The Disappeared Page #2

Dad was out.

We were having a party,

and Tom wanted to go to the playground.

And it was my birthday, so you know,

I'm drinking and I'm smoking and...

And by the time I come to collect him,

he was gone.

He'll be home soon.

What's with your dad, Amy?

Okay, listen, thanks. Yeah.

I'll track you there.

(door slams)

How'd your appointment go today?

Fine.

Been taking the pills?

Yeah.

Matthew.

What happened to your face?

Fell over.

(door slams)

[Matthew]

Let's just know.

Let's not just this in between.

You shouldn't have gone.

It wasn't fair.

[Tom] Help me, Matthew.

It's dark in here.

I'm really scared.

What's that you're listening to?

Nothing.

Are you sure you're all right?

(door slams)

(crying)

(gagging)

I was just on my way out, actually.

Matthew, you know how

important our meetings are.

No one said you were coming.

I just have to check that

you're settling back all right.

F***in' A.

As your care worker,

I just have to tick a few boxes.

Why did you miss

your outpatient appointment?

I was sick.

Try not to miss the next one.

So how's it been,

coming back to this state,

living with your father?

All right.

Really? What happened to your face?

Had an accident.

So how've you been?

I'm all right, I said.

Look, Matthew, this is going

to sound really boring,

but it's important that you don't miss

your hospital appointments.

You thought anymore about

the courses I told you about?

I run a few of them

down at the church hall.

It's not too late to come along.

(continues talking under ominous music)

What's the matter, Matthew?

Nothing.

Hear the words of comfort.

Our Saviour, Christ, says

to all who truly turn to him.

Come to me, all who labor

and our heavy-laden,

and I will give you rest.

God so loved the world,

that he gave his only son,

that whoever believes in him,

should not perish,

but have eternal life,

and when our mortal flesh is laid aside,

an everlasting dwelling place

is made for us in heaven.

It'd be good to see Matthew

at the next meeting.

How's your hand, by the way?

It's better.

When is the next meeting?

Tuesday.

Simon.

Yes, Matthew.

You got a ciggy?

Yeah, man.

How was the God squad?

Great.

Good.

Hey, Matt.

How you doing?

Sophie.

I've not seen you for ages.

How's the looney bin?

Oy.

Lay off.

I said go. I'll see you at home.

Think she fancies you, bro.

Shut up.

She's your sister, mate.

That's too disgusting.

She's twelve years old.

Hey, you know what you were

talking about with the tape?

Recording things, and...

Yeah.

I've done it, and...

Can I play it to you?

Yeah, man.

Want some speed?

All right.

I'm talking to you

on a f***ing recorder.

This is where you went from.

If you're out there.

(laughs)

Watch the space here, it's coming up.

You're f***ing losing it.

It's f***ing on here. I did it.

Well, you're f***ing joking.

Nobody's going to take you

seriously, man.

It was your idea.

You said it, and I did it,

and it worked.

Matt, man.

(laughs)

It's on here.

I mean, you hear voices, bro.

You need to spend a bit longer

in the old whack shack,

you know what I mean?

We'll see what happens, eh?

What the f***, man?

(slow, sad music)

Tom!

Mom! Mom!

(door slams)

(knocking)

What's wrong?

What is it?

Seriously, you haven't said

a word since I got here.

I think he's still alive.

I heard his voice.

No one else has,

but something's going on.

It's something between me and him.

Like, I believe you.

You know what?

I might have something for you.

No one seems to know

that much about her.

She seem to sort of freak everyone out.

They call her a witch.

(laughs)

I've seen her, just like

wandering around the corridors

a few times.

Seems like she's just misunderstood.

I know where she lives.

It's on the Pie Hawk State,

just around the corner.

Thanks.

You've got nothing to lose

by paying her a visit.

Thanks, Amy.

For what?

For not thinking that I'm some

f***in' (sighs).

(laughs)

I never said you weren't.

You know, there is help

that you can get, too.

Sorry.

I just wanted to say thanks.

You already did.

I'd better get back.

Yeah.

Knob.

(sighs)

[Tom]

Where were you, Matthew?

You never came for me, Matthew.

I waited for you.

Matthew.

Matthew.

(thuds)

Matthew!

(thuds)

(ominous sound effects)

You can't help. You can't help me.

[Tom]

You never came for me, Matthew.

I waited for you.

Where were you?

Where were you, Matthew?

(banging)

[Tom]

Matthew.

(ominous sound effects)

(phone ringing)

Is this your friend?

Just ignore her, Matthew.

She gets a bit ahead of herself.

How'd you know my name?

Shall we begin?

Yeah.

You know, all I need to know,

sort of why he won't...

why he won't leave me alone.

Why can't I get rid of him?

Sounds obvious,

but maybe he's trying to say

something to you.

So you think he's dead then?

I can't answer that, but

maybe he's trying to

warn you about something.

You all right?

(footsteps)

Remember he's just a child.

Maybe he's just angry with you

because you weren't there

for him when he needed you.

Ghosts are about the unresolved.

They never rest

until they find an answer.

Ghosts?

Matthew, this place is full of them.

It's a ghost area.

Don't worry, sweetie.

Mommy's just telling a story.

Try not to worry too much.

I'm sure you'll find what you need.

Yeah.

Listen, thanks very much.

How much do I owe you?

There's no need.

You sure?

It's fine.

Thanks.

This is for you.

For me?

Thank you very much.

(door slams)

Hello?

Dad?

Dad?

(ominous music)

Dad, where were you?

What is it, Matthew?

I was just saying goodnight.

You all right, Dad?

All right, night, then.

Shut the door?

(door slams)

(slow, gentle music)

(knocking)

Saks.

Hello, Matthew, I need

to ask you some questions.

What do you think about

the latest abductions?

Do you believe rumors that

it may be the work of a serial killer?

What abduction?

Sophie Pryor.

I believe you may be a friend

of her brother's, Simon.

You got to go now.

Matt.

Do you think it was a local person

that killed them?

F*** off.

You're all the same really.

(door slams)

(bell ringing)

Saks was here earlier.

Made mum and dad cry with his questions.

Maybe you think it's Sophie?

Where'd you get it?

It led on from the stuff with the tape.

What happened there?

I met up with this woman, Simon.

She wanted to help.

She's a... she's a medium.

She's not some sort

of crystal gazer, man.

She's good, and her daughter drew that

for me.

A medium?

She lives on the Whitehawk Estate.

Shelley Cartwright.

Shelley Cartwright.

F***ing hell, man.

What's wrong with you?

She died years ago,

and her flat burnt down.

Her daughter was in it.

It was all over the news.

No, you're thinking

of someone else, mate.

I spoke with her, and she...

Sort your head out, bro.

Do you think we need

this sh*t right now?

Simon, you've got the wrong person.

I think she can help, you know.

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