The Borderlands Page #4

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we can hear three dimensionally

what's going on in this space.

And we can put some further around here?

We've got 12 in total. Pick your spots.

Okay.

Mic check. Mic one, check.

Can you hear me?

- Yeah.

No, I mean you can hear me, but

can you hear it on the receiver?

Oh, sorry.

- Tune it round to 100.

On the dial, the big dial.

Cool.

Yeah, that will be good, that's where

Mark had his fall, wasn't it?

It's dirty work down here, mate.

Right, mic two, check.

- Mic two, check!

Mic seven, check.

Yeah, hearing it. Mic seven, roger.

Dude, listen.

Listen.

Let me get a hold on that.

Alright, that's...

No, that's mic two.

Is it moving?

Dude, what is that?

It's moving,

it's moving along this wall.

Now what?

- Now it's going towards the bookcase.

Just there.

That's right there, dude.

What is that - an animal?

Is that a voice?

No, it's gone.

It's totally gone.

You've checked all this for

speakers, haven't you?

Dude, it was along this wall here.

It moved along here.

And you've checked that for speakers?

There is nothing in there, dude?

Hi Mark, you feeling better?

I'm fine.

It's definitely over here.

- That's between mics three and four.

Right.

- Hold on.

Heading towards mic three.

Listen.

12:
05h, sound of infant crying. Most likely

interference from a nearby baby monitor.

Gray, Gray!

Dude.

What's going on?

That was Father Crellick, I just saw him

skulking about in the window over there.

I knew it was too good to be true.

Something tangible happens

and he just so happens to be there.

Dude, we've checked for subwoofers

and didn't find any.

How's he gonna...?

- Maybe he went basic.

Loop of fishing line, out the loop

and then whip it away again.

- That's bullshit, it's too involved.

He didn't even seem with it.

Gray, you don't know that.

- I know it doesn't feel nice

to be deceived. I'm going to

follow him, see what he's up to.

This might be us finished.

Father Crellick?

I've got to say it pains me to say it but

Mark's theory about that baby monitor

is probably correct. It's

the best explanation.

No, dude. I switched this off.

What?

Dude, the machine is switched off!

Father? Are you there?

Father Crellick?

Father Crellick?

You don't believe in my miracle,

do you? I prayed for you to come.

If this is not a miracle, if this

is not the hand of God...

I can hear it! Where's it coming from?

F***, dude!

- What?

Calm down. I'm not your enemy here.

But if this isn't a miracle...

Get out of here!

Father Crellick...

Oh Christ!

Deacon! Gray!

- We're coming! What's going on?

Mark, Mark! Where are you?

F***! Guys!

Oh f***! Oh God! Oh f***! Oh f***!

Oh f***!

- Father Crellick.

"Christ almighty and his holy mercy,

may the Lord Father assist you."

The... the police are with Mark

now. I wouldn't worry,

he can be quite the salesman

when he wants to be.

I just don't understand it, Deacon.

What don't you understand?

Crellick.

That's a sin, right? According to you lot.

- A mortal sin.

A mortal sin.

The souls of those who die in a state

of mortal sin descend into hell.

Into hell.

But... Crellick was a priest.

Priests can be sinners too.

Come on, I'm buying.

Oh, here we go.

Just keep walking, Deacon.

Dude...

Not so funny now, is it?

Is it?

- He's bleeding!

Dude, that was unnecessary.

Deacon! They're just kids, mate.

Cheers, love.

Take it easy.

- Another one, please!

Just don't tell Mark, okay?

Holy people struggle too, you

know? Open a newspaper,

we all make bad choices,

same as everyone else.

Yeah well, jumping off a church tower

sounds like the wrong choice.

He was under a lot of pressure.

Pressure?

But Deacon. Mark might want to hide

his head in the sand, but you...

You know better, I know you do.

What we saw up there...

Two more, please.

- Deacon, what we saw up there

was not normal. It was not

f***ing normal, mate.

The people that came before

you lot, right...

The pagans.

- Yeah alright, the pagans,

druids, the Aztecs or whatever.

They believed in stuff that was real.

You know, they had the moon,

the sea, the stars, the sun. They

had stuff, they worshipped stuff!

They didn't know any better. They were just

worshipping what was in front of them.

No, they worshipped what

was there, physically there.

Whereas you are choosing

to believe and worship

the great "what if".

And your point is?

- Well, my point is...

My point is, that if there

was gonna be a fight

between something that was there

and something which wasn't there,

then I know which side I'd bet on.

What? Are you...

What?

- Hey, can we get some drinks here, please?

Don't make a face, Deacon.

- Bar's closed.

Come on, it's just after nine.

- My pub, my rules.

Ah, come on, don't be ridiculous!

- You just served this guy.

A man is dead.

A good man.

I know his mum, you should

see the state of her.

Yeah, we don't want any trouble, lads.

The only people causing trouble

around here are you.

Look... Deacon, hey, dude, dude, dude!

No! Dude, dude, dude!

- We were asked here.

We came here to help!

- Help?

Dude, let's go!

Deacon, come on, dude!

- I've been there before, Gray.

Everyone's trying to sweep

the truth under the carpet.

I'm not gonna let it happen again.

We've got to go back up there.

Where have you been?

- Listen, Mark, mate,

we had a thought about where

the sounds were coming from.

So we went to investigate...

- Investigation's over.

You can go and pack away your stuff.

I've sent in a revised report,

all we're doing is waiting

on the movement order.

Mark, come on, mate...

- This is not over!

Really? Well, if you can tell me

which one of the awful events

we witnessed constitutes a miracle, I will

be sure to inform my undersecretary.

But...

- There is nothing going on at that church

but a depressed priest with misguided

notions and now he's dead.

If you still think it's Crellick

then why don't we go back up

there? If nothing happens,

then we will know for sure!

- A priest is dead!

I am not going to let this turn

into another campfire story.

It's right there! We get in there and

we... I told him there's something there!

Now we've got it in our

grasp and he wants to go.

"Waiting by the quayside..."

"...in your home, boy. Let her go."

"Go, boy..."

Sh*t!

Hello? Hello?

Who's there?

Father Crellick?

Deacon.

Deacon.

Father Crellick?

What's that?

Jesus Christ. Sick bastards.

Oh sh*t, sh*t!

Deacon, what are you playing at?

What?

Who said that?

Oh my God.

My God.

Where's it coming from?

What is that?

Who's there? Who's there?

Frazzetti. Frazzetti's eyes..

Oh God, his eyes!

As if we didn't have enough on.

We should be on our way

to Liege right now.

The situation is not resolved.

- It was according to my report.

Reconsecration is a matter

for the local diocese.

Why are you ignoring what happened?

What I found?

- What, some old animal bones

and you imagined you heard something.

- Which warrants further investigation!

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