Hellraiser: Judgment Page #4

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Oh.

Yeah.

I guess it is.

Hodges.

- Hodges.

- Hey.

See...

yeah.

- I thought you said you found a cell phone.

- We did. In her throat.

We found that in her mouth first.

Silver?

Born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

She certainly died that way.

We found this in her esophagus.

Way down in there.

Damn shame.

Yeah. She was only 21.

Yeah, yeah. Absolutely.

Nobody has an iPhone 7.

I still got a 4.

Thanks, Hodges. Thanks for the information.

It still works.

- What?

- The phone.

Yeah. One of the kids here has the same

model, so we managed to power the thing up.

When we did, it turns out

she was using the GPS app.

- The location on it wasn't her apartment?

- No. We checked.

She wasn't killed in the apartment either.

What he did took time, and uh,

would leave quite the mess.

Yeah, especially with the dog.

No. He took her somewhere alive,

prepped her, killed her.

Luckily, if you can say that,

her phone died with her.

So, it stored her last location.

Serial killer caught by smart phone.

Do you have the address?

You know, I haven't

seen you around here before.

Yeah. I was just assigned to the case.

Single?

You're kidding, right?

I'll call it in.

Yeah. This is Detective Sean Carter.

We're on the scene of a possibly compromised

location. Requesting uniform backup.

Address is 12437 Gladstone.

Looks like a disused warehouse of some kind.

Okay. Copy that.

I think this is pretty locked up.

Yeah. Guess we'll be waiting.

I don't know. I think I hear a struggle

of some kind, destruction of evidence.

I don't hear anything.

If you did, we wouldn't have to wait for

a warrant. You want to catch this guy, right?

- Of course I do.

- Then we hear a struggle.

Over here.

Look at this.

It's him.

Holy sh*t!

Drop it!

F***!

- Backup's on the way.

- No, they're not.

But someone is.

Now move to the f***ing center of the room.

How did you find out?

You told me.

What was it he said? "Only God can judge me.

"God will judge the righteous.

"God will judge both the righteous

man and the wicked man. '"

"Ecclesiastes is one of the 24 books

of the Tanakh or Hebrew Bible.

"The title Ecclesiastes

is a Latin transliteration

"of the Greek translation

originally translated as 'teacher'

"or 'preacher'

or 'preceptor'."

Preceptor.

Sh*t!

Sh*t!

When I didn't hear back from Egerton,

I called Hodges to get the address.

Quite the detective.

Why are you doing this?

Like I've always told you, you should

read more starting with the Bible.

Sean?

You wouldn't call backup on your own brother.

Not until you knew for sure.

So, I called someone else.

In here.

I came as fast as I could.

Sh*t!

Sean, what are you doing?

Sean?

What is this? What's going on?

Come on in, sweetheart.

Come stand next to my dear brother.

No, no.

Go stand next to David.

I didn't say touch her!

I have so much more planned

for the two of you.

That Lanning b*tch's cell phone

f***ed things up!

I don't understand.

You don't?

Look around.

Look at what I've done.

This is the love of God

that we keep his commandments,

and his commandments are not burdensome.

Where is Egerton?

Oh!

Jesus Christ!

Sean, no, no.

Wait, wait. We... we...

This whore cheated on me

with some guy she met online

two weeks after I left for my first tour.

I'm sorry.

Thou shall not covet another man's wife.

So I cut his eyelids off

and burned him alive in his own car.

I wasn't surprised with her,

but I expected more of you.

Sean, I am...

A plague of smart phone junkies.

I... loathe the modern world.

I loathe the populace.

If I had the means and ways,

I would incinerate them all.

Rain down fire and sulphur.

Now.

I want you to sit down

in front of each other.

Just do it!

What are you going to do?

Open that.

What?

What the f*** is this?

Open it. Both of you. Now. Together.

What is this? What's happening?

Judgment!

I knew you would find

your way here eventually.

After all...

evil seeks evil.

I knew someone would come for me.

So, I thought I'd save you

the time and offer you a deal.

There is no deal to be made.

Them for me.

Adulterers.

They opened the box.

And they will be dealt with accordingly.

It is a separate faction who has want of you,

and there is no bargaining to be done.

Ah, Mr. Carter.

So good to see you again.

And you brought friends.

I brought them to trade for me.

That is not how it works.

I won't go back in that room.

Mr. Carter, please.

That won't work for you now.

Mr. Carter.

You have been found guilty by the jury.

You'll be taken to be cleaned... again.

- And then to the Surgeon.

- Not me!

The pages of your audit were so rancid

with the essence of your guilt,

they made even the Assessor choke.

When the Surgeon and the Butcher

are finished with you,

you will be reborn into an eternity of agony.

What the f*** is going on?

Silence!

Your pitiful adultery is beneath me.

Bow your head to the catalog

of filth your brother has created.

Amateurs.

But still we will afford them an experience

beyond the limits in your name.

Get away from him.

How do you feel, Eden's doorman?

Once upon a time.

And then what was it?

Watching over the ark-builder's

incestuous offspring until now.

I want to turn this basement into misfits.

He was found guilty.

Let him go!

There are matters at play here

that are part of a bigger plan.

And he is a part of it.

You want him now to remain on Earth...

or rather He wants him out of there.

He wants his flock afraid of the horse

so that they look toward the light.

You're not as foolish as you look.

But what about the things he has done,

the innocents he has killed?

Acceptable losses.

Good cannot exist without evil.

And we discovered long ago

that in order to control the evil,

we had to be the ones implementing it.

Sin ordained by Heaven.

Send him back.

Continue with your work, Preceptor.

With our blessing.

And the Lord saw that the sin

of man was great on the Earth,

and that all the thoughts

of his heart were evil.

There is process...

order to what we do.

Send him back!

Or?

There will be hell to pay.

Hell... to... pay.

Don't test me!

Very well.

Now get me the f*** outta here!

I've been forgiven.

Not forgiven.

- What?

- You're a murderer!

A twisted sadist.

For now, your actions work in our favor.

But there will be judgment

for you eventually.

And, we will be waiting.

F*** you!

Now send him back.

With pleasure.

I'm back.

"Tis a far, far..."

We have an officer down at 12437 Gladstone.

Send assistance.

This is Egerton.

We have the Preceptor.

Get me a f***ing ambulance!

You knew that would happen.

You know nothing of human behavior.

There will be retaliation.

You will suffer.

Suffer?

Me?

How dare you use such a word?

You know nothing of suffering.

I welcome its warm embrace.

I exist only to share its meaning.

Sin and suffering are my dominion.

Perhaps it's time you learned a little

of the matters you seek to manage.

What are you doing?

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