Jessabelle Page #3

But why would they put it on our land?

Yeah, someone's definitely

been out here, all right.

That's pretty fresh.

What?

There's something down there.

What is that?

- What are you doing?

- This isn't my first time in the bayou.

That's weird.

That's my birthday.

Why would someone want

to spook you like this?

Or maybe that's a real gravestone.

Maybe you had a twin

sister or something.

I never had a sister. And why

would we both have the same name?

I don't know. I've got cousins with

two Beauregards in their family.

They just like the name.

But who killed that chicken?

And who brings flowers?

Do you think there's

something under that stone?

All right.

I guess we'll go back to your house and

see what kind of tools you've got.

You don't recall any mention of your

parents having another little girl?

Well, you were right to call us.

I suspect it was a stillbirth.

We'll run some tests, find out

if she was a relative of yours

based on your DNA sample.

Of course we have a sample of your

daddy already from his autopsy.

So we'll give you a call when we

find out who this infant was.

Thank you, Sheriff. We knew

we had to call you right away.

Remind me again the nature of

your relationship with Miss Laurent.

We're old friends from high school.

Y'all have a good night, then.

Thank you, Sheriff.

You know you can't stay here, right?

I've got nowhere else to go.

Yeah, you do.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

Hey, honey.

Hey, Sam, this is Jessie.

Jessie, this is Sam, my wife.

It's almost 1:
00 a.m.

I gotta work tomorrow.

Yeah, I know.

This is my fault. I'm so sorry. I'm the

one who dragged him all into this.

We don't have an extra room.

Hope the couch is okay for you.

Yeah, it's fine.

- I need to get to bed.

- Thank...

I'm sorry about that.

- Undo these.

- Yeah.

- Okay, now.

- Yeah, thanks.

All right.

Well, just let me know if

you need anything else.

Thank you.

Night.

I'm sorry for getting you

in trouble last night.

That's all right.

That's what old friends are for.

You're just lucky you were asleep

when she left for work this morning.

I see.

Yeah. So why do you

wanna go to Woodbury?

Well, I think there's somebody who

might know who that baby girl is.

- Do you remember Scott Davis from school?

- Yeah, I remember him.

His mom, Abbey, used to cook for my

mom and dad back before I was born.

Well, if she's still alive,

I'll take you there.

Excuse me, sir. Abigail Davis live here?

Thank you.

Mrs. Davis?

Hey, Mrs. Davis.

I used to go to school

with your son, Scott.

It's Preston. Remember me?

Me and Scott used to play

together when we were little.

You used to yell at us for jumping

off your garage. Remember?

Preston Saunders.

You're gonna break your arm up there,

and I'm gonna laugh my ass off.

It's good to see you, Mrs. Davis.

It's been a long time.

There's someone else here to see you.

This is Jessie. Jessie Laurent.

You used to cook for her folks.

Jessie Laurent?

Jessabelle!

Mrs. Davis.

- God, is she all right?

- What did she say?

- I don't know.

- She say...

"Rain wet us, Mama.

"Sun dried us, Papa.

"The betrayers are evil.

"Call down Djowou. Call down

Djowou will deal with them."

What's that mean?

It's an old song from Haiti.

They sing it to call the

spirits to possess someone.

Tell Moses Jessabelle get

what's coming to her!

You okay?

Goddamn voodoo sh*t.

I always hated Scott's mom.

Jessie, don't worry.

It's just some crazy old lady.

Probably says sh*t

like that all the time.

What does that mean "they call the

spirits to get possessed"? On purpose?

Well, yeah. In voodoo,

possession ain't a bad thing.

- What?

- Yeah, it's part of their ceremonies.

You call down the spirits,

and they possess you,

and you dance around.

That's what they do.

How do you know that?

Come on, you grew up here, too.

There's voodoo all around this place.

They really get possessed?

Well, that depends on who you ask.

I think it's like hypnosis.

You know, like faith-healing,

speaking in tongues.

If you're raised to believe that,

that's what you're gonna think is real.

Plus they've got drums going,

people dancing around.

They rub blood on you.

You think you're possessed.

"Moses". She said, "Tell Moses".

I don't know. Voodoo mixes

all kinds of religions,

Catholic, African.

It's all the same to them.

No, my mom knew a Moses.

She said that on the tape.

She learned tarot cards

from Moses at her church.

I think her church was somewhere

out near Jerry's Creek.

God damn it.

Well, I guess you get to see

my patented 175-point turn.

No, wait, wait, wait. What's that?

"Moses Harper.

"Born December 12th, 1952.

"Died June 12th, 1988."

What the hell is going on?

"Legba, open the gate.

Legba, let Moses back in."

Get out.

I'm Preston. This here is my friend...

- Let's go, Preston.

- Look, now, we don't want any trouble.

Hey! Stop it!

Wait!

- Preston, you all right?

- Go!

You're not coming back here.

- Ever. There's no way.

- Preston...

You're not gonna stay here.

You go in. Get whatever you need.

You can stay with us again.

Your wife's gonna be

thrilled about that.

You could stay at my mom's.

My mom always liked you.

You know that.

She's still got our prom pictures up.

That's another reason why

Sam's not so crazy about you.

She knows... she knows

I still think about you.

And she knows we're

probably gonna move on.

But you didn't do it, Jessie.

Not you showing up right now.

It's just weird timing is all.

All right. I'm gonna

get you out of here.

Ready?

Yeah.

Excuse me.

- All right, let's get you packed.

- Would you grab me that bag?

Yeah.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

I'll get this over here.

Preston?

All right.

Be right back.

Hey, you ready?

All right.

Preston?

Preston?

Preston!

Your boyfriend is in shock,

but his blood pressure is okay.

He should be fine when he comes to,

but they're running him to the hospital

- just to be safe.

- He's not my boyfriend.

We were just friends from high school.

Miss Laurent, do you mind telling

me what the hell's going on here?

We don't have the results

back on the DNA yet.

But that infant we found,

we do know was a female.

The date on her gravestone

was probably about right.

Well, then was she a stillborn?

No, she wasn't. She was born alive.

They know that.

Then she was murdered.

- What?

- From the nature of the fractures

and the splintering of the vertebrae,

it seems like somebody just picked her up

and snapped her over his

knee like a piece of firewood.

She was murdered.

Miss Laurent, I don't know what

the hell is going on around here,

but clearly, you are one

very frightened young woman.

- She doesn't want to hurt us.

- What?

She needs our help.

Who?

Sheriff, would you mind calling me

when Preston wakes up, please?

All right.

Please call me when

you know he's all right.

All right.

I know you were murdered.

What are you trying to tell me?

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