Shelter Page #5

It's the writing of the mountains.

This... is shelter.

You have two new messages.

Dr Jessup,

this is Detective Danton.

Just wanted to let you know

there wasn't enough to hold Adam Saber

but we released him

into your father's care.

Any luck with that cross? Call me.

Next message.

Jesus, Carrie,

where the hell are you?

OK, the darkness on the video,

the thing that moves...

...it's a sound wave.

It's a voice.

Carrie, it's a fricking voice. Listen.

Reverend Christian Moore...

...shelter now the faithless!

Hear that?

Cara.

What was that?

Uh, I have no idea. But I do know

who Christian Moore is. Or was.

He was born in Burlington,

Alabama, in 1889.

He's one of those good ol' boys,

southern faith healers.

He died in... 1918.

That's all the info I got.

However, listen to this. OK.

There's some sort of historical society

in Milling Junction.

Now, there's a guy there

by the name of Monty.

He has all this information on him.

OK, I'm-I'm... I'm about 50 miles

from Milling Junction now.

You can be there in an hour. Go.

You alright?

My throat scratches.

Let me see what I got.

No cough medicines.

Mom says it's not good for you.

Seriously?

Honey works though.

Yeah? OK.

Uncle Stephen.

Yeah?

I think there's something on my back.

Well, my late father

made these films

right after the Great War.

That's when it came.

The influenza epidemic.

And that's when we met him.

The Reverend Christian Moore.

He was a self-proclaimed faith healer

and he told the Holler folks that

they didn't need their voodoo medicine.

Just faith in the Lord.

And he had a good number of Holler folk

turn their backs on the Granny.

You see, he used, as an example,

his own two children.

They were full of health

and apparently immune

to the ravages of the disease.

And they were strange children,

as I remember. Quiet.

Turns out that their silence

was for a good reason.

The Reverend had lost his faith

and he had had his own kin inoculated

against the disease,

leaving the others to die.

That's awful.

And that's why the Holler folk

did what they did.

What was that?

My father was filming as usual

and I accompanied him.

And that's when I found them -

the Reverend's children.

They dragged the Reverend

to the Granny.

And she handed down

her own form of mountain justice

for his faithless ways.

And I can't really tell you

what happened...

...but to a child of eight...

...it sure as hell looked like that old hag

had sucked out Christian Moore's soul...

...and stuffed his gullet with dirt

so that it couldn't get back in.

And then she said something

that I... I'll never forget.

Reverend Christian Moore,

shelter now the faithless.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Doctor Jessup, it's Detective Danton.

Can you hear me?

Yeah. What... Wh-what's the matter?

I just wanna let you know

we've dispatched a squad car

to your father's location.

They'll be there in a few minutes.

I'm on my way now.

Why?! Why? What's happened?!

There's been a mistake.

Hello?

Dad?

Oh, hey, sweetie.

Dad, is Adam with you now?

Yes. The police

dropped him off a while ago.

Can he hear what I'm saying?

I shouldn't think so. He's in his room.

OK, um, Dad, I need you to leave.

Why? What's going on?

You 're in danger.

What are you talking about?

Dad, Adam Saber is dead.

Can you hear me?

Yes, but you 're not making any sense.

The body that I found - that was Adam.

Whoever's with you now

is not Adam Saber.

Well, then, who is he?

I don't know who he...

Oh, my God.

Dad...

Dad... Dad!

Dad, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Dad?

Dad, w...

Da...

Dad...

No...

Just pick up, please.

Latham Institute.

Virgil, I need you to run upstairs

and check on my dad, OK?

OK. I'll check on him. I'll put you on hold.

Dr Harding? Sh*t. Sh*t.

No! Jesus Christ!

Dr... Dr Harding...

Cara... Cara... Cara, you...

Virgil, where... where's my dad?

Something terrible's happened, Cara. I...

He's gone.

He's dead.

What?

I couldn't...

There was nothing I could do.

He's gone.

Wh... Wha...

Wh... What?

I'm so sorry, Cara. So sorry...

Hello?

Hi, sweetie. It's Mommy.

Can you... Can you...

Can you put your uncle on?

Mom wants to talk to you.

He's getting his car keys.

Wh-why? Where are you going?

Come on. Come on.

Sammy, are you alright?

Hey. Sammy's coughing up a storm.

She's got some rash on her back.

Her paediatrician's closed.

They said I should start

heading to General.

Cara?

Cara?

Are you there?

A doctor can't help her.

Are you out of your mind, Cara?

She needs to see a doctor.

Think about what you heard

on that video.

This man is so dangerous.

Please, you have to bring her up here.

No, you have to listen to yourself.

I'm not taking my niece

to a goddamn witchdoctor.

I'm taking her to a hospital.

Please listen to me and bring her here.

No!

Where are we going?

To the hospital. You 're gonna be fine.

Stevo! Wait.

Stay the hell away from us.

Stevo! You have no idea

what's going on here, Stevie.

Samantha Jane! Come with me!

Samantha Jane!

Go, go, go, go! Up the stairs.

Come on. In the bathroom.

In the bathroom. Go, go, go.

You 're in great danger, buckaroo.

Hey. Your freak show just showed up

in Dad's car.

Keep him away from her, OK?

Stephen, for once in your life,

will you listen to your father?!

Here.

Hi, Mommy.

Hey, baby. Hey, do whatever

your Uncle Stephen says, OK?

OK.

Now, everything's gonna be OK

and I'm gonna stay on the phone

with you the whole time, alright?

I'm scared, Mommy.

I know. I know.

The man from the soccer field -

he's here.

I know, honey. I know. I know.

Stevo!

He's coming up the stairs.

He's in the house.

Stephen?

Samantha Jane!

Stephen, this is your father.

This is no time to be playing games,

Stephen.

Shh...

Sammy?

Samantha Jane, honey.

You gotta come with your grandpa,

Samantha Jane.

Shh.

Honey?

Please! Damn it, Stevie, open the door!

We don't have much time!

There's a very bad man coming, Stevie!

Open the door!

I can't help you if you don't

open the door to your father!

I don't care, man!

Get out of this house now!

Stevie! Stevie!

Stevie!

Ugh!

Sammy!

Arrgh!

Samantha Jane...

Sammy! Sammy! Stephen?

That was an accident, honey.

Listen to me.

You gotta come with me,

Samantha Jane.

Sammy, tell him

to put David on the phone.

She wants to speak to David.

David? David's not here, sweetie.

Sammy, put me...

Put me on speaker phone.

Caroline?

Put David on the f***ing phone now!

Sammy? Sam... Stephen? Stephen?

Mommy...

...he fell.

Sammy?

Can you come here and get me?

Before he wakes up. Uncle Stephen?

Are you OK?

Tell me where this witchdoctor is.

Come on. You 're fine.

I'm scared!

Don't be scared.

Buckle up.

Come on!

When I cough, it feels like

I wanna throw up, Uncle Stephen.

We're gonna see your mom

real soon, OK?

I promise.

Hey! Hey!

Mommy!

I'll carry you, baby.

Give me your hands. It's OK.

Oh, my God. Come on.

Ow! Ow, Mommy!

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