Muse Page #3

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this is all a coincidence?

People who get close

to this get hurt!

-I mean it! It's over.

-Okay.

You scare me right now.

Just do as I say, okay?

Good morning.

My name's Samuel Salomon.

I'm from the university.

And I was hoping to...

speak with Professor Rauschen.

The professor died.

I know.

Tell him it's about

the White Ring.

Come in.

My name is Samuel Salomon.

I need to talk to you.

About Lidia.

Lidia Garetti.

How did you find me?

I found this photo

from her house.

Lidia is dead.

She was murdered

three days ago.

What is it you want?

I want you to tell me

what you know.

About her.

About the White Ring.

The fake shipwreck.

What are you hiding from?

Seven ladies there are.

That's what you came here

to talk about, isn't it?

We spent years finding this.

It was an obsession.

What is that?

Lidia recorded this moment.

Just a little... demonstration.

A demonstration of what?

Of what they are.

Wait a second.

Are you suggesting that...

-That Lidia...

-Yes, Mr. Salomon.

She who foretells.

"Thus much and more

"And yet thou lov'st me not

"And never wilt

"Love dwells not in our will

"Nor can I blame thee,

though it be my lot

"To strongly, wrongly,

vainly, love thee still"

What the f*** is that?

It's what they do.

Muses play with words.

And they use poets to infiltrate

our world.

The inspiration.

These verses seem as beautiful

as any other, don't they?

But they're traps.

What is that?

It looks harmless, doesn't it?

But it kills

everything I love.

Friends.

A child.

And then another child.

And then another.

Everything.

Lidia is not your problem.

It's the other ones

you have to worry about.

Give them what they want

as soon as possible.

Do as I say.

I can't.

I don't have what they want.

Then...

Run.

Mom, this one is the biggest,

hardest, and most massive object...

Pack your things.

-We have to go.

-Where?

I don't know. We'll see.

But why? This is our home.

No, baby, it's not.

Please hurry.

Excuse me.

How you doing?

-I um...

-Hey.

We're closed.

Yeah, hi, uh...

I'm wondering if you can help me.

I'm looking for a girl.

Get out.

I don't want any trouble. I just

need to know where I can find...

What's your problem?

It's okay, it's okay.

-Who the f*** are you?

-I'm just looking for a girl.

I think she works here.

Dark hair, green eyes,

Eastern European accent.

Rachel, of course.

Rachel?

You think you're the first one

to come looking for her?

I don't know how she makes you

all lose your f***ing minds.

No, no, no, no.

I've never been here before.

I met her a couple of days ago.

We...

Look, I really need to know

where to find her.

I need to talk to her.

Please, it's important.

You're the guy with the dreams.

Have...

She told you about me?

Look, she's in danger.

I just want to try and help her.

Please.

All right.

She lives in one of the apartment

blocks in St. Teresa's Garden.

I think it's the last one.

That's all I know.

Thank you.

-What are you doing?

-Packing.

I meant your clothes,

put your clothes in.

But I can't leave

my stuff here, Mom.

I'll buy you other toys, I promise.

But I don't want other toys.

Just pick one.

Your favorite, yeah?

This one?

No, that's too big.

This one, please?

No, baby, that's even bigger.

Put this on.

You ready?

Come on.

Shh.

Hello, Rachel.

Have you forgotten who

got you this shithole?

Go to the bedroom.

Now! Now! Go!

Very obedient, isn't he?

Didn't get that from you.

What do you want?

I was looking for your passport.

I wanted to um, I wanted

to keep to my word.

But you know what?

I couldn't find it.

Please don't hurt us,

don't hurt my son.

Darling, what do you

take me for, huh?

What do you take me for?

Tonight, I-I come in peace.

Tonight,

you come by the club,

we have a few drinks,

boogie woogie...

It's all forgotten about.

Yeah? Hmm?

First, Rachel, you and I,

we're gonna have a

we're gonna have a

little talk, yeah?

So we can straighten things out.

Please!

Please, please, no!

F***ing figure out how

things work around here.

Hey, boys.

I'm looking for a girl.

She's got short dark hair,

she's very pretty.

Are you a cop?

Do you know her?

You'll do as you're told, Rachel.

You'll f*** whenever I tell ya

or else your son's

gonna get hurt.

And you don't want that, do ya?

Do ya?!

You know now?

You're giving me too

much trouble, Rachel.

And I don't want any trouble.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

-I und...

-Get in there!

Rachel?

It's Samuel, the guy you

met at Garetti's house.

Rachel?

Rachel, I know you're in there.

Mom?

Rachel, I heard you.

I know you're in there, Rachel.

Rachel?

He tried to kill us.

What?

Help us.

Help us.

Are you a policeman?

No.

You're not the first

person to ask me that.

You think I look

like a policeman?

Mmm, not really.

Do you know what I want

to be when I grow up?

No, what?

A-An astronaut.

Well, or an astronomer.

To go to Jupiter...

on an expedition.

Did you know that they've never

sent anyone to explore it?

Well, maybe they're

waiting to send you.

So you can be the first.

Come on, buddy.

Time for bed.

Is he asleep?

Yeah.

Thank you.

-Listen, that man...

-I don't want to know.

I don't know who

you are, Rachel.

And it's fine.

I just want this.

And I've got it.

But you helped us.

You could've called the police.

You could've...

taken that and just left but

you brought us here.

You're a good man.

I'm a scared man.

That's what I am.

And a little sad.

Why is that so important?

All I know is that

there's someone

willing to do anything

to get it back.

The people who killed Lidia.

Doesn't matter.

That woman wanted us to find it.

I'm certain of it.

She wanted us to find it, great.

We found it.

And now I'm gonna give it back.

End of story.

And then what?

I killed a man.

They're gonna come after me.

Then leave.

I can't.

I have nothing.

I have nowhere to go.

You have your son.

You can still change your life.

What about you?

It's time.

You're not coming back.

Are you?

Stay here.

And don't open the door

to anyone.

-Hello?

-Mr. Salomon, this is Rauschen.

There's something

I didn't tell you.

Lidia sent me a letter

some months ago.

I hadn't heard from her in

years, so I was scared.

I thought there would be

something evil in her words.

Uh, Professor, I appreciate

you calling me, but...

You don't understand.

I think Lidia knew

you were coming to see me.

I think the letter was for you.

Professor, listen, it's over...

Hello again, Professor.

Pro--

Mr. Salomon.

Such a horrible day.

Welcome, Mr. Salomon.

We were expecting you.

Who are you?

She who invokes.

Some people call me Herberia

but it's a bit

pretentious, don't you think?

You can call me Jaqueline.

It's a French name.

Do you like it?

No.

You're an insolent man.

That does not befit a poet.

I am not a poet.

One who gave up writing.

What a waste.

If you only knew what

you were missing.

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