Dwelling Page #2
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There was a charm on it of
the Mother Mary that I loved.
But... all things that are
loved are eventually broken.
Me, my mom, and River
used to walk the park
every Sunday before church.
And the first day that
they planted that tree,
we took the broken charm
from my mother's rosary
and we put it in one of
the cracks in the branches.
So every Sunday when we walked
to the park, it was there.
Then my mom died.
And the Sunday of her funeral
came and...
I ran from River and
I walked to the park alone...
...and it was gone.
No charm.
No tree.
Just me.
I have to find my answer,
Gavin.
I can't stand to see River
in that place any longer.
She's not a monster.
Only in their eyes.
You know she isn't.
They never had any proof.
And you protected River by keeping
what you saw her do a secret.
happened that night.
River's completely
blocked it out.
I know...
The day I gave you this ring,
I made a promise to myself
to help you find your answer.
I found mine
at a younger age.
But it's your turn now.
That being said, we can't
do this forever, Ellie.
At some point you have to stop living
in the darkness and just start living.
I'll find my answer.
That's why we're here.
But how far are you
willing to go?
That's what scares me.
Mom?
River. Don't come any closer!
Whatever happens tonight,
I want you to remember
what I told you...
[scribbling]
[woman whispering]
I can hear you breathing...
River, make her go away...
[woman] I wrote a
letter to my mother...
[gasping]
[tap tap]
[tap tap]
[blade clicks]
Well, when will she
be calling?
I have just the thing.
[Gavin] Yay!
[clapping]
Did you make a wish?
Yes, but I'm not telling.
All right, Izzy, how big
of a piece do you want?
Okay, you're getting
two pieces then.
[kazoo fanfare]
Princess Peanut and her dames
of the royal table!
I, Prince Humperdinck,
have a gift.
Why thank you, my liege.
Oh, and this.
Now you can be
just like Uncle Gavin.
- [laughing] What do you say?
Now back to the throne to feast and
make a mess of your new dress.
[phone ringing]
Hello? No... yeah,
she's right here.
I'll put her on.
It's Mommy.
Hi, Mom.
Happy birthday, peanut!
When are you coming back?
You know I can't answer that.
Izzy, I... I want you
to think back to
the moment when we had
to say goodbye to each other.
I see us, Mommy.
And what happened next?
You touched my cheek...
What did you hear?
The door close.
But did you see me leave?
No.
I'm always with you, Izzy.
Love is stronger
than anything.
You can open your eyes now.
I wrote a letter
to my mother
On the way
I dropped it
And one of you
has picked it up
And put it in
your pocket...
Not you...
Not you...
But you!
[laughter]
Not you...
Not you...
Not you...
Not you...
Not you...
Not you...
Not you...
Not you...
Not you...
[Ellie] Gavin?
- Gavin!
- Hold on, peanut.
What's up, El?
What happened?
That's a nasty looking rash.
Oh, It's been like that
since last night.
Maybe it's something
in the house?
I don't know.
Maybe you should take
that off for a while?
You're probably right.
[camera shutter]
Very funny.
All right, where's
she sleeping?
She doesn't sleep.
Why's that?
Then she can't watch you.
Then maybe we can put her
on guard with Grendon?
Amara doesn't like Grendon.
Amara doesn't like any of them.
Who?
My new friend.
Where'd you hear
that name, Izzy?
She told it to me.
Ask her yourself.
Maybe tomorrow...
[tap tap]
[banging]
[door squeaking]
I don't like that sound.
Where's it coming from, Izzy?
No, the mirror.
[water running]
Izzy, do you know
who did this?
Amara. She's playing.
I told Uncle Gavin
she doesn't sleep.
Izzy, go to Gavin.
Grendon.
[rustling]
[Gavin screaming]
[screaming]
- Gavin! Gavin!
- [gasping]
What... what happened?
I don't know...
Where's peanut?
She's...
She's right here.
Izzy...
It's okay, Isabelle,
he's fine.
[Izzy] Don't scare me
like that again.
[Izzy] Why can't I take
your picture?
They can't hear you.
Mom will, though.
[water running]
Isabelle,
who are you talking to?
When do I get
to see Mommy today?
[pained groaning]
[Ellie] Uncle Gavin will
be down soon to take you.
Did you do this?
Aah, I see we finally
made it out!
- Nice to see you again, Gavin.
- You, too, Doctor.
Well, hello!
You know, I believe
your mother
mentioned something
about a birthday.
- What do we say?
- Thank you!
You're welcome.
Want me to save it
for later?
I wondered when
I'd see you again?
River?
There's someone here
to see you.
Hi, peanut!
Hi.
Hi, Mommy.
Hi.
Let's give them
a moment alone.
How've you been?
You look beautiful, baby!
I hope you don't mind me
asking you about the girl.
River and I
never really spoke much.
No, I meant Isabelle.
Has she ever shown
any distance from you?
Her attention elsewhere,
her eyes looking past you,
anything that would cause
you to be concerned?
See, Izzy is getting close to the age when
River first developed her... condition.
It's her dolls.
This is Amara.
Does Amara get along
with the others?
No... she took them.
Where did she take them?
I don't know.
What about the dolls?
like they're real people.
Oh.
Amara has a secret
to tell you.
[screaming]
Get away from me!
Get it away from me!
Get it away from me!
Get it away from me!
They're not there, River,
remember? They're not there!
[River] Keep it
away from me!
[choking]
It's all up to you now.
Keep it away from me!
Keep it away!
Keep it away from m!
They're not there, remember!
They're not there!
No!!
Will Mommy be okay?
She'll be fine, peanut.
She's in good hands.
I'm sorry to cut
the visit so short,
but I think it's best
we give her some rest.
Any idea what happened?
Oh, no. No.
Amara spoke to Mommy.
What did your doll tell her?
I can't tell you.
It's a secret.
Izzy, look at me.
What did Amara tell you?
Mommy burned Grandma.
"Objects associated with haunts
are often used as conduits
for the spirit or demon
to interact with the living."
Izzy, has she told you
other things?
Can you tell us?
I can't, or she'll hurt
Uncle Gavin again.
She didn't hurt me.
Amara said, next time she'll
leave more than just a scratch.
How'd you know about that?
I don't want her
to hurt you anymore.
Izzy, what if
I keep Amara here
and get her some help?
That way Gavin will be safe?
"The act of looking into a mirror
or reflection to communicate
with the afterlife is
known as mirror gazing.
Viewing a mirror by candlelight
will show you your reflection
and that of any entities
inhabiting your home.
Needless to say,
once you become aware of them,
they also become aware of you."
Are you okay, Izzy?
You've been quiet.
Look, nobody is gonna
hurt me. Okay?
Then why were you screaming
last night?
I just had a bad dream.
The small dark room?
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