The Curse of Sleeping Beauty Page #3

look at that property

that you've been yammering on

about for the last few months.

Excellent timing, Richard.

Something else

you want to tell me?

Listen, uh, sorry.

Richard Meyers.

Glad to make your acquaintance.

Richard is an expert in

supernatural phenomenons,

- specifically demonic.

- Well, paranormal cleric.

I perform rituals sanctified

by the Paranormal Community,

Catholic Church, to name a few.

Great.

So what were you running from?

Something Thomas did not

believe in five minutes ago.

Come on, let's go to my place.

I'll explain it to you there.

All right.

Well, welcome to my place.

There is something that

I want to show you guys.

- You took all of these?

- Yep.

I've been documenting

the paranormal activity

surrounding the Kaiser Gardens.

I figured out that if you

use a very powerful lens

and you open the shutter

for a really long time

that you can pick up on that.

See these, these spirits,

some people call them

demons or ghosts or djinns

but they are everywhere.

Djinns?

Well, there are

three kinds of beings.

There are the angels that

are created by light.

Humans are created by clay.

And djinns are created by fire.

- Like right there.

- Yes.

So that thing we

saw in the house,

the dark figure

moving in and out?

Most likely that was a Djinn.

They mostly appear as a

shadow or as a black dog.

They can be evil, or good.

And they can take

possession of many things,

such as inanimate objects.

But like angels, they exist

in a supernatural realm,

and like humans

they have free will.

Free will.

So they're behind what's

happening at the house?

And I'm stuck with them?

I hate this goddamn house.

I don't blame you.

At least we know what

we're dealing with.

It doesn't matter.

Nothing does.

My life is over.

Don't you get it?

What are you talkin' about?

Richard, he gets a sickness.

We think if he spends

more than a few days

away from the

property, he'll die.

So you're cosmically

bound to the property?

That's interesting.

You know, I've heard

about this before

but I've never actually seen it.

This is exciting.

You...

May I please borrow the

keys to your car, Richard?

Oh, well, it needs gas.

Thanks a lot, Uncle Clive.

Sh*t!

I'm not tied to the property.

I'm tied to her, Briar Rose.

- Who's Briar Rose?

- I don't really know.

I've dreamt about her

my entire adult life,

always in Kaiser

Gardens, always asleep.

Only when I inherited the property did

she wake up, but only in the dream.

She said her body is

somewhere on the property

and the only place

we haven't looked

is deeper in those

basement rooms.

- You say these are dreams?

- She also mentioned a demon.

I saw this in a nightmare.

Rose called it the Veiled Demon.

I've seen this face before.

In ancient drawings

in my trips to Jordan.

She's called Shaytan

Al-Hayalshabat,

which translates into

the Veiled Demon.

In Greek mythology she's

the female version of Erebus.

This must be the

source of the haunting.

I think if we can find

Briar Rose and wake her up,

it will break the curse.

So, uh, does it say anything

about Rose or how to save her?

I don't know. It's in

a coded ancient language.

We're gonna have to get somebody

to help us translate this book.

Well, you have

your ex-boyfriend.

No, Richard.

He's not my ex-boyfriend.

I went on two dates with him.

It was two dates.

It was like a deal. He was gonna

help me with some things.

You said the deal was one date.

The details are not important.

- As I live and breathe.

- Hi, Daniel.

Thanks for taking us

on such short notice.

Sure thing.

Richard, it's nice to

finally meet you in person.

It's nice to see

everybody in the flesh.

It's like a family reunion.

Ah, and who's this?

Your boyfriend?

He looks a little sickly.

- Daniel!

- I kid, because I love.

Come on in.

Welcome to my secret lair.

I knocked a few walls down,

rewired the whole place myself.

Pretty unique.

Oh, here.

Let me show you.

You see, it starts...

Right here it gets dicey.

All this writing

looks like Aramaic script.

- Right.

- Oldest surviving Arabic grammar.

Same as the last thing you gave me.

This could take a while.

- How long will it take?

- How long?

How long?

Where'd you get this guy from?

For your info, smart guy,

I occasionally work

for the government

doing stuff I can't talk about.

The program that we're

using to figure out

this ancient

journal, I wrote it.

Okay. Daniel.

Yeah, uh, we have to get

him back to the property

or else his body's

gonna shut down.

Oh, bummer. Sorry.

Daniel, it's gonna

be a long night.

Let's just have a drink here.

Mmm. It's an Irish recipe.

I made it myself.

I call this program

the Cypher Wizard.

It uses some of

the same logarithms

I use in code breaking

for the government.

These ancient writings are

essentially a kind of code,

with symbols and

double meanings.

So you need to

translate on two levels,

the language or symbols,

and what those symbols

are really trying to

say, in the context

of the symbols around it.

So how did this ancient

book get into the house?

I don't know how it got there.

I can only tell

you what it says.

Now whoever wrote this journal,

no doubt one of your ancestors,

has got an

unparalleled knowledge

of both the language

and the supernatural.

All right, let's do some work.

Thomas?

Door's open. You home?

Thomas, electricity

still isn't working.

Thomas?

Thomas? Ya home?

Hello?

What are you doing here?

Thomas?

Is that you?

This isn't funny.

Hey.

I brought you some coffee.

Thank you.

- Do you mind if I sit?

- No, please.

How's your shoulder?

It's seen better days.

For what it's worth,

I'm really glad

that you're here,

sharing this horrifying

experience with me.

At least you have a

choice in the matter.

You guys don't even

need to be here.

Yet you are.

Back in the city, I was just

going through the motions.

I didn't care about

anything or anyone.

Yeah, broken heart?

No?

Sh*t job?

I was engaged.

She got sick...

And by the time they found

the cancer it was too late.

And that was three years ago.

I am so sorry.

I used her death as an excuse

to check out.

I lost my job,

my house, everything.

A friend graciously

put me in a cubicle

but reality never quite set in.

You on the other hand,

you lose a brother,

and you become a regular

Nancy Drew.

Are you okay?

- You okay?

- Yeah.

It looks like I've traded one

shitty existence for another.

Yeah, but we're close

to finding the

answers and the truth.

I've had enough

answers for one day.

It's just a lot at once

and I still don't know how

Rose fits into the picture.

Rose, the girl from your dreams?

We have this connection.

I can't explain it.

They're more than dreams.

They're so real.

And after what happened today...

Wait, uh...

Are you saying that

you think that you have

some sort of real connection

with this Briar Rose?

Maybe.

Okay, um...

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