Devil's Gate Page #3

Not cool.

Just a little hiccup.

I got it under control.

Get up. Come on.

Mr. pritchard,

care to explain what exactly

you've got down there

in the basement?

You know...In the cage?

- It's not them, is it?

- No, it's not

a family member.

Although you tell me,

Mr. pritchard.

Experiment

with the livestock much?

- You shut your mouth.

- Then tell me what it is!

It is a servant

of the beast. A demon.

A demon?

You're not a church-going woman

to say it like that

otherwise you'd know

that the devil,

he used to be an angel

until he was cast out,

and you'd know that

sometimes you can't tell

the difference

between a good angel

and a fallen one.

Whatever you do believe,

whatever you choose

to call that

it is evil.

Yeah, one just

like it took

my wife and son

and I mean to use it

to get my, my family back.

Took your wife and son?

- And you're holding

that one hostage?

- That's right.

Hey, will someone tell me

what's goin' on?

Mr. pritchard here has

some kind of deformed

sickly wild animal

down there, in the cage.

From where,

I have no idea.

And what the hell

is that lump of jelly?

It was covered in it

when I captured it

and then it sloughed off

after a day or two.

It was covered in it?

Yeah,

it was wearing it like

like some kind

of skin or suit.

You know any wild animals

that wear suits, lady?

Okay, I don't know

what kind of game

you're playing here

Mr. pritchard,

but spouting gibberish is

not going to absolve you

of whatever responsibility

you have in all of this.

But I'll bite,

how the hell did you even

capture that thing?

I ain't tellin'

you sh*t.

You are correct, sir.

You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say

or do can be used against

you in a court of law --

you're arresting me?

For what?

You're kidding me,

right?

Assault on

a peace officer, for one.

Make that two.

Get in.

My phone is dead.

I'm not surprised,

you can't get

a signal out here.

No, it's

completely bricked.

Mine too.

Okay. We better just

transport him and call it

in from the road.

Don't even tell me.

This car was serviced

last week.

There's no way

the battery's dead.

Hey! You brought this

on yourself.

I tried to warn ya!

And maybe someone

tends' for me to stay.

Maybe that someone

is ready to bargain.

- Anything?

- No idea.

It could be the battery.

It could be the starter.

We'll have to take

it apart to tell.

Like the car

on the road.

Yeah.

The weirdness is startin'

to pile up around here.

Jackson, how's your

pick-up running

these days?

I ordered parts

to fix that carburetor

three months ago.

Maria's car?

She got the keys.

So knock yourselves out!

You stay here.

Hey! Hey, you got

to get me outta here!

Her car is dead too.

Oh, my god.

Hey! Get me out of here!

Inside the car is the safest

place you can be!

I'll grab pritchard.

You go to the front door!

Come on.

Colt! No!

Get on your ass!

Right now!

You still insist there's

no greater hand

in all this?

Where are your

first aid supplies?

In the drawer,

next to the fridge.

He moves, shoot him.

You got yourself hooked up

with a live one, huh, Colt?

So, what're you gonna do?

Shoot me?

That's how it's gonna go?

Like hell you will.

I need to walk for help.

The nearest farm

is the homesteads.

It's 13 miles up the road.

He's right.

I don't recommend you go

for a hike

in the dark when

the storm's coming on.

I'm not staying here,

that's for damn sure.

Hey, it's not like they're

gonna let you leave.

They're more active

at night.

I meant

what I said before.

The sheriff will come

lookin' for us

when we don't check in.

Assuming he figures out

where we are.

I told you not

to check in, remember?

There's no telling how

widespread this storm is

or if anyone can even

get to us.

Alright.

You're gonna need stitches,

but this should hold.

How is it?

I could say I had worse,

but I'd be lying.

Did you see that

out there?

You mean, the lightning

that didn't act like

any other lightning

I'd ever seen before?

No, and that

last strike, I thought

i saw something

right in the field

where it hit.

- What? Ow, ow, ow, ow.

- I don't know.

Hey! Hey!

- It's Maria! It's gotta be!

- Where?

She's right there,

right where the lightning

stroke in the field!

Hey, come on!

Get these things off me!

Hurry up!

- I got to go!

- No, you can show me

with the cuffs on.

Hey, deputy salter,

you stay here.

Hold on. Hold on

just in case.

Maria!

Maria! Maria! Oh, god!

Maria. It's alright.

Okay. Get this on her.

Where did she come from?

No! No!

Don't you touch her!

I'm just gonna

check her vitals. Okay?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Is she..

Yeah, she seems

to be okay.

Could you get these cuffs

off me so I can bring

my wife back in my house?

Please?

Come on, baby.

Get up.

- Do you, do you think you

can do me one more favor?

- What?

When we get back inside,

could you go

to my wife's closet

and pick out something

decent for her to wear?

I'd hate for her

to wake up wearing

something hideous

that I'd pick for her.

She'd kill me.

Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey,

wake up, Maria.

Jackson? Hey.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey. Hey.

Where's Jonah?

He's not here.

Oh, god.

Oh, god! Oh, god.

Oh, god!

They've got their hands

all over him.

I can't move.

I can't help him.

He's just a little boy.

Maria.

It's Colt salter.

Can you tell me

where you were?

Who you were with?

Can't you see

she needs a rest?

Why don't you just

leave her be?

This is all your fault!

Our boy is gone

'cause of you!

He's gone!

Get away from me!

You said everything

would be alright!

You said you'd fix it,

but you couldn't!

You better

make this right.

You get our boy back.

He's the only good thing

you ever did!

You'd fix it?

What does that mean?

- Who are you?

- She's an FBI agent.

She's gonna help us

find Jonah.

Mrs. pritchard, can you

remember anything that

happened to you?

How Jonah was taken?

Taken?

Taken?

Why, Jackson gave our son

to those things.

- Didn't you, Jackson?

- Don't.

What things,

Mrs. pritchard?

The angels his daddy used

to tell him about

before that

crazy old man

took off his own head

with a shotgun.

- Angels?

- The ones he said

watch over this house.

- Jackson actually

called them down --

- Maria!

No. No!

Me and Jonah,

we had plans

to go to my sister's

but my little man,

he got real sick.

- He was burnin' up --

- fine!

You want to know?

You want

to know everything?

I'll tell you

everything.

You wouldn't pay for a doctor,

and now he's gonna die!

Quiet!

Lord of mercy, we turn to you in

this time of great need.

- Jackson, this isn't right --

- quiet!

- Oh, my god!

- Keep your head down!

Jonah!

Maria?

Maria!

No! No!

You took one

of those things?

Don't you understand?

They're not angels.

- They've got Jonah!

You're a fool, Jackson!

- Maria!

- You're a fool!

- Hold on! Hold on!

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