Devour Page #3

What Conrad did has nothing to do with me.

He's gone to hell.

I don't have to listen to this.

Wait just a minute, Jake.

Wait a minute. Wait.

We're not going to be able to save you now.

Don't preach to me

with a drink in your hand, Dad.

You ungrateful punk.

You realize that we have sacrificed

everything for you here?

Sacrificed? You sacrificed?

I could've gone anywhere,

I could've done anything...

but I stayed here for you,

I stayed here for Mom.

What did you ever give up for me?

My beautiful wife.

What does that mean?

- I thought I could do this, but I can't.

- Thought you could do what?

What are you trying to tell me?

You're blaming me for the way Mom is...

for the accident?

You're gonna blame me for that now?

The day after my best friend kills himself,

you're gonna blame me for that?

It's not very much, though, Jake.

The day I need you the most, the day

I need help, the day I need my father...

you do this?

Shame on you.

Jake?

I don't know whether to cry or scream.

I know what you mean.

You know, I called you six times.

I'm really sorry about what happened

the other night.

Don't worry about it.

- So why didn't you call me back?

- I was hanging out with a friend.

Who is she?

Her name is Marisol.

- Sounds exotic.

- She's different.

- I'm super late.

- Dakota, hey.

You heard what Conrad

did to himself, right?

Can't stop thinking about it.

Well, the other night,

after I got off the phone with the Pathway...

I had a dream

where I did the same thing to myself.

You think that the Pathway has something

to do with what Conrad did to himself?

Yeah, maybe. Are you still playing?

It hasn't asked me to corrupt anyone else,

if that's what you're asking.

All right. Do me a favor.

- Anything.

- Stop.

Sure.

Come by the Tomahawk tonight.

Dinner's on me.

And bring your friend.

You sure you want company tonight?

- No, but I like being with you.

- Good.

Okay, now I'm jealous.

- Marisol, this is Dakota.

- Nice to meet you.

- God, Marisol. That's such a beautiful name.

- Thank you.

- What does it mean?

- It's Spanish for "sun and sea. "

Oh, my parents named me

for where I was conceived.

I would really love to stay here

and chat with you guys...

but my boss is totally riding my ass.

It's okay. We're just going to do take-out.

So two burgers, two fries, and two beers.

- We're not staying?

- No. I got a surprise for you.

Now this would be the part where I get ill.

Sorry. Looking for the men's room.

You know where the men's room is,

Professor. You eat here twice a week.

So, have you thought about

our little conversation after class?

Professor, you twist that ring any harder,

and your finger's going to come off.

I've got plenty more.

A**hole!

- Tomahawk.

- Even Hartney knows you are weak.

Every man does.

Why do you think Jake would never

be with you for more than one night?

He knows you've f***ed all his friends.

Who wants a girl like that?

I know. It wasn't your fault.

Daddy was a monster.

But then, let's face it.

Lots of girls have bad fathers,

and they don't end up like you.

Get used to it.

You let Hartney f*** you over...

and you're going to be working in dumps

like this for the rest of your miserable life.

- Is that what you want?

- F*** you.

F*** all of you!

That's my girl. Didn't that feel good?

Don't you understand

that I want to help you...

make you feel better...

help you get even with Hartney

before it's too late.

Yes.

Don't be afraid. It's time to play.

When I was nine months old,

my folks moved here from Seattle...

to be near my uncle, my mother's brother.

There was a blizzard

and my dad lost control of the car.

It was a miracle any of us survived.

There's a higher power looking out for you.

Is she okay?

- I'll call her later. We are late.

- Late for what?

It's so worth the pain. I promise.

I need some more medicine, nurse.

- Ready?

- Yeah.

One, two, three, go.

I hope you can fight.

I never put an orchid on a guy before.

It's for my mother, Walt.

Okay, now you're breaking my heart.

Sorry.

Quit smoking yesterday.

Great.

Jake.

What have you and your friends gotten into?

Nothing.

First Conrad, now Dakota

kills your professor and mutilates herself.

This is no coincidence.

You could be next.

I am not going to let that happen.

All right, can you take him home?

Make sure he gets some sleep?

Listen to me. First thing tomorrow morning,

you meet me at my cabin.

No one will disturb us there.

But we're not leaving

until you tell me everything you know.

Uncle Ross.

Nine points?

Didn't hear you drive in.

So, how are you holding up?

- Fine.

- Yeah?

What's in the ground?

After a hunt, we bury the animal's remains.

Native American ritual I taught Jake

when he was a kid.

Returns the animal's soul to the Earth.

Well, come on in.

When we started,

the Pathway was just a game...

that had this strange ability

of knowing what we were thinking.

But then Conrad used the gun

that I threw into the lake...

and then cuts his tongue off...

the way that I did

after a beast in a dream tells me to.

So I'm thinking maybe it wasn't a dream.

Maybe it isn't just a game.

I feel like I'm going insane.

No, I think you're just looking for an answer

for something so horrible it has none.

I like it here.

It's peaceful.

Thanks.

Well, I have to meet the FBI in my office

in a couple hours.

I'll ask them to check

on this computer game of yours.

Why don't you spend the night here?

It might do you some good.

Sheriff North.

What is it?

Something's wrong.

I'm sorry, I think we ought to go.

Okay.

Jake, talk to me.

Sh*t.

Give rest, O Christ, to your servant

with your Saints.

Where sorrow and pain are no more.

Neither sighing, but life everlasting.

You only are immortal,

the creator and maker of all.

We are mortal, formed of the earth...

and to the earth we shall return.

For so did you ordain

when you created us, saying:

"You are dust, and to dust you shall return. "

All of us go down to the dust...

yet even at the grave we make our song.

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah.

You know, you say there's a higher power

looking out for me?

Well, I need him now. He's not here.

Jake, what is it?

I have to go see an old friend.

Jacob, why this sudden interest in Satan?

Do you think he really exists?

Many in the Church take the Devil

quite literally...

but I think of him as a symbol of temptation,

not as a beast with a pitchfork and horns.

What does it say in the Bible

about possession or self-mutilation?

You think that your two friends

were possessed?

Maybe.

Here in Mark 9:
25:

"When Jesus saw that a crowd was running

to the scene, he rebuked the evil spirit.

"'You deaf and mute spirit,' He said.

'I command you to come out of him. "'

Again, sorry about your friend.

Thanks.

So when did you stop worshipping Satan?

Ten years ago. I'm a Christian now.

It's more forgiving.

Why'd you even start?

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