The Haunting in Connecticut Page #3

lf what?

-That if l die--

-You won't.

--it's not your fault.

No.

No. You can't have him.

Can't have my son.

Hey.

We're bored.

Please play with us.

Why don't you ask Matt?

Yeah, why don't you ask Matt?

You okay?

l'm outstanding.

Okay, come on, guys.

l'll count to 30...

...and let's see if we can find some

new hiding places this time.

Matt.

Go on.

One, two, three, four, five.

There's room for me too.

Find your own spot.

Twenty-nine, 30.

Ready or not, here l come.

Let me out of here!

Help!

Get me out of here!

Get me out!

Get me out of here!

What happened? What? Come here.

What? What is it? What?

Okay.

-Mary?

-l'm over here.

Oh, my God. Are you okay?

Wait. Be careful.

Hey, the floor must be rotten.

-Rotten? Where?

-Well, here for sure...

...where Mary's leg fell through.

Just stand back, okay?

Hey.

-You're okay.

-Bugs.

Okay. Come here. You okay? Yeah?

What is that?

-Oh, God.

-Oh, my.

What is it?

Okay. Come on.

Playtime's over.

God, they're all...

...dead.

So sad. lt's probably the only time

they ever had their photo taken.

What are those?

l don't know.

You all right?

Yeah.

These are really weird.

lt has to be fake.

Let me see those.

What?

-Nothing.

-Matt, come on.

Just give me a chance.

-l've seen him.

-Shut up.

Gave you a chance.

l'm sorry, okay? Just....

Go on.

Please?

l thought that l was hallucinating,

but l have seen this kid...

...almost every day

since we've been here.

Okay, l wake up in the middle

of the night...

...and it feels like he's been inside me...

...looking out through my eyes.

One bright day

In the middle of the night

Two dead boys got up to fight

Okay, me and him,

we're just two dead boys.

Maybe the place is haunted.

Either way,

l mean, we need to find out...

...who put these things

under the floorboards and why.

Yeah, but how?

Okay, well, don't tell anyone,

but there are these buildings...

...all over the country where

secret knowledge is kept, known only...

...as libraries.

Okay, so check it out:

''A Case of Materialization. ''

That is Ramsey Aickman,

and this was his mortuary.

Now, he had a very interesting hobby:

psychical research.

And your guy, dead kid,

his name was Jonah...

...and he was Aickman's assistant

and a medium.

Supposedly, they contacted

the dead through Jonah...

...and people came to have chats

with their dead hubby or wife...

...or find out where Auntie Mame

hid the family jewels.

Now, he claims that he discovered

how to amplify the seances.

So he not only contacted the dead,

but he made things appear.

What things?

Ectoplasm.

And what is ectoplasm?

A mysterious protoplasmic substance

streaming out of the body of mediums.

So it's just like in those pictures

in the box.

Photographs of ectoplasm often

show a gelatinous material oozing...

...from all the natural orifices

of the medium.

From mouth, ears, nose, eyes

and even the lower orifices.

So Aickman held all those seances

in this house...

...and people came

from all over and were convinced.

Harvard professors,

all kinds of big shots.

I mean, Aickman and Jonah's

seances were famous.

Well, do we know

what happened to him?

Well, here's where it gets

a little weirder.

So there was a seance

led by Aickman...

...with Jonah as the medium.

All four sitters and Aickman

were found dead.

-Cause of death not clear.

-So Jonah killed them.

Nobody knows. No sign of him.

He was missing, vanished,

never seen again.

Well, until now.

Well, here's the weirdest part of all.

Okay, so 30 years later...

...when they expanded the highway...

...they did the detour through

the cemetery--

Wait, we've been on that road

a million times.

This is the thing: When they tried

to relocate some of the old plots...

...they found something weird,

or didn't find.

-What?

-Over a hundred bodies...

...that were supposed to be there

weren't, just empty...

...coffins filled with sandbags.

Someone stole the bodies.

Aickman.

Or Jonah. Aickman or Jonah.

Maybe, but why?

l don't know,

but l might know somebody who does.

-Remarkable.

-Do you think it's real?

Well, l've seen plenty of fakes,

but l've seen the real thing once.

Paris. lt....

lt was the most horrible thing

l've ever seen, but not this.

Must've been a very powerful medium.

What are they?

Eyelids.

Human eyelids.

Well, what are they for?

Necromancy.

Corpse-bothering.

lt's a loathsome form of magic.

lt's seeking power through control

of the dead via relics of their bodies.

Well, why eyelids?

That's a good question.

l mean, traditionally we'd close the eyes

of the dead so they may...

...rest in darkness.

Now, removing their eyelids keeps

their eyes open, makes them see.

Perhaps he intended them

to be watchmen...

...or guardians of this house...

...or of his secrets.

By the way, l mean,

somewhere there are the bodies...

...that belong to these people,

and he used them.

l think ultimately, Aickman intended

to enhance Jonah's powers.

Well, he amplified his seances.

Somehow he bound the spirits of the

dead to their bodies, yes...

...as an amplifier, probably through

some form of ritual or desecration.

Perhaps buried outside the house?

Perhaps it would help if we prayed

for all those poor souls that died here.

For the boy too.

Mommy?

-Come back.

-Mommy?

Please, please, help me.

-Mommy.

-Help me.

Matt.

Matt.

Matt. Who are you?

What are you doing in my house?

-Matt?

-l'm a reverend.

lt's okay. We asked him to come.

-Asked him?

-We met at the--

-Get out of my house.

-Get off. lt's fine.

We met at the hospital.

l receive treatment.

-Get out.

-Well, he called me for advice.

-lt's a little hard to explain.

-Try.

l believe that there is something evil

in this house...

...something no longer living

and not yet passed over.

And it wants your son.

That's a dangerous situation

for someone who's close to death--

He's not.

And l'm as hopeful as you,

but tell me, have you not...

...felt something strange here?

l don't know what you're talking about.

l appreciate the concern, but this is

not the type of help we need right now.

l'd like you to leave.

Of course.

You're not alone.

Peter?

Matt?

You're kidding.

Hello!

Anybody home?

All the lights are on!

Why are all the lights on?

Ridiculous.

Everybody in this house is sleeping...

...with the lights on

and l wanna know why!

He's been drinking.

Why don't we just build a fire

and throw money into it?

lt's okay.

l gotta pay a mortgage,

l'm now paying rent.

Here's another one.

God.

Every single room has got a light on!

Here. Here we go.

Sleep in the dark.

There we go.

Lights out.

There we go.

Yeah.

Peter...

...that was a cruel

and childish thing to do.

All you did was scare everybody

in this house.

Don't. Don't. Don't.

Your family needs your strength,

not your self-pity.

You get drunk again, don't come home.

Matt?

Okay.

l'm so sorry.

l just didn't know who else to call.

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