The Hollow Child Page #4

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and I want believe that you

don't mean this.

That it's not your fault.

But I don't think I can

help you.

I don't know what else to do.

I'm sorry.

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

You don't belong here.

And you'll do what?

Make me go back?

You understand nothing...

with your brief, scrambling

little lives.

How could you?

You don't belong here,

none of you do.

Why are you doing this?

All of this used to be green...

filled with our song.

Then you came.

You noisesome, songless things.

Look at you... such a poor,

broken thing.

You're only made for sorrow.

This life suits me just fine.

Your Olivia can stay buried.

(SADISTIC LAUGHTER)

- Get off of her!

- Stop it!

Get her out of here.

Call the cops!

- Let me go!

- Stop!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Sam! Sam, Sam! Think about this!

Think about this, please!

Please, Sam think about it!

(MUSIC CHANGES)

Emily!

Sam, what's going on?

Whoa, hey.

Hey, it's okay.

Sam?

What do you want to do now?

That thing.

It was right. I'm broken.

I ruined everything.

I wasn't there.

Olivia needed me and I wasn't

there.

Hey, I've got some money

saved up.

Why don't we just go.

Let's just get out of here like

we always talked about.

We'll go somewhere sunny, right?

On a beach, okay?

And we can open a skate shop

on the boardwalk.

Just you and me, okay?

I'm gonna get some stuff.

(GASPS)

(LOUD CLANGING)

Emily?

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Em?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Alison!? But the fire?

I've been shadowing you ever

since it happened.

You were right... about your

sister.

If you can find her, free her...

it'll have nowhere to hide,

no disguise.

You can kill it just by looking.

- [DEMON] 5,4,3,2,1

- Go, save your sister.

I thought I might see her again.

[DEMON]

Ready or not, here I come.

Tell Janie I'm sorry.

I should've done more.

I should have done more.

- Go!

- (DEMON GROWLING)

- (POUNDING ON DOOR)

- Go!

No! No!

[ALLISON] No! No!

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Janie.

Alison...

I wasn't smart enough.

I couldn't see the way.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CHANGES)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Olivia? Hey, did you

get some rest?

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC FADES UP)

Olivia!

Olivia, Olivia.

None of this feels real,

does it?

Come on, come on, come on,

come on, come on!

It's like something

from a dream.

(DEMONIC GROWLING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

What happened?

I've got you. I've got you,

okay?

Sam, what happened?

There was singing,

it was so pretty.

I'm sorry, okay. I'm sorry.

Okay, we're gonna go.

You're safe now, okay.

You're safe, you're safe.

- Okay.

- Okay?

- Okay.

- Come on.

God. Are you okay?

Yeah.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

It's okay, Olivia, it's okay.

It can't disguise itself now.

Okay, shh. Okay?

Sam! Sam!

It's okay, shh, shh.

Olivia! Run!

Sam!

Sam! Sam!

This world is no place

for broken things.

(DEMONIC GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

Sam?

Sam?

Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Sam?

I'm here, I'm here, Olivia,

I'm here.

Sam?

Mom! Dad! Over here!

Olivia?

Sam.

- Dad.

- Oh, sweetie, come here.

Let's go home.

Let's go home.

Olivia?

I had a bad dream.

You came back for me.

I'll always be here for you.

Always.

(HUMMING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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