl.

Push it.

We're gonna get this child

out of you.

Now, give it

everything you got.

Push!

Now!

Don't you

go white eye on me.

Here she comes.

She isn't crying.

'Cause she ain't breathing.

No. No.

No! No! No! No!

Give me my baby!

Give me my baby!

Give me my baby!

Do you want

your child to live?

Hey, look at me.

We're the lucky ones.

I just want her

to live a long happy life.

Yeah, well she will.

I promise.

Everything's

gonna be fine.

I know.

Yes. Yes.

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