Dark Exorcism Page #3

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she's ridiculous,

that it's perfectly safe...

But you don't believe that?

I don't know what I

believe anymore.

May we go down in the basement?

Hi, Bethany.

My name is Lois Kern, and this is

my associate, Veronica Carpenter.

We'd like to talk to you about

what's been going on in the house.

I see.

Your mother's filled us in

on what you've both

been going through,

but we'd like to hear from

you as well, if it's okay.

I'm not sure what

I can tell you.

This is really lovely work.

Is this yours?

Yeah, um, I'm not sure where

it's going right now.

It's, it's kind of a mood piece.

They say that artists

are always channeling

what's going below the surface.

In art school it was all

mastering technique

and discipline,

and then stripping that away

and returning to intuition.

It seems like a long way around to

get back where you started from.

Agreed.

Do you spend a lot

of time down here?

Sometimes.

Lately, yeah.

Your mother says you've

been spending more time

down here since the

incidents started.

It's safer down here.

What do you mean safer?

Do you feel safer

down here, Bethany?

I won't let it hurt her.

Who?

Don't do that.

What?

That.

It's condescending.

I apologize.

I didn't know.

You know.

You know there's

something very bad here.

Do you believe your

house is haunted?

I don't know about all that.

I...

I just feel sorry

for my poor mother.

She's stressed at work,

and she's scared for me,

because she knows...

What does she know, Bethany?

I'm the one they really want.

My father was my protector.

He...Would scoop me up

if I had a nightmare.

And he would tell me that

everything was going to be okay,

and that no one would hurt me.

You know, if there was

something in the closet,

or under the bed, he'd save me.

When he first got really sick,

they took him to

the hospital ward.

And I couldn't sleep

through the night,

because,

my protector was far away, and

the things in the

dark could get me.

I visited him once.

He looked so sick and weak.

But,

he told me about this light.

And that,

he was only moving

on to somewhere

that he could look

after us better.

That he was never

gonna actually leave.

And I could sleep again because,

when I saw sunshine or a

flame I'd say, there he is.

He's watching over us.

But now, with all this stuff,

it was a lie, wasn't it?

Maybe there's no light,

there's no after this.

There are still

things in the dark.

What kind of things?

Hungry things.

Do you know what's

in this house?

It's darkness.

Blacker than the blackest.

I thought I was going crazy,

and I'm still not sure I'm not,

but I just don't understand what,

I don't understand why

it's happening to us.

I mean, did we do something?

Did I do something?

You didn't do anything, Bethany.

I'm sorry, I guess I'm a

little bit of a mess here.

It's okay.

It's, it's okay to

fall apart sometimes.

We pick ourselves up.

Stay strong and...

Is your family

particularly religious?

Like church and stuff?

No, I mean, we went to

church a few times,

and Mom prayed a lot when Dad...

I guess it didn't stick.

We often find strengths in

the unlikeliest of places.

I have something dear to me

that might help you

find strength.

Something given to me that

I'd like to offer you.

Don't you dare f***ing

cross me with that again.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what...

I, I, I don't know what...

Bethany.

Bethany?

Bethany.

We need to call an ambulance.

Please help me.

What are you gonna name it?

Name what?

The baby.

I'm sorry.

I'm not.

Excuse me.

Are you okay?

What?

Yeah, I was just getting a

little stuffy in there.

What did she say?

Nothing.

It was just a misunderstanding.

So, Joan and her daughter's

story seem to fit most

of the five stages of a haunting

as per your research outline.

I don't think we're

dealing with a haunting.

You think they're making it up.

I wasn't sure myself, I mean,

the mother's been working

herself to the bone,

and the daughter's

severe head trauma

would account for any

personality shifts,

but that thing with the nail?

I'm afraid we're dealing

with something else.

I'm not following.

A haunting at its most

basic is leftover energy

from a human presence,

their experiences.

I'm now believing that

whatever is in this house

has never been human.

Baby.

You have to eat.

Keep your strength up.

I'm not hungry.

Baby, please, try.

Please try just for me.

No!

I said I'm not hungry!

I'm so..

I'm so sorry, I'm, I, I,

I didn't mean, I...

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

It's okay, I'll make

something else.

Sh, sh, sh.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I wish Dad were here.

I know.

I know, I miss him too.

You miss him?

I do.

I do, so, so much.

Yes.

The way he...

Trusts you!

Buckley?

What are you doing?

Turn it off, it's not funny.

I said, turn it off!

Hey, Christ, you scared

the sh*t out of me.

Is everything alright?

I didn't know you were

coming over today.

Yeah, I got done at

the studio early.

I figured we could order

in, watch a movie.

Hey, what's going on, you okay?

I'm fine, I just...

Look, I gave you the

key to the apartment,

but it would still be

nice to know when...

you're gonna be here instead

of just showing up.

Hey, is this about the tape?

I was just...

It was out, I was curious.

I mean, can you blame

me, how often...

It's just not respectful

to enter someone's home

and start going through

all their things.

A little civility

would be appreciated.

What if I just came to your studio and

started going through all your bags

and your equipment?

What are you doing?

Come on, Buckley.

No, no, not when

you get like this.

I know enough to just

exit stage left.

I guess this is the one perk

of us still having

separate places, right?

You can just bail

when it gets heavy.

Buckley.

Hello?

Hello?

Jesus.

Yeah.

Do not come back to me now.

Who is this?

Please, me safe.

Listen, Keeley, if this is

some kind of stupid joke,

it's not funny, okay?

Listen, I'm gonna call the cops.

She belongs to us,

and she's ours.

No.

God, my God.

My God.

Who are you?

What do you want from us?

Just leave her alone!

Just please leave her alone!

Please, please.

She invited us.

And we like it here.

But she invited us.

Invited us.

You know what he did

to her, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Bethany.

Every night.

Every night, you

know what happens?

Every night?

Ms. Mills.

Something's happening.

You're sure you heard her right.

She said Gahenna.

I thought it was just a

rain of sound at first,

but it was so clear.

My God, her eyes.

If you saw her face,

it wasn't her.

Veronica, stay up here with Ms.

Mills.

Well, why?

What's going on?

I'm going downstairs

to check on Bethany.

So, then I should go with you.

No, no, I need to be

sure of something.

Wait, what...

What is Gahenna?

It's Hebrew.

It's the word for Hell.

This is crazy, you...

Just stay with Ms. Mills!

You were to observe and assist.

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