From Within Page #4

I think I might know where he put it.

Protected by God.

Do you have the key?

Stay with me, Lindsay.

Stay with me.

Don't let it get in, okay? I know it's hard.

But, you've gotta keep it out.

Don't look at it, Lindsay.

I'm protecting you.

You just have to stay calm.

- Don't give in.

- Real.

You're not real. You're not real.

You're not real.

Sean's blood, isn't it?

Can you do the ritual?

I can try.

I'll need some supplies from upstairs.

You better go get them, then.

Another way to save the world.

See. We should have

gotten rid of the book

when we had the chance.

We don't know what's in that thing.

- How did Trish...

- Poison.

Cops say she killed

herself like the others.

That's bullshit.

And Lindsay?

She called the cops,

said Trish was dead.

When the cops came, she was gone.

Pastor...

We tried it your way, okay?

And I... I don't mean

to be disrespectful,

but it didn't amount

to a steaming pile of sh*t.

Roy, in all places.

Had to be said. I'm sorry.

Have you all lost faith in the Lord?

This has to be handled.

No. I cannot condone this.

We can't take this into our own hands,

not again.

This man lost his daughter.

Son, look into your heart.

What happened last time was wrong.

How can you say that?

Weeds must be pulled from the garden.

That sound familiar?

What happened to Candace Spindle

was a mistake.

One that I have had

a very hard time living with.

Oh, I'm sorry that you suffer, Father.

Only problem is

is that weeds grow back.

Leave him with his gardening.

- Dylan...

- I've heard enough.

I want to speak with you.

I'll meet you in the truck.

Look, you know this is right.

He's gotta answer for the deaths,

just like his mother

did with Jimmy Grogan.

When Jimmy came back from the war,

he was deeply troubled.

- I don't have time for your guilt, okay?

- You don't understand.

Jimmy...

Jimmy needed someone.

He came to me.

We talked.

We spent some time together.

Okay, you're a pastor.

That's what you do.

No.

Not like this.

I gotta deal with this later, okay?

He was gonna tell everybody.

Grovetown is built on a bedrock of faith

that I instilled.

I had to do something.

And what was that?

I didn't have a choice.

Leaving him in the lake made it easy.

Everybody blamed that poor woman.

This conversation dies in this room,

you hear me?

Well, that's up to you, son.

If you harm that boy,

I will tell everyone.

Because your weakness is your own?

If you want to tell everybody,

go ahead and tell them.

My true father reigns in heaven.

His work shall be done.

Aidan,

once this is over,

will you leave here?

Will you leave Grovetown?

I won't be returning after tonight.

I want to come with you.

Excuse me while I throw up.

- Give it to me.

- You...

Give me the f***ing book.

- Sadie, why are you...

- Shut the f*** up.

You think I won't...

Think I won't kill you for it?

Think I won't kill some b*tch for it?

All right. Right here.

Your brother died for this,

you sh*t.

Sean was wrong.

We all were.

What happened to you?

We decided on this

together, you and Sean.

He gave his life.

What's going on?

The curse.

He found it.

It was his idea, honey.

Aidan wanted everyone

in your pretty little town to die,

you included.

This is true?

Seems you two have a lot to talk about.

It was a mistake.

Sorry, choir girl.

Burning times are back.

Except this time...

it's for the rest of the f***ing world.

Come on.

Why would I go anywhere with you?

- Lindsay...

- You lied to me.

We don't have time for this right now.

You're killing people.

Sadie will destroy the book

if we don't stop her. And then...

And then you will die.

Paul, you grab the front.

Hey, Lindsay might be inside.

- Yeah, so?

- So be careful.

Lindsay!

- Lindsay!

- No!

Sean died for nothing.

Go!

Aidan!

Knock-knock!

We want to talk to you, Aidan.

Lindsay?

We're here.

Come out now. We won't hurt you.

No we won't.

Upstairs.

There's nobody down here.

Oh, f***!

- We got her!

- Sh*t.

F***!

No.

Where's Aidan?

No, no, no. No, go back.

Oh, sh*t. That hurt, huh?

Can't you do it here?

No.

I need time.

Your worthless god can kiss my ass.

What was that?

Hey, stay here. Take care of the b*tch.

Fine. I'll take care of her.

Paul, to the woods!

Lindsay!

The devil must be strong in you.

The mother went much easier.

It was in prison

that the Lord came to me.

Then he gave me a purpose.

One night, after a...

particularly painful day,

he spoke to me.

And he said to me, "Hey, Roy?"

Then, I said, "Yeah, God?"

He said, "I want you to be a soldier.

"I want you to be a soldier of the Lord. "

"And anytime there's

a soul that's lost or... "

"possessed or

beyond hope... "

"I want you to send that soul

straight to hell. "

Now, are you gonna pray with me?

No.

Well, then I'm gonna

need you to shut the f*** up.

Lindsay!

I gotta draw 'em away.

Meet me by the pier.

Look, I just want you to understand

my work here tonight

is God's work.

I am an instrument...

...of his will.

My hands...

...are his.

No, no. No, no, no.

I know.

Our Father, Who art in Heaven,

Hallowed be Thy name...

It wasn't my book.

Aidan!

Aidan!

Thy pain is thy cleansing.

Lindsay?

Lindsay!

Stop. Stop!

Stop. Stop, hey...

Stop. Look at me. Look at me.

It's me.

How long will it take?

Not long.

Is it over?

You remember when I told you

certain spells...

require a terrible price?

What I need to do...

You have to understand,

Sean gave his life to start the curse.

What are you saying?

Sacrifice started it.

And sacrifice needs to end it.

It's the only way.

No.

No, it can't be.

No, Aidan. Please, no.

You have to destroy

the book after it's done.

Listen to me.

You have to make sure

that it can never be used again ever.

Aidan, please...

Promise me you'll burn it.

No.

It didn't have to be this way, Lindsay.

I thought that we were

meant to be together.

I thought it was God's plan.

Dylan, put the gun down.

She's become one of them.

She abandoned the Lord, Paul.

What, is it your turn to kill yourself?

Oh, I get it.

You can't let your man's

death go unanswered.

- Dylan?

- Would you shut up, Paul?

Can't you see Lindsay's having

a little moment here?

Don't do this.

Walk away, please. Walk away.

I don't walk away.

Ever.

My faith is my anchor.

I don't know the record

for suicides in one town,

but we gotta be climbing the charts.

This wasn't a suicide.

Lindsay said he shot himself.

Well, she was wrong.

He may have tried

to blow his brains out.

Dylan shot him in the chest

before he got the chance.

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