Ghost Storm Page #2

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I bet Father Telmo knows something.

He knows the history

better than anyone.

We should ask him.

Beats sitting around talking about it.

Meliss?

Me?

Uh, no way. I got enough

bad juju to last a year.

But let me know how it goes, okay?

Okay.

Bye, sweetie.

Bye.

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

Hey.

Did you hear that?

No.

Doug.

Did you see that?

DOUG:
No.

[CAR APPROACHING]

Great,

just what I need.

What are you doing here?

Nice to see you too.

No, I have a crime scene.

I can't let you go any further.

I brought my equipment

to take a reading.

HAL:

No, not today.

What the hell?

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

[GRUNTING]

[DOUG SCREAMS]

Doug!

Doug!

[BOTH GASPING]

[RUMBLING]

[OVERLAPPING VOICES SCREAM]

ROB:

Father Telmo?

Somebody should

be here, no?

Maybe he's in the back office.

Maybe he's doing an exorcism.

Not funny.

[SIREN WAILING]

Carl.

You see this thing?

What the hell is it?

ASHLEY:
We don't know what it is.

It came from the graveyard.

The what?

Cells are all down. I need your phone.

Use someone else's.

I'm not asking, Carl. It's an emergency.

Father?

Hello?

Doesn't look like

he's here.

Yeah.

What's up?

[SCREAMS]

Do you know that guy

or something?

Daisy?

That guy was on my phone

last night.

What? What do you mean...?

What are you doing?

Are you gonna steal from a church now?

I'm investigating.

No. No, tomorrow doesn't work.

Hey, this is an emergency. We have

three fatalities here. I need help now.

[SCOFFS]

You have got to be kidding me.

All right, look, just make sure

they get here by morning.

They're not sending anyone?

Bureaucratic garbage.

They can't get a team here

until the morning.

[WIND WHISTLING]

Hal, you better come see this.

[CAR HORNS HONKING]

What the hell are they doing?

[SIRENS WAIL]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Hey, everybody, listen up.

You cannot be here. It's not safe.

Authorities will help figure out what's

going on. Until then, you cannot be here.

This area is off limits, so go home.

Come on.

I'll launch my weather balloon

into that cloud.

What? Are you crazy?

After what we just saw? No way.

Until we figure out what's going on,

I won't let anybody in, including you.

What we're seeing defies explanation.

My point exactly.

That's why I won't let you in there.

If my instruments can pick it up,

we can figure out what it is.

Three people have died within a day.

We don't have till tomorrow.

You're right.

Wow.

If you'd said that more often,

we might still be together.

Let's not get carried away.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

What is that?

A radiosonde.

Measures atmospheric

parameters.

It'll tell us everything we need to know

about this storm's physical properties.

Okay, you can let it go.

[BEEPING]

It's working.

[COMPUTER BEEPING RAPIDLY]

What's happening?

I don't know.

[STATIC CRACKLING]

What's that?

Did you see that?

Ashley, watch out.

Aah!

All right, that's it,

we're out of here.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

That was fun.

I think I have what I need.

That doesn't look good.

Sure the data is usable?

These things are made

to take a beating.

Great. Let me know

what you find out.

Wait. Where will you be?

Here.

Are you crazy?

We don't know what we're dealing with.

Yeah, I know, but I can't risk

somebody else getting killed.

Post a sign then.

Put your family first.

What kind of father would I be

if I let somebody get killed

while I'm busy protecting

my own skin?

Just go, please.

I'll be fine, all right?

Okay. Be careful.

All right.

Sweetie, I need that computer.

Do you know who this is?

Where did you find that?

At the church.

Do you know who this is?

That's, um...

Father Barrett...

your great-grandfather.

My great-grandfather?

Suicide-massacre Father Barrett?

Now's not the time.

Why don't we wait another 17 years?

He was not a good man, Daisy.

He did unthinkable things.

It's not something that I'm proud of.

I just think it's something

you might have mentioned.

You're right. And I'm sorry.

Now, please, I need to get in there.

WOMAN [ON TV]:
You're tuned to Channel 9.

Coming up, gardening experts share their tips.

You'll get the latest information

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MAN 1:
At the current rates

of expansion, projections...

MAN 2:
The sun is going to be

making an effort to peek through...

[STATIC CRACKLING ON TV]

WILL:

Dad, help me.

Help me.

Help me.

Dad.

Help me. Help me.

Dad, help me.

[SCREAMS]

[STATIC CRACKLING OVER RADIO]

Come on.

Come on.

Damn it.

This is so strange.

Humidity's way too low.

Too low to create water vapor.

And it's heating up, not cooling.

That storm can't physically exist.

I'll tell you what doesn't make sense.

I saw my great-grandfather's face

on my phone last night

when the memorial

was struck by lightning.

I saw a ghost, Mom.

I think he's the one that's making

all of this happen.

[STATIC CRACKLING OVER RADIO]

What the hell?

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Okay, Brett, I'm gonna upload the data

so you can see exactly...

Hello? Brett?

[DOGS BARKING]

[SCREAMING]

WOMAN:
Those are Ben's shoes.

MAN:
Oh, that doesn't look good.

CLAIRE:

I don't understand.

[SIREN WAILS]

[CROWD MURMURING]

Hal, something happened

to Ben.

I mean...

Good God.

It's the devil's work.

All right, Claire, I'll take care of this.

I saw it.

MAN:
Huh?

Thomas?

It took ahold of him like a rag doll.

Took hold of him?

It zapped him, Hal.

Like a death ray.

All right, all right.

What exactly did you see?

I saw the wrath of Satan.

It come down the street. It took his soul.

Calm down. There's a logical

explanation to all of this.

There is a logical explanation.

Military testing. Military testing.

It's always military testing.

All right, that's enough. Thank you.

I need you to clear out. Go home.

Tell your friends it's not safe

to be outside. Please, go.

I saw it, Hal.

You got the genny working.

It sort of kicked on by itself

but I'll take the credit.

What happened?

These things aren't cheap.

I know. I hope the data isn't corrupted.

What do you want me to do?

Build a computer model so we can see

where the storm is drawing energy.

Yeah, okay. Well, where you going?

Hal really needs my help.

Okay.

Thanks.

[GRUNTS]

[STATIC CRACKLING

AND BEEPING]

Hal, people are gathering

in the streets.

Sheriff Hal Miller transmitting on the

state emergency channel. Do you read me?

[CHATTERING]

MAN [OVER RADIO]:

I read you, Hal.

Where's my help?

They're on the ferry.

They'll be there soon.

All right, thank you. Out.

CARL:

Hal!

Hal, get out here.

WOMAN:
Get out here.

MAN 1:
Sheriff?

Sheriff?

MAN 2:
Come on, we need to know.

What's going on here,

folks?

Carl, what is this?

We want the truth, Hal.

Yeah.

We have a right to know.

CARL:
Something you're not telling us.

HAL:
Look, we have no

idea what's going on,

but state investigators are on a ferry

coming here right now.

Until they get here, you all take shelter.

Shelter? Shelter from what?

There's a dangerous atmospheric

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