Dark Signal Page #4

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has made contact

with the radio station.

It's pretty common

that freakish entities

to make contact with us

here every night.

Only we call it...

A "phone in".

So what now?

Hold hands and sing?

Maybe if you shut up and listen

instead of talking over

everything I say

we can start.

If that's the way

you wanna play it...

Baby, are you here?

Nick?

Great radio, genius.

Can the spirit who tried

to contact us... hear me?

Can the spirit who tried

to contact us... hear me?

Does the spirit who tried

to contact us...

have a message?

Come to us.

Tell us.

Come to us.

Can the spirit who tried

to contact us...

hear me?

Does the spirit who tried

to contact us...

have a message?

Can the spirit who tried

to contact us...

hear me?

It's here.

It's here.

It's here.

What have you done?!

Do you have a message?

A message?

I'm getting something.

Where am I?

Are you lost?

Who are you?

Are you lost?

Come to us.

Come.

What's your name?

Your name?

Sarah.

Sarah.

Is this your name?

Sarah?

Sarah... we want to help you.

What has happened to you?

What's happened to you?

Can-can we help?

Come to us.

Come to us.

Um, we'd like to apologize to

all our listeners everywhere

for that slight technical hitch.

Just send me the laundry bill

for your underwear.

You sound like you are

in great pain, Sarah.

Can-can we help?

Can we help you, Sarah?

Please...

Please...

What are you doing?

I am a good man.

I always do

what I think is right.

Please...

I don't know what's happening.

But hear this...

If you talk...

if you so much as whisper...

I'll answer the voice

in my heart.

The one that tell me

to cut your tongue out.

You have taken everything

from me.

Everything!

I wanted...

to ask you...

Why...

did you do it?

Why did you kill her?

I don't know

what you think I've done!

Liar!

You see?

See what you made me do?

Please... I'm sorry...

I'm so sorry.

Was it... at least quick?

When you killed her?

When you killed my daughter?

I won't be quick.

I'll make you suffer.

Where are you from?

The Nant pass.

Below the white hills.

Where's that?

There's nothing there.

Just the odd farm.

Listen, Sarah...

Are you from a farm?

A farm in that area?

Who... did this to you?

Him.

Him?

My finger...

He took... my finger.

Why... would he do this?

Wedlock killer.

Ask her if she knows

who killed her.

Listen.

Focus on me.

Focus on my voice.

An eye for an eye.

An eye for an eye.

Hm?

An eye for an eye.

An eye for an eye.

An eye for an eye.

She's here...

That girl is here.

It's a trick...

She's fooling with you.

- Please.

Please just listen to me!

I don't know what's happening!

You have to believe me.

Please! Please...

Please...

I can't do this.

You lucky bastard.

I can't do this.

Gonna call the police.

Tell 'em I found the killer.

Huh?

They can sort you out.

No!

No!

Sarah...

Sarah, focus on me...

on my voice.

He's dead!

He... he's dead!

Marek?

Oh, my!

Are you okay?

Tell them... who killed me.

Do you know?

Know? Know what?

I don't know anything!

I didn't think it would be you.

Look at me.

Do you know me?

How? How could it be you?

No.

Come on, come on.

Hello? Kate?

Kate?

I can't hear you this end.

Are you okay?

Look... it's Marek.

He-he's, uh...

He's had a...

Well, I don't know...

He's not himself.

I'm bringing him to you.

I'll be at the radio station

in about 15 minutes, okay?

Ring me if you get the chance.

Don't touch him. Please.

Leave my so alone.

I want you to see...

I want you to see

what I'll do to him.

You're sick!

Yes.

Well, you better kill me now,

because if I get out of this

I'm going to f***ing kill you.

You stay here.

I will bring you your son...

and you will watch him die.

You leave me here...

and I'm going to f***ing

hunt for you,

you f***ing freak!

- You stay here.

No! No!

No! No!

No!

No, no, no!

No! No, please!

Please, please!

Stop.

Please. Help me, please.

She's gone.

We've lost her.

Wait.

It's not over yet here.

Wait.

One person knows.

Who?

Who knows?

At my house.

Tied up.

Someone is tied up

at your house?

She's in danger.

Who is this person?

Who?

Who knows?

No.

Wait! We are not finished!

Power's on, but I got nothing.

She's gone.

Nick?

Nick!

Who did this to you?

Don't know. I don't know.

He was wearin' a mask.

He was in a mask.

Whose house is this?

And don't say

a f***ing footballer.

Who lives here?

I did... I did.

It's my... family home.

Then why the f***

are we trying to rob it?

There's no jag.

There's no-no company.

There's no money.

Dad has all the money.

Dad has all the money.

He's giving it to her.

To Sarah?

My sister... she's my sister.

Why didn't you say so?

I didn't want you to know

I was...

stealing from my family.

Just... just...

want you to like me.

I want you... to like me.

Take the money...

Take the money.

I need to get you to a hospital.

Take the money...

Take Marek...

and go somewhere new.

Take...

Just take...

No!

No!

No!

It's okay, Cariad.

We're nearly there.

Great.

F***ing genius!

Whoa. That was... amazing.

It's a shame we got cut off.

You two... are sick.

You nearly had me.

We did it.

We actually made contact.

This is over.

This stupid f***ing experiment

of yours ends now.

What we did was incredible!

Then maybe you can write

another book about it,

that's if you have

enough crayons.

I'm gonna crack on.

What is wrong?

You!

This whole thing!

Do you have any idea

what it's like

to have someone

taken away from you?

A life?

Of course.

You can't...

Otherwise why would you

spend your time

trying to convince people that

there is anything beyond this,

other than

an infinite test signal?

For precisely that reason.

So what would my child

say to me, then?

Hm?

My unborn child?

Would he have a message?

Because he never learned

to talk.

So how exactly does this work?

I'm really sorry for your loss.

I don't need your sympathy!

I need reality.

Existence just is

a sliver of light

between two chasms of darkness.

I don't believe that.

We have just proved it.

No, all you have proved

was how good you are

at manipulating people.

And the wedlock killer?

That's just

in poor f***ing taste.

Real people are dealing

with that, right now.

He's not Jack the ripper

or killer of the week

on Columbo.

He's out there now

doing god knows what.

And you're trading

on his infamy.

We'll have to agree to disagree.

Yeah.

I'm going to have a cigarette.

- You can smoke in here.

- I need a break from her sh*t.

Yeah, you and Aleister Crowley

in there

have pretty much killed

my final show!

Maybe that's what we should be trying

to contact from beyond the grave:

My career!

Are you there, career?

Come on!

F***!

Balls!

Antenna's gone tits up again!

It's nearly the end.

Don't you want THX quality

sound for the end of the show?

Not particularly.

Five minutes.

You've got three.

I'm gonna go in first, okay?

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