Nothing Left to Fear Page #5

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- How is she?

She's not well.

She's sweating a lot.

She doesn't have a fever.

I don't know what it is.

Okay.

It shouldn't be long, all right?

Hello?

Hello?

Pastor Kingsman?

Ahem.

Pastor Kingsman.

Are you okay?

I had to get you away

from there.

It needs time.

Not much, but it needs time.

I'm afraid

that I'm not following.

I don't know what needs time

and what I'm supposed

to get away from.

Yes, Dan, you are.

You are following.

You are following His will.

You are a good man, Dan.

You are such a good man.

And I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry

that this has to happen

to your family, to you.

Oh, your poor daughter.

She is so young.

What... what are you

talking about?

God give us strength

to do what must be done.

Have faith.

This is His will.

Have faith.

Have faith, Dan.

Mom, I'm gonna go

check on Mary.

Yeah, good. Good.

Thank you.

Mary.

Mare.

Mary. Mare.

Mary! Mary!

Mary. Mary.

Are you okay? Mary.

Mom! Mom.

- Mom.

- What happened?

- I don't know.

- Mary, honey.

Mary. Oh, my God.

You've got to help me.

Christopher!

Sweetie, sweetie, get up.

Christopher! Get up,

Mary, sweetie.

Christopher, call 911!

- It's okay.

- Go!

It's okay.

Christopher, go!

Come on, sweetie.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Whoa.

Oh, my God. Mom.

- Whoa.

- Mom, Mom.

- Honey.

- Mom, what's happening?

I don't know, baby.

I don't know. I don't know.

Christopher!

Sweetheart.

- Oh, my God.

- Get her to the bed.

- Okay.

- Help me. Help me.

Oh, Mary.

Come on, baby.

Christopher!

Sweetie.

- Morn.

- What?

- The phones are all dead.

- What? What are you talking about?

Mom.

I need you to go to the church

and get your father. Go get your father.

- I want to go too.

- Okay, take your brother.

- Okay, let's go.

- Go. Go. Hurry. Hurry.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Becca, wait up.

Come on.

Becca.

We've got to go.

Come on, we need to get Dad.

I can't run as fast as you.

Just don't leave me.

I would never leave you, okay?

We just... we gotta get Dad.

What is that?

I don't know.

Come on, we gotta go.

Come on.

Over here.

Dad!

Dad!

Open! Dad!

Dad, are you in there?

What are you doing here?

Move.

Dad?

Wait here.

Dad!

Oh, my God, Dad.

Dad, are you okay?

- Yeah.

- Dad.

Noah.

- Kingsman.

- Are you okay?

What?

- It was Kingsman.

- What?

Where's your mother?

She's... she's at home.

Mary's...

We have to go.

We have to go now.

- Are you okay, Dad?

- Yeah. Yeah.

Look. What are those?

They're on every house.

Jesus. What...?

We need to get home.

Mary?

Honey?

Mary. Mary?

Mary?

Sweetie?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my... Maw -

Get away.

Dan.

Dan. Dan.

Dan!

Wait here.

- Wait.

- What?

- You can't go there. It's too late.

- What are you doing?

Dad. Dad. Dad.

You can't go in there, Rebecca.

Please trust me.

- What are you doing, Noah?

- You're here for a reason.

- Get off me!

- You have to go now.

- God damn it. Noah.

- It's too late. You can't save them.

Let me go, Noah.

It's too late.

You can't save them.

- Please get in the car.

- Dad!

Rebecca, please get in the car.

Hello?

Wendy.

Wendy.

Honey.

Honey.

Wendy.

Wendy.

Mary?

Honey?

Mary-

- Start the car! Go!

- Dad.

- Dad.

- Start the car!

- Dad, what's going on?

- Is that Mary?

- Go! Get in the car!

- What?

- Dad.

- Get them out of here. Get help.

Get help. Go, go, go!

- Get in the car!

- Daddy, you have to come.

- Dan, get in the car.

- No. No.

Dad!

Daddy!

What are you doing?

We can't leave him there.

We have to go. You have no idea

what that thing can do.

Dad!

Whatever this is,

please let it leave my daughter.

In the name of Jesus Christ

our Holy Savior,

please be rid of my daughter.

Leave my daughter!

Mary?

Mary?

Honey?

Dad!

Mary, no!

Stop the car.

We can't.

Stop the car now.

That's not your sister.

Stop the f***ing car now.

Why are you stopping?

Don't stop.

Keep going.

Rebecca.

Listen to me.

She's not your sister anymore.

What the hell does that mean?

What does that mean, Noah?

What's going on?

Get in the car.

Get in the car.

Please get back in the car.

I'll tell you what I know, but you

have to get back in the car right now.

What?

You're part of this?

Oh, my God,

you're part of this?

Rebecca, please

get in the f***ing car!

You were chosen.

Chosen?

Yes. You, your whole family.

You were chosen.

We all were.

I don't understand.

We aren't meant to.

My whole family was brought here

just like yours.

You come here and you think

it's f***ing perfect,

and then you're f***ed...

you, your whole family.

That's just what happens.

If they even knew I was

telling you any of this...

Who is they?

Pastor Kingsman?

Kingsman is just the keeper.

He is just doing

what he was asked to do.

This place is a doorway,

and on the other side is evil.

We were picked to be a part

of this great, big plan

that we have no control over.

All I know is that once

the doorway is open,

we have one job,

and one job only... to shut it.

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to save you.

Please trust me.

You have to get back in the car

and we have to go right now.

Get in the car!

- Christopher!

- Help!

Help! Help!

- Christopher, she's coming.

- Help!

She's coming, Christopher!

What are you doing?

Christopher!

No! She's coming,

Christopher!

Help! Help!

Let me in!

Help! Help!

Please.

Help!

Please let me in!

Help!

Help! Help, please!

Please help!

What are we gonna do?

Just keep looking.

Oh, God.

There she... there she is!

Christopher is inside.

Oh, my God.

Is he gonna be safe in there?

I'm sorry,

but you can't stay here.

Please.

Why?

Why won't you help me?

Why won't you help me?

I'm sorry,

but you have to leave.

- Please. No. No!

- I'm sorry, but you have to leave.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Please. Please.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Please no!

No. Please.

Please, no, don't do this!

- I'm sorry.

- You can't put me out there!

Christopher.

Chris, I'm sorry.

Come on.

Come on, get in the car.

Come on, come on.

Hurry. Okay.

Go. She's coming! Go!

It's okay. It's okay.

We're gonna be okay.

You're safe now.

You're safe.

Where the hell are you going?

We have to stop the bleeding.

Oh, God.

It's okay, Chris. It's okay.

It's okay.

- Leave the car running.

- What?

If it comes, you have to

promise me to leave.

- Rebecca.

- But, Noah...

- Rebecca.

- Please promise.

Noah, I promise.

Please just don't leave me.

It's okay.

You're gonna be all right.

It's okay.

Okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

- Sh*t.

- What's happening?

No, no.

No. No.

Christopher! No.

No! No.

Christopher, get away!

- Rebecca! Rebecca!

- Christopher!

- No, Noah! No!

- Come on!

Christopher! Christopher!

- Christopher!

- No!

No! Becca!

No!

No!

Christopher!

No! Christopher!

Stop it!

Get off of him!

Christopher!

No!

Christopher!

No.

I have to keep you safe.

I know a place. It's safe.

We can hide there till morning.

Where?

In here.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

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