Necronomicon: Book of Dead Page #2

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Clara.

I'm tired of blowing bubbles, Eddie.

Don't push me away!

Come back to us, Eddie!

Will he truly be brainless

enough to try?

Of course, he's human.

In the midst of this

cruel heat wave...

the inhabitants of Boston

curse their unbearable lot...

while one man alone remains cool.

Cool but imprisoned by his own...

desperate devices.

Amy Osterman, right?

May I help you?

Sure you can help me. But I think

this more about helping yourself.

I don't understand.

Yeah, well, I didn't understand

either how 11 bodies...

could turn up over the last 40

years in this neighborhood...

all with the same M.O.

and go on unsolved.

- Are you a police man?

- Sh*t...

Do I look like a cop?

Porkel. Dale Porkel. I'm a reporter

for the Boston Journal.

Mother, we have a guest for tea.

What are you storing in here, meat?

I have a rare disease, Mr. Porkel.

I'm acutely sensitive to

heat and sunlight.

Great. I hope it's not contagious.

Hardly.

So listen, Miss Osterman,

I did some digging, and...

the deed on this place is executed

under Dr. Richard Madden's name.

And that was some 80 years ago.

Thank you, mother.

According to ah, state files...

there is no record of

Dr. Richard Madden's death...

which would mean that

he is still alive.

Sugar?

Yeah.

So, what the hell happened to Madden?

I really don't know what

happened to Dr. Madden.

You know, maybe you don't

understand me here lady.

Either you cough up the truth now...

or I print my story as is.

And you get to deal with the cops.

Are you threatening me, Mr. Porkel?

If that's what it takes, yeah.

22 years ago...

my mother came to Boston

to study the flute.

Had she not rented

a room in this building...

all our lives would

be very different.

What do you want?

Are you alone?

Yes. I just moved to Boston.

I don't know anyone.

My mother rented a

room in this house...

from a woman named Lena Kamen.

Apparently, Lena lived here alone...

except for a mysterious tenant,

upstairs on the third floor.

Who's upstairs?

You must never disturb Dr. Madden.

Is that quite clear?

All right.

Well if it isn't little Miss runaway.

I do believe it's time for you to

get your little butt back home.

I'm not coming home ever again.

Really? Well I think father knows

better in these matters.

You're not my father, Sam.

But I love you like

your my own, Emily.

And I believe I'm entitled to a

little affection when your...

mother's passed out and bloated.

I will die before I let

you touch me again!

Who said anything about

touching? Me, I...

just came by to watch you

practice your flute playing. Only...

your gonna practice on my instrument.

You little b*tch! Come back here!

Please, please...

Be careful.

Sudden movements

will impair your equilibrium.

Sam? Where's Sam?

He's gone.

He's my stepfather.

I have a strong feeling that Sam

won't be bothering you any more.

I'm doctor Madden.

I saw some ammonia or something

leaking from my ceiling.

I apologize for that.

And as for that cold your getting...

I've asked Lena to

give you some vitamin C...

with your medication tonight.

Trust me that this frigid

temperature is not by choice.

I'm afflicted by a

rare skin condition...

which requires an unreasonably

cold environment.

Well, we better get you out of here

and in bed before you die of cold.

How can I ever thank you, doctor?

For taking care of me, and...

Just... Do just one thing.

Don't be a stranger.

These pills...

Doctor knows best.

He's moving too much.

I'm trying to hold him still.

Is his temperature holding?

Temperature is steady at 34.

Put another syringe in, Clara.

I heard drilling noises last night.

You were probably dreaming.

It's one of the side effects

of the medication.

Now your going to have

a little scar...

but it's going to be covered

by your lovely hair.

Are you alright, doctor?

Best to get some rest, Emily.

It's a very good idea.

My mother went to look for a job

at Al's diner across the street.

But when she mentioned she was

living with Lena and Dr. Madden...

Al seemed surprised.

Is that old coot still alive?

I'm no good with math...

but I would have guessed him

at more than a 100 by now.

I don't think so.

Listen, Emily?

If you can get a good tip

out of those cops...

you've got yourself a job.

May I help you?

Yeah. I'll take the BLT.

Extra mayo and a soda.

I'll have the same.

Make mine a malt please.

What happened to him?

Is there a problem?

I don't know.

What happened to Sam?

You did something to him, didn't you?

What makes you think that?

I heard terrible noises last night.

You said I was dreaming, but I wasn't!

Was I? Was I!?

Emily, please, I'm not a rich man.

My researches have drained my

funds to the point of poverty...

and when a specimen

can be obtained freely...

- No!

- I make no excuses for my actions.

I'm not asking for forgiveness.

Your stepfather...

Emily!

Emily.

Emily, even if Sam

did survive the fall...

I would have killed him

for what he did to you.

So if you must go to the police

you do have every right.

I don't care what you did to Sam.

But you lied to me.

No, no, never. I would

never hurt you, Emily.

- Doctor! Doctor what's wrong?

- Get Lena.

She went out. She's gone.

Come on, doctor,

tell me what's wrong?

It's cooler upstairs.

What I can do?

Ice. I need ice.

Give me your hand.

I can feel now.

I owe you an explanation.

Within these pages is the

secret of preserving life.

Are you familiar with the water bear?

It's a microorganism which can be dried

under certain conditions then...

brought back to life with water.

A process called "criptobiosis".

You see the...

decreased body temperature

results in a secession of aging.

Make it possible to actually...

cheat death, as it were.

How old are you, Dr. Madden?

I don't come out here much anymore.

Lena, bless her heart,

simply won't allow it.

Lena's very protective over you.

Are you in love with her?

My heart has been given over

to my work unconditionally.

I don't know why Lena stays on.

I can never return the

feelings she has for me.

Like all children of nature...

this rose was destined

to wither and parish.

And yet that process is not irrevocable.

As it turns out, the trick is

not preserving life.

The trick is maintaining the quality

to which one is accustomed.

As long as you keep

this from the sun...

this flower will never die.

So let it always be a

reminder of the doctor...

whose heart you brought into bloom.

You're so cold.

I can either use this on you...

or on myself.

All I ever wanted was

his love, Emily.

If you're not willing to die for him...

or kill for him...

you will kill him.

Obviously their relationship

wasn't meant to be...

but that didn't make any easier.

You see, Dr. Madden

was the first man...

my mother ever loved.

So what? She left him?

Yes.

But months later...

she had to go back.

- Let me out of here!

- We have to kill him!

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