Blood Creek Page #3

But I've seen what he can do.

At first, he raised small things.

My bird, the pigs, dogs.

He'd kill them

and bring them back.

But he needed blood for the ritual.

Human blood.

Blood of the living.

What happened to the poor fucks

you strung up in the trailer?

What happened to them?

A few have died, yes.

But to save how many?

You've seen what he can do.

Can you imagine if he got out?

We had him contained

until you came here.

The next time he kills,

it'll be on your conscience, not mine.

He's barred from the house. We'll just

hole up here and starve him out.

We'll starve well before he will.

He's going back to his pit. Let's go.

Wait. He's going back to the stone.

It gives him more strength.

You said you contained him. How?

The runes. Like the windows.

We painted barring runes

on the perimeter fence.

Okay, now, what are the runes?

Ancient Nordic alphabet.

He believes he's descended

from the Vikings.

We gave him blood,

but just not enough to finish the ritual.

Once it ends, no one

will be able to contain him.

- How does it end?

- All I have to go on

are a few drawings in this book.

But I do know this

is his ultimate goal.

This. This drawing right here.

- This is what he's after.

- What the hell is it?

A third eye.

The members of Hitler's

society who sent him here

thought you could

develop one over time.

It's released during a lunar eclipse,

making you all powerful.

I don't know what it will be exactly,

but I do know he needs blood,

a lot of it.

Just not his own.

That would be poison to him.

Once his third eye is released,

he'll cross over.

Nothing will be able to contain him,

not even the runes.

How do you stop him

from crossing over?

There has to be a way.

The bones.

The bones.

Maybe.

But someone

will have to go outside.

He brought his ancestors'

bones from Germany

and made them into a kind of armor.

He wore it at rituals until I stole it.

Yeah, I've seen it.

It's in the back of the barn.

In those bones

is the blood of his family.

He can't trace or hunt against them.

And after I put it on?

You need to break the link

between his blood and his mind.

If you can keep him

from getting any more blood,

maybe you can stop him

from crossing over.

Just get him in the front yard.

Hey, Wirth, your books!

Come on, you f***!

Run!

- Shoot him!

- Bullets don't work.

Not Wirth.

He can't feed off the dead.

Do it, or I'll do it!

Now you're like us.

It's begun.

Luke?

I need you to help me.

Can you do that?

I need you to put me somewhere...

where I can't hurt you.

Just do it.

My family, my children.

My family, they're gonna come

and get me, bring me home, right?

They will, won't they?

Evan, open the door!

That's mine.

I'm gonna kill you.

No.

You're going to feed me.

I've known men like you all my life.

Tiny men with your tiny ambitions.

Kill the enemy.

You all end up the same...

making death with your own hands

and calling others monsters.

Evan, get the bones!

You said Wirth can't drink

his own blood, right?

Yes.

Give me your scarf.

Tell me how you fed him every night.

After dark, we'd prepare

who was in the trailer,

make the incision,

then I'd ring the bell.

My father would put on the bone tunic,

open the cellar, and let him out.

Who made the incisions?

They had to be done

a certain way with a certain knife.

You did it.

You're gonna have to do

the same thing to me tonight.

Please, no. I can't.

Yes, you can.

We do this.

We poison him with the blood

of his own family.

Come on. Let's go.

Don't go.

Love you.

You ever wonder

how you managed to escape?

The only one after all these years.

Very simple.

I let you.

I could feel your hatred.

I knew you'd come back.

Tonight, we'll make this possible.

You released me from the family.

Blood is blood, right?

He is his family.

Do it.

Finish it.

Now ring the bell.

Go back in the house.

It's not finished.

It will protect you.

Otherwise he'd bleed you dry in no time.

Go.

Go.

Wirth!

Your reward for helping me...

you get to see your brother die.

I'm waiting for you, Wirth!

Evan.

Evan.

Evan! Evan!

You poisoned me!

This is our time.

Should have happened long ago.

When Mr. Wirth come in now.

Wirth!

Wirth!

Liese!

Liese!

Liese?

Himmler sent eight others like Wirth

to other families, other farms

where ancient rune stones

had been found.

I was expecting this.

All those years,

all at once, like an avalanche.

Well, what can I do?

Stay with me until it's over.

Don't hate us.

Okay, here are more buns.

Here's the mustard.

Mustard?

Hey, baby.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'll be right there.

Himmler sent eight others like Wirth

to other families, other farms

where ancient rune stones

had been found.

In the early '30s,

Adolf Hitler and his inner circle

became obsessed with the occult,

believing that the black arts were key

to their plan for world domination.

Nazi agents traveled the globe in search

of ancient Nordic relics

known as rune stones.

They believed if they harnessed

the power of these stones,

nothing could stop the march

of the Master Race.

The symbols inscribed in these stones

were said to describe the path

to immortality.

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