Evil Dead Page #3

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If we...

If I kill my sister,

she will be at peace?

Am I sure?

Of course not.

This is not a science book!

But look, I'm sure of one thing.

Whatever is inside Mia

is the cause of all this.

If she dies, then this thing

is going to die with her.

What if she just lost her mind?

What if she just needs a doctor?

What? A doctor?

My mom died in a mental hospital.

She was crazy.

She was deranged,

she was a monster.

I've always feared that me

and Mia would end up like her.

You are just a f***ing coward.

You know exactly what we have to do...

but you're too scared to go through with it.

I'm going to

burn this f***ing place down.

And I'm going to end this nightmare.

Why don't you just run away?

Go hide beneath some rock somewhere.

You know you're great at that.

Oh, sh*t.

Where the f*** did she go?

David.

Take it before she does.

No!

Stop!

No, no, no!

David.

Why are you hurting me?

My face hurts.

Why?

Why... Why does my face hurt?

Baby.

Nat.

Come on, man.

Here we are.

Hey. Hold on.

Don't die on me, please!

Dying wouldn't be so bad right now.

I just don't want to

become the devil's b*tch.

I'm going to do what I got to do.

I'm going to do what I got to do. Okay?

I'm sorry, Mia.

I love you.

Baby, little baby

It's time to say goodbye

Baby, little baby

I'll miss you day and night

Baby, my sweet baby

I'll write you every day

Baby, don't cry, baby

I wish that I could stay

I can't do th is.

I can't do this.

This time the only f***ing way

is the hard way!

David.

Murderer.

Coward.

Eric.

Hey. Okay?

David.

I missed you, man.

You know that, buddy.

David?

David?

I can't move!

I can't breathe!

David!

Help me!

Help me, David!

You're not her.

David!

Help me!

You're not her!

Why do you hate me, David?

I know you do.

You left home.

You left me all alone

with our sick mother.

And I was just a kid.

You made me lie.

Every time she screamed your name,

I told her you were coming to see her.

Like you promised.

But you never did.

Please stop it, I'm begging you.

I know Mother hates you now,

and she waits for you in hell.

Shut up. Shut up.

I'm so sorry.

I should have been there.

I should have been there for you.

Come on.

Please, come back.

Come on, Mia.

Come back to me, please!

Okay, you are at peace.

You are at peace now.

David?

Mia?

It was so horrible.

It was so horrible.

It's okay. It's all over now.

Thanks for not leaving me, David.

Wait here.

I'm going to get the car keys.

- Okay?

- Yeah.

David!

Go. Please, go.

Go!

I'm not going to go anywhere.

I'm not going anywhere!

Here, take the keys.

Look at me, let's go.

Come on. Let's go.

Get out of here.

No! No!

David!

David!

No! No!

David! David!

He's coming.

Mia.

Come here, you b*tch!

Come on.

You're going to die here,

you pathetic junkie!

I've had enough of this sh*t.

I will feast on your soul.

Feast on this, motherf***er!

Die!

Go back to Hell, b*tch.

I believe I have made a significant

find in the Candarian Ruins...

a volume of ancient Sumerian burial

practices and funerary incantations.

It is entitled "Naturom Demonto. "

Roughly translated, "Book of the Dead. "

The book is bound in human flesh

and inked in human blood.

It deals with demons,

demon resurrection...

those forces which roam the forest

and dark bowers of man's domain.

The first few pages warn

that these enduring creatures...

may lie dormant

but are never truly dead.

They may be recalled to active life through

the incantations presented in this book.

It is through recitation of these passages

that the demons are given license...

to possess the living.

I have seen the dark shadows

moving in the woods...

and I have no doubt that whatever

I have resurrected through this book...

is sure to come calling for me.

Groovy.

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