Darkness Page #3

Baby,

- Are you all right?

- What's wrong with you?

I'm here now. It's okay.

It's all over.

It's not all over.

They never go away.

They only hide.

Who? What are you talking about?

The kids.

What kids?

The ones in my room.

They wouldn't let me out.

They hate me.

They say I'm an impostor.

Paul,

there's no one else here.

Just you and me,

and mom and dad.

Those kids don't exist.

You're imagining them.

Yes they do.

They come out when it's dark.

They live in the dark.

Didn't you hear them?

Didn't you?

- Hello.

- Carlos?

- Reggie, is it late?

- I know. I know, I'm sorry.

I need your help.

What's wrong?

It's this house.

Nobody has ever lived

in your house before.

The guy who sold the house

to your father

doesn't even exist.

Neither does the real estate agent

or the lawyer.

And the phone number that's on the

contract has never been in service.

So there's nothing we can check?

Maybe. I found some information

about the architect.

Great.

Excellent. Wanna help me?

Where's Regina?

She left at the crack of dawn.

I don't know.

There's no one here.

Hey, I've seen that guy before.

He was standing outside my house,

the other night, when it was raining.

I'm sure it's him.

Come on.

You shouldn't have come.

- You designed the house, right?

- I just drew the plans according

to the measurements

they gave me.

They?

They who?

I never saw anyone.

Everything was taken care

of through an intermediary.

All I had to do was draw

and keep quiet.

That was the one thing

they insisted on.

But that wasn't the strange part.

We've got to talk.

Oh, yes. We've got to talk,

about that thing you hung up there.

It's hideous.

What are you talking about?

You told me to hang it there.

What?

Last night.

Right here.

Honey,

- That is not the problem.

- Oh, no?

Then what is the problem?

The larvae.

The what?

The larvae.

They're everywhere.

In the walls.

I hear them whisper.

They talk about us.

We've got to do something.

It was the design.

The shape of the house.

In some parts of the world,

a similar form is used

in the design and costruction

of the temples,

or other types

of occult architecture.

Something about giving birth

to spiritual energy,

or entities.

It's been so many years...

But I didn't like it.

- Reggie, I think we'd better get going.

- No, just wait.

And then...

the thing with the kids happened.

What are you planning to do?

Find them.

They must have their nest

underneath this house somewhere.

And I'm going to find it.

Seven children.

They never found them.

Except one.

When the police questioned him,

what he told them didn't make any

sense... It was some crazy story

about a round house.

Just dark.

So dark.

I've spent years obsessed

with this story.

Prowling

around the house.

It's always been empty.

And then suddenly,

one day, I find

that a family's

living there.

With a kid.

For the first time

in 40 years.

Why now?

So why haven't you called

the police?

And tell them what?

You think they'll listen

to the crazy ramblings

of some old fart

with one foot in the grave?

- You could have told somebody.

- Oh, yes,

I could have.

But I didn't,

you want to know why?

Because I was scared.

What are you talking about?

Please go.

That's all I know.

Thank you for sharing

your theories,

mister Villalobos.

My phone number.

In case you remember something.

Get your brother

- Out of the house.

- Why?

Get him out.

Mom!

It's okay.

It's okay. He had another fit,

but it's okay now.

- Let's go.

- No. You're not driving like this.

Carlos, can you take them

to the hospital, please?

Well, what about you?

I'm staying.

There's something I have to do here.

Reggie.

Carlos, please.

Just go.

Hello?

Hello.

We're watching you, b*tch.

What the f*** do you want?

Well, I just wanted to tell you

your father will be fine.

If that's all right with you.

Mom,

I'm sorry. I thought

you were someone else.

Well, I guess we've all been

through a lot.

Seems the problem was the tranquilizer

I gave him after he cut himself.

It reacted badly

With the Haloperidol. I'm a nurse.

- I should have known.

- I don't think that's the problem.

We need to talk.

They're keeping him under

observation for a couple of days.

Mom?

Mom.

"Ouroboros."

It's an old occult symbol.

It means darkness,

the return to the beginning,

- Chaos...

- What's going on in my house?

What the hell is this?

It's a ritual.

"Take the breath

and the love out

of seven children.

And close the circle

with their blood

when morning turns to night."

The old man was right.

Seven children's throats cut

by someone who loves them.

When morning turns to night...

The eclipse.

It's tomorrow.

It only happens every 40 years.

The last time they tried it,

something went wrong.

One of the kids escaped.

They had to be seven,

but they only got six.

It's going to happen again.

With Paul.

Reggie,

no one's going

to do anything to Paul.

My dad is sick.

Sometimes he doesn't even know

what he's doing.

- Reggie, you should hear yourself...?

- Mom,

- It's the house.

- You're not.

Dad would never hurt us.

What you're saying is terrible.

It's obscene.

Is that too hard for you to accept

that your father and I...?

Mom! Please!

Dad is sick!

And the stuff that's been going on,

it all fits.

The eclipse is tomorrow.

Just don't go back to that house,

please.

We'll do whatever

your grandfather says,

since he's your father's doctor.

Not you.

- Hello.

- Grampa,

- It's Regina.

- Regina, come up.

It's Villalobos.

Listen, I've found one of the papers

the guy sent me, you know,

the intermediary.

There was a lettherhead,

an address.

And I'm going over there.

And you should too.

Here, this will make you

feel better.

You have to believe me.

I don't know what to do.

I believe you, Regina.

It's just that this...

is all too strange.

I don't know.

I don't understand a lot

of what you've been telling me.

You have to help me.

- You're a doctor. They'll listen to you.

- Okay.

I don't want you to worry.

I'm going to call the hospital.

Please!

Don't let them go back

to the house.

They won't go back.

Trust me.

- Yeah?

- Listen. It's the old man, Villalobos.

He found the address of the guy

Who was sending him instructlons.

He said he was going over there.

Wait. I want to come with you.

It's one of those buildings behind

the park. Number seventeen.

- What?

- Reggie,

numberseventeen.

Number seventeen?

I'll wait for you out in front,

- But I'm here.

- Reggie, wait,

Grandpa.

Regina.

You should have been

in your house.

With your family because

they are in the house.

What are you doing in the dark?

Where's Reggie?

I don't know.

She hasn't called.

I expected her to call.

Let her be.

You know how she's been lately.

In the beginning it

was just science.

You begin studying minds

of children.

How their fears work.

A fear shared by all children.

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