Ghost Storm Page #3

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phenomenon happening on the island.

She's right about the phenomenon

but it's not atmospheric.

No? Well, then what is it?

Supernatural.

[CROWD CLAMORING]

I need everybody to stay calm

and show no fear.

That's the first rule.

Fear empowers evil spirits.

It makes them stronger.

I'm sorry, who are you?

Greg Goropolis, paranormal investigator.

I'm here to help.

Well, Mr. Goropolis, I don't know

what dinghy you just jumped off of,

but the last thing we need

is an outsider scaring...

This island is exploding with PKE.

You should be scared.

PKE?

Psychokinetic energy.

Dark energy, spiritual energy.

Has it taken a life yet?

Yeah, we've...

We've lost several in the last 24 hours.

I need to see the victims.

We don't have victims. We have ashes.

We don't have a lot of time then,

do we?

Who here has suffered

the biggest loss so far?

My boy, Will.

Has he tried to contact you?

Excuse me?

Contact. Light bulbs popping,

strange phone calls with static.

I don't know. Maybe there was

something on my TV last night.

Damn near scared me half to death.

We'll start there.

Hold on, hold on.

I'm not letting you start anywhere.

Why not?

Because these people are afraid.

They've lost loved ones.

And I don't need you scaring them

with your talk of garlic and holy water.

So you're just gonna sit around and wait

for that help of yours to show up?

Yeah, that's right.

And what if they don't?

Why are you here anyways?

I really can't control it.

I just go where I'm called.

Look, sheriff, I wanna help these people,

same as you.

Give me a chance.

Tell you what, your help arrives,

I disappear.

All right, Mr. Goropolis,

give it a shot.

Thank you, sheriff.

ROB:
You lost me in the

"unfinished business" part.

If spirits feel like

they've been wronged in this world,

they resolve it

before passing on to the next.

So?

So if this is about the suicide victims,

then maybe something in the church

archives will help us figure how to stop it.

Where the heck did you hear that from?

The Internet.

So, what is all this stuff?

It's looking for speech patterns

in the storm's electromagnetic waves.

White-noise generator. Opens a window,

allows those on the other side to appear.

It's just a lot of dime-store electronics.

Costs a lot more than a few dimes

but you got the "electronics" part right.

It's basically what a spirit is.

It's an electronic impulse.

You guys just have a rather large one.

What you're saying is

that we have a storm of spirits?

Evil spirits trapped in this world.

The angry souls are the dark energy,

the yin of the storm, so to speak.

But there has to be a yang, a light soul,

a pure soul that they're clinging to.

[STATIC CRACKLING

OVER COMPUTER]

[MAN WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

[SCREECH]

What is that?

Over there.

In the car.

Hello? Can you hear us?

[STATIC CRACKLING AND

WAVERING OVER RADIO]

We're here to help you.

Who am I speaking to?

WILL:

Will.

CARL:

Will?

Will? Son, is that you?

It's Will, Dad.

Dad. Dad.

Help me, Dad.

Help me. Dad?

Will.

Dad?

[SCREAMS]

[STATIC CRACKLING]

HAL:

I don't believe this.

All right, how do we stop these things?

In 1996, there was a PKE outbreak

on a farm in Washington County.

We loaded a crop duster with saltwater

and it dispersed the entity.

[SIREN WAILING]

GREG:
I know it sounds crazy, but saltwater

absorbs the dark energy of spirits.

MAN 1:

All right, guys, let's move.

MAN 2:

Get those hoses in position.

MAN 3:

Come on. Start the pumps.

MAN 4:

I got it.

MAN 3:

Start the pumps.

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

MAN 4:
Anytime.

No, no, no. Not yet. Let it get closer.

Not yet. Wait, wait.

Not yet, not yet.

Now! Hit it now!

[GRUNTING]

Look out!

[SCREAMS]

Oh, my God.

GREG:
Come on, let's go!

Go, go, go.

[SIREN WAILING]

What the hell just happened back

there? That salt only made it worse.

I don't know. Salt usually works.

The ferry's coming.

Finally, a little help.

That's not the kind of help we need.

[FERRY HORN BLARING]

WOMAN:
Hurry up.

MAN 1:
Let's go, let's go.

[ALL CLAMORING]

MAN 2:

Come on, let's go, let's go.

[SIREN WAILING]

MAN 3:

I got it.

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

Oh, my God.

[GASPS]

Oh, my God.

WOMAN 2:
Here, take it.

MAN 3:
I got it. Give me that.

MAN 4:

Let's get out of here.

WOMAN 3:
Get out of here. Get inside.

WOMAN 4:
Look out!

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

MAN 5:

Get in the boat. Get in the boat.

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

Hey! Hey!

Sheriff?

Sheriff? Sheriff? Sheriff!

Go! We gotta go!

Sheriff! Get in the car.

We gotta go.

Sheriff, come on. Move, move.

Get in the car.

ASHLEY:

Let's go. Hurry!

GREG:

Drive. Drive, sheriff, drive.

ASHLEY:
Come on.

GREG:
Go, go, go.

Go!

[SIREN WAILING]

These things go back ages.

Did you ever hear about

a missing altar boy

during the time of the mass suicide?

Before now? No. Why?

I don't know.

It's odd.

There's not an agency in the world

that'll help. You gotta evacuate.

How? You saw what it did to the marina.

That's the only way out of here.

It's bigger than anything I've seen.

Well, there's gotta be something

we can do to stop it.

There's a light in that storm.

As thin as it is, I know it's there.

I just gotta find it.

What?

Nothing.

It started in the cemetery, right?

Yeah. The memorial

for the mass suicide.

Stop the car.

HAL:
What?

Stop the car.

Where you going?

Cemetery.

You wanna solve a problem,

you start where it started.

Hey, be careful.

Hey. Hey, check this out.

Come here.

What is that?

Looks like a journal,

written by Father Telmo in 1912?

Telmo senior?

I guess so.

"May 13th, 1912.

With Father Barrette's break

from the holy covenant,

I have been appointed to assume duties

as the religious leader of the parish. "

Uh...

"It's with deepest regret that I must record

the following events as a true account. "

I don't understand this.

This isn't what everyone

thinks happened.

So, what does this mean?

I don't know, but I gotta

show this to my dad.

Mom! Dad!

Daisy. Thank God you're okay.

HAL:

Daisy, where you been?

I found this journal.

It's not safe outside.

We gotta get you home.

This was Father Telmo's.

We don't have time.

ASHLEY:
More people have been hurt.

Hurt? You mean killed.

Yes, killed, yes.

You need to read this.

Enough. You're going home,

right now. Go.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

Does anyone copy?

[STATIC CRACKLING OVER RADIO]

Are there any vessels receiving me?

[STATIC WAVERING OVER RADIO]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[SIREN BLARING]

MAN:

Run, run, run!

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

[ALL CLAMORING]

Hey.

MELISSA:
Rob.

MAN:

What's going on?

The storm's coming.

We have to get off the island.

Impossible.

It just took out the marina.

Okay, I want you to go inside, lock

all the doors and close the windows.

What are you gonna do?

Nobody's coming to help us.

Your dad's alone, I gotta go help him.

Everything's gonna be all right.

I love you, Mom.

I love you too.

MAN 1:

Oh, my God!

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