She Who Must Burn Page #4

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Now!

Get over by the car.

Let's go!

- Absolutely.

God bless.

You two, over there.

God bless you, Sheriff.

Real nice, Sheriff.

I'll check on the girls.

Angela, it's me!

I'm coming in.

Is she OK?

No... she just saw

her mother killed.

Sheriff is talking to

the Baarker's right now.

I don't care what he's doing.

We need to get her

somewhere safe.

We have to go.

- OK, hold on.

Mac, I'm serious.

They've been trying to get in here.

We need to go.

We need to bring her somewhere.

OK.

Sweetie, hey, Annie,

sweetie, Mac's here.

He's gonna take us to the car.

We're gonna go somewhere safe.

- No.

- Sweetie, you're OK.

Sheriff, we just

came by to see how she was...

Enough.

Enough's enough.

Enough trouble for one day, OK?

Go home.

It's OK.

Don't even look at them.

Let's go.

- Come on.

Don't look at them.

It's OK.

Get away. Get away!

Just keep your head down.

Put your head down.

It's OK. It's OK.

I'm getting in with you.

We're OK.

Caleb, step away from

the front of the car.

There's a major storm coming.

It's already killed seven

people in Sussex County.

I want everyone to go home now.

Now!

Everyone, let's go.

Very happy with you.

Caleb!

What are you doing?

Just relax.

They're just going to go home

and ride out the storm.

They're not going anywhere.

We've got eyewitness

testimony here.

Come here.

I told you this would happen.

I told you.

I warned you.

What do you want me to do now?

Take Angela and the girl,

and get out of here.

Get ahead of the storm,

but you gotta go now!

When we get back, we're doing

a full investigation.

Mac, take this.

- Sh*t. F***.

- What is it?

Just keep your head down.

Stop the car.

Sh*t, Mac.

Stay here.

Just stay down.

We just want the girl.

You're not getting her.

Officer, put the gun down.

Like hell.

Look out!

Mac!

Get out of the car.

Annie, get out of the car.

Come on, come on.

They're running!

They're coming!

Quick, quick, quick, quick!

Mac, you awake?

What?

Good.

Sit up.

Look at me.

- What happened?

- Look at me.

Oh, my head.

Angela?

- Shh.

She's taken care of.

Don't try to get up.

It's OK.

Where is she?

You'll see her soon enough.

When?

Soon.

I need to see her.

She'll be waiting for you.

Where?

In hell!

Keep running!

You're OK. You're OK.

Please don't leave me.

Don't leave me.

Please don't leave.

Please don't.

I don't feel it anymore.

Good, good.

It's OK.

That's good. That's good.

I'm cold.

You're OK.

You're OK.

You're OK.

Hey, you're OK.

I feel so...

You're OK.

Get away from me!

Don't touch me!

No!

Hey.

No!

Wish I didn't have to do this.

Wish I didn't have

to do any of this.

But you gotta understand

that's it's not up to me.

This is God's will.

We all have to pay for our sins.

No!

No!

Just a closer walk with Thee...

Grant it, Jesus, is my plea.

Daily walking close to Thee.

Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

- Get away from me, Caleb.

- Sheriff, please!

Get away from me.

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