Terza Madre, La

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Cemetery of Viterbo

- Are you OK?

- Give your hand!

Oscar De La Valle

Cut the chains.

Bury it on the other side of the cemetery.

Later tonight.

And the urn?

- Put it on the car.

- Smile, Monsignore.

Dear Michael, we have done a

discovery in the cemetery that worries me.

I send you this urn to

examine the content.

Knowing esoteric and paranormal sciencies,

I think you'll be able

to confirm or deny my fears.

Rome, Museum of Ancient Art

Excume me, Sara, have you seen Michael?

No, since a couple hours ago.

He took Paul to the doctor.

Oh yes, that's why he doesn't

answer the cell phone.

Do you want to see a thing?

What?

Come with me. Come on!

What is it?

Now you'll see.

- I have never seen anything like this.

- Really?

Don't make me curious.

What is it?

Well, it's an urn.

- An urn?

- Yes.

- Where does it come from?

- From Viterbo.

Monsignore Brusca sends it.

It was found in a box buried in 1815.

Isn't it nice?

- I have never seen anything like this.

- Neither myself.

- It's for Michael.

What does it say?

Do we open it without him?

I don't think he minds.

Let's see what's inside and after

we put the letter back.

- OK.

- Agreed.

Let' open here.

- Shall I help you?

- No, I can do it.

What harm!

You cut,

Let me see it.

- It a small cut.

- An accident.

Be cool.

- Let's open it

- Yes.

It's beautiful.

Grab the dagger with care..

- It's from the medieval age.

- Yeah, thirteenth century.

- Three statues, they're creepy.

- Yes.

Let's see what's this.

They seem like demons.

Look the inscription.

There's one more thing here.

It' a tunic, like talisman.

Do you understand what's written?

Not much well.

They're ancient symbols.

Sara, do me a favor, go and

bring me the Aramaic dictionary.

- I'll take a look meanwhile.

- OK.

Run!

Help, help!

Let's see, you have seen some people

But they were deformed.

I didn' see well.

- It was strange the way the moved.

- Why strange?

It was like... they were devouring her,

all full of blood.

Wait, try to describe it.

I saw it for a few seconds.

Not all people were deformed?

Yeah, there was a monkey.

A monkey?

It followed me.

What exactly do you do at the Institute, Sara?

I specialize in restoring archaeology.

Have you already catalogued the

things found in the box?

No, I have not yet been able to examine them.

That is all I kno, I wish

to go home, please.

- Sarah, how are you?

- Oh, Michael!

I am Michael Pierce,

Director of the Museum.

Enzo Marchi, I lead the investigation.

- I'll take her home.

- Sure, no problem.

I cant' believe it.

She's nuts.

- Will you be investigator or not?

- Sure.

Can I go too? I do not want to be

alone tonight.

Of course you can.

It's freezing outside.

Do I light the fire?

Yes, I'll take a look to Paul.

He's in bed and quiet. He's sleeping.

It happened to me one thing

really strange this afternoon.

It's embarrasing for me

to tell you.

What is it?

Swear you won't say I'm crazy.

I swear it.

There was something inside there. I was not sure

to leave alive. Believe me.

- It doesn't matter.

- Come on. Tell me.

I felt a voice inside me.

In my head. And suddenly, BAM!,

the doors were opened alone.

And they were deadlocked.

It was a woman's voice that I could remember.

Hey, tiger, what are you doing awake?

- Hi, Paul

- Hi, Sarah

- Do you want a hot chocolate?

- Yeah.

- Can I read a book?

- All right.

Get the book and take it to your bed.

Which one do you want? This one?

I'll bring you the chocolate in a minute.

I do not understand why.

Why was Giselle killed?

What was the important

thing in the urn?

It was a kind of talisman. Tomorrow I'll see Monsignor

Brusco and I hope he'll know something.

How do you know him?

I took a course on spiritualism. He was a real

authority on mysticism and the occult.

Do you believe such foolishness?

- The occult? - Yes

- Well, some things yes, others not.

Don't you believe in what we fail to understand?

Not really, no.

You and I are scientists and must

only believe in what we can see and touch.

I still hear that voice.

It stillI resonates in my head

Am I becoming crazy?

No, Sarah, stay calm.

Just rest.

- Good morning, Father.

- Good morning.

I would like to see Monsignor Brusco.

He's not well.

He had an attack in the afternoon

we discovered the box.

He was consciousonly a few minutes

before the coma.

I'm so sorry.

Although this is not the right time,

I need information on the box.

I can't see the reason why

someone could kill for that urn.

All I know is that there was a name

on the box:
Oscar De La Vall.

Oscar De La Vall?

- Yes.

- Do you know who he was?

Well, Monsignor believed that the main character was

a history of two centuries ago.

Many people considered him just a legend.

Brusco not. That's why he sent you the urn.

For you to confirm.

Can you tell the story?

En 1815, some workers were

restoring the Curia of Aosta,

they discovered an urn,

Inside there were various objects, including a

tunic believed valuable magic.

some witnesses said that the tissue

began to shine intensely.

And packs of wolves emerged from the forest.

The wolves removed the bodies buried

and ripped them.

The local authority ordered to take

the urn to the Vatican.

Oscar De La Valle offered

volunteer to carry it.

He was a gentleman of high lineage and

had permission to talk with the Pope.

It was an unfortunate trip, in its wake,

the urn brought death and destruction.

Children were dying...

In many cities, he was refused to entry.

People had panic.

When he arrived to Viterbo, he was

exhausted and sick.

He went to the local Church and in six days

died of malaria.

He was buried in a secret

place with the urn inside the box.

The box was sealed with a crucifix.

He spoke nonsense.

He said things without meaning.

Wait... He was writing this

when they had the stroke.

It is the list of objects in the box.

- Mater Lacrimarum

- Mater Lacrimarum... Yes.

According to Monsignor, the urn and the objects

contained were magical.

They belonged to a wicked witch

called Mater Lacrimarum.

The Mother of Tears.

What a pity... A man like him... Ending

his days believing nonsense.

Monsignor should truly believe it. The ways of God

werel less mysterious to him.

If Monsignor wrote this, some reason

should have. Stay calm.

Goodbye, Father.

Help, help!

What happened?

They have my son.

But, what do you say?

They killed the nanny.

They left a note.

When I arrived I found this.

If you want your child

keep the SILENCE.

The SILENCE.

Michael I'm sorry

I'm sorry, my love.

- These symbols, I saw them on the urn.

- I know.

They are that people, a

sect of black magic.

Black magic?

Michael, I do not believe that...

- Do you think those are a series of coincidences?

- I am not saying that.

Giselle is dead, Brusco in an coma and

they have taken Paul.

Everything started with the urn and the talisman.

They want me in SILENCE.

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