The Brotherhood of Satan Page #3

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- Doctor, talk to him.

- Ain't nothin' normal in this town.

The baby. Nine pounds.

Mother's doing fine.

Doc, will you shut up a second?

Yes, sir, Father.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. It's just l...

I don't know.

Back in theology,

I took some courses in exorcism...

- and I've been rereading some...

- Father, I've been thinking about...

- I still don't get it.

- What?

No foodstuff gettin' in,

no mail delivery, utilities, nothin'.

There's got to be a reason

for you gettin' in here...

but I'll be durned

if I can figure out what it is.

I can tell you, it sure as hell

wasn't intentional.

Yeah.

Father...

you've brought this up before

a couple of times.

You know anything more

about what you're talking about?

I'm not sure. I'm not sure,

but except for you...

- some malevolent force...

- Huh?

Some power,

something has prevented anybody...

from getting in or out of Hillsboro

for the last three days.

Now, I'm saying that we've tried all

ordinary means to find a solution...

and now we've got to go

one step further.

We've got to consider the possible

existence of something metaphysical...

something supernatural.

Aw, come on, Jack.

26 people slaughtered

in a little over 72 hours.

Six families wiped out.

All those kids missing!

Perkins family slashed up

like a threshing machine...

was run through the bedroom...

the Bermers pulverized.

- Don and Jeannie Howard.

- Yeah, they suffocated.

And those families he found,

suffocated and crushed.

- I know.

- Three more kids missing.

- What's supernatural about that?

- If you weren't so stubborn...

you'd open your mind

for a moment!

I know what you're talking about.

I've been reading about

flying saucers and little green men.

- Little green men?

- I'm not talking about green men.

What in the heck

are you talking about?

If you'd give me the courtesy

to listen for one minute, I'd explain.

Okay, Jack.

Now, you tell me about

those little green men...

that aren't little green men.

Tobey, you kill me!

You and them stupid magazines.

Little green men!

Flyin' saucers!

All right.

Little green men!

I know how it sounds,

but if only...

Consider the fact that some

mystical force, for whatever reason...

has thrown a cordon

around this town.

You know, you're all like me.

You're too tired

to figure out anything right now...

and that is a...

professional opinion.

Yeah, you're right, Doc.

Let's get a couple hours' sleep,

and then we'll...

try again tomorrow.

- Good night.

- Good night, Doc.

- Good night.

- Good night, Jack.

Little green men.

- Oh, Ben!

- It's all right.

It's okay.

She just had a bad dream,

that's all.

Go wet a towel.

You know where they are.

- Yes, Daddy.

- Get us out of here.

- We're gonna get out.

- I mean now. Right now.

This place is evil.

We've got to get away

before something happens.

- Nothing's gonna happen.

- Yes, it is. I know it is.

Oh, please, Ben.

Do you hear me? Promise.

- I promise.

- Here, Daddy.

- Come on.

- I mean it.

- I mean it.

- I promise.

Come on. Lay down.

- Please?

- All right.

Mornin'.

We're leaving.

Fresh coffee?

Do you know where

I can get my car fixed?

Normally I could tell you

a couple of places, but...

things aren't exactly normal.

Normally I don't ask for help,

but, mister...

this town's about ready to explode.

It's walking right on edge.

You saw 'em.

I got old Doc. I got the priest.

You heard him last night, and...

I'm asking you.

I'll bring help.

Yeah.

Yesterday, a little girl

with a music box.

What's it gonna be today?

Blue Merc outside.

K. T!

You forgot your...

Good luck.

- Are you hurt, either of you?

- No, Daddy.

You've got a right to cry.

Here.

Relax. I'll have the tire fixed

in a couple of minutes.

Where are you?

Come here, baby!

My little girl is missing.

I've got a woman hysterical with Doc.

- And you tell me you can't do anything?

- We really changed since this morning.

- Damn it, you can try!

- Try?

I've tried to find other people's kids,

including my own niece.

I've tried a dozen times

to get out of this slaughterhouse!

- I've tired!

- They took your little girl.

"They took"?

They.

Witches.

Black artisans,

celebrants of the Black Mass.

- I'm talking about witchcraft.

- You're always talking about witchcraft.

Wait a minute! Hold it!

Do you know something about K. T?

Yes.

Well, yes and no.

What do you mean, "yes and no"?

Is that complete?

Yeah.

No, it isn't. Count them.

A coven of witches

consists of 13 people.

Eleven.

Yes, 11 missing children.

Now, if we assume that the coven

requires one child for each member...

then they needed two more, right?

The point we've been overlooking

is that each child...

each missing child, was in a specific

age group... from six to nine.

But our town was short

one female child.

And that's why you got in.

They needed your daughter.

Now, there are four more

little boys in that age group.

What do they want with these kids?

I don't know.

But if I'm right...

they do need one more...

and one of those boys

will be next.

Do you understand that, Pete?

The next and the last.

If we can believe

that it's this thing...

I don't know what good that gun'll

do you, Jack, but good luck.

Pete, you are the last person

I ever thought would fall for...

a cock-and-bull story like this.

What other choice I got?

The houses are close enough.

So if you see anything unusual,

give us one of these...

and the rest of us

will come running.

I think it is absurd,

but if this is the way you all feel...

let's get this night hunt

on the road.

Yeah, let's do that, Doc.

Take this, will you?

The Williams place.

Jack, will you take care of the Nichols?

Tobey, go over to Perkins.

You come with me, and I'll show you

where you can do the most good.

- Miss, if you'll stay right here...

- With me.

That's your choice.

All right, thanks.

Good luck, Father.

Joey?

Joey!

- Listen.

- What?

I thought I heard someone.

Father?

Greeting, dear one.

'Tis we.

Late in the day of life...

we come.

Power of all powers...

with awe and supplication...

we beg and plead the gift

that has kept us with you...

for lo these many centuries.

Is it possible...

yet again...

to build that bridge

that connects the two worlds of...

life...

and...

death?

I have nothing which is not thine.

Prince of darkness...

king of the dead...

great shepherd of the shades...

open to us, your loving children...

your domain...

your plains and spreading forest...

your power...

your lust.

Make us one...

for all eternity.

Dame Ann.

Koran, the Elder.

Elisabeth of Hoven.

Doc?

Sheriff, that could be

Doc's blood on his pants.

All right, Jack.

Jack. Now, let's go over it

one more time.

We need your help, boy.

Come on.

Now try to think, okay?

Have you seen Joey?

How about Mike?

Come on!

Come on, now.

It's me... Pete.

Don't you worry, boy.

We'll take care of you.

Have you seen Doc?

What made you this way, boy?

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