The Legend of Bloody Mary Page #2

Clair, you truly are

one of a kind.

"Thursday, October 28th,

I arrived in Idlewood

early morning

to find the streets bare

and the town

all but soulless.

All but for one...

the Reverend Whittaker.

My concern

for the townspeople is grim.

But the Reverend Whittaker

was cleaning human bones

when we arrived

and had spoken of pox and plague

ravaging the entire community.

By a fortnight

word will have reached Salem

that the plague has wiped out

all of Idlewood.

My concern layeth

with the Reverend.

I fear the strain

of such a loss

has disturbed the poor man.

I feel a church...

a just monument

and a beacon of hope...

to be built upon the graves

of thy towns

founding fathers.

It is very honorable.

Very honorable.

Governor Holbrook,

may I present

the head of our reconstruction team,

Reverend Samuel Blake?

- How do you do, Reverend?

- Governor.

I have every confidence that word

of what hath transpired here

shall remain strictly

confidential.

Yes.

Of course, sir.

This site is to be cleansed

and built upon.

Indeed, Governor.

There, you see?

Jesus!

Jessie, how did you

get in here?

Sorry.

Jessie, how'd you

get in here?

Let's get you some food.

Amy!

Look, I'm sorry I yelled

at you earlier.

I realize you just called him

'cause you care.

And I was wrong

to get angry at you.

But you have to realize something.

I've been through

a dozen different meds

and a dozen different shrinks.

And the only thing that I've found

is that it doesn't work.

Come on. You can't be mad

at me forever.

How about I ditch

my morning class

and we go to Clark's

for breakfast?

Don't call me.

I'm over this.

Wait.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh my God.

So how long do you need

the gymnasium for?

Uh...

a few more weeks.

Ryan.

I'll see you later.

Hey, how's Creative Writing

coming along?

Did you have

another nightmare?

Yeah, but this time it was...

it was different.

You know, it felt more real.

Stronger.

Why don't we step

into my office?

All right.

So how's your girlfriend?

It's Rachel, right?

- She left me.

- Oh.

Well, you know, you just got to give

these things some time.

I guess.

Everything all right?

It's deja vu.

Some cultures believe

that deja vu

is God's way of letting you know

you're on the right path.

Is that so?

It could also be a hiccup

in your brain chemistry

as you process new information

through a memory cell.

So which one is it?

- Why couldn't it be both?

- Both?

Sure. Why couldn't the chemical

hiccups have a purpose?

Everything does.

It's all part of the master plan.

So what about

my nightmares?

Are they also

part of the plan?

Sure. Why not?

There's so much we don't know.

It's called

the Butterfly Effect.

Yeah, a flap of the wings

on one side of the planet

can cause waves on the other.

Something like that.

Everything that ever happened

in history

happened from a chain reaction

from previous events,

which still continues

to this day.

Our lives

are governed by it.

You're a prime example.

Did you choose to have

these nightmares?

No.

But I chose

not to have them.

So how's that

working for you?

Great.

It's all about cause

and effect.

We need to find out the cause that

effected you with these nightmares

and see what we can do

to effect it to stop.

You know, my sister wasn't the only one

that went missing that night.

There were more?

There was four.

There was Nicole and Jennifer,

her two girlfriends.

And, uh...

Greg and John,

two guys that they met

at the party.

Party?

Yeah, they were

planning this

big senior year blowout

and they needed

the ultimate game.

You ever heard of the game

Bloody Mary Worth?

Well, my sister did.

She told her friends.

- So, like, you almost done?

- Relax.

It's the server. Probably the storm.

Just give it some time.

Well, we need to go over

the music list with Amy.

- You did ask her, right?

- Ask her what?

I did.

I'm just playing with you.

She told me

to call back later.

It's 9:
15.

Should we call?

If you want to call her so bad,

pick up the phone and call her yourself.

What is with her?

She probably fell asleep

or something.

Forget it.

Girl is probably dead

to the world.

So what's next?

Hey, this might be cool.

You could get one of the guys

to spit out pea soup.

No thanks.

No pea soup and no pissing

on my carpet.

Look, it's another

urban legend list.

We got the bright lights

warning,

buried alive,

goatman legend,

kidney theft

and harvesting.

Or how about

the killer in the back seat?

No, no, no...

and a special no

to the goatman.

We need something

scary and cool...

something that'll scare

the crap out of everyone

and will have everyone

talking about my party

for the next six months.

Right.

Amy emailed me.

That b*tch.

She wouldn't answer my call

but is emailing you?

Relax.

She emailed me two hours ago.

Well, it better be

a music list.

Come on, already.

What does she have?

Gangsta rap or polka?

Nicole!

Whoa, what is this?

Mary Worth.

- What is that?

- I have no clue.

"This website is devoted

to all those who dare to play

the legendary game Mary Worth."

Wow, look at the crazy icons.

"17th-century Salem court,

Mary Worth was sentenced

to death

for the crimes

of witchcraft.

On October 31st her sentence

was carried out.

Mary had to endure

brutal beatings for hours

as the townspeople tried

desperately to make her confess

who her unborn child's

father was."

Mary Worth,

thou hast been granted

bountiful occasion

to divulge the proper name

of thy bastard child.

It yet be the opinion

of this court

that one

who walketh among us

hath made thee a whore.

Thou wilt not confess

to heresy,

to having lain

with Satan himself.

If that be thy contention,

then it shall be done

that no man among us

shall yet covet thee again.

No man's loins

shall yet be stirred

by thy countenance.

Mary Worth,

when the last of us

hath made his mark,

if thou hast not confessed,

thou shalt be excommunicated

from the church

and left to die.

"The local magistrate felt

the mirror was a just punishment

to remind her that vanity

was the ultimate sin

for her unwillingness

to confess."

"Mary stared into the mirror

and begged whomever lies

within it to take her.

She then cursed the town

and all its people

and vowed to have

her revenge."

"One of the townspeople

that was present

during the execution

was quoted in saying,

'I believe in Mary Worth."'

Fellow citizens,

children of God,

it is a hypocritical legacy

we so-called

Puritans bear.

For there is not

one amongst us

without the stain of sin,

not one who is blameless.

Mankind be wretched

and culpable.

"Now she's trapped

in the mirror

and seeking vengeance,

waiting for someone

to believe in her

and someone to release her."

"Unfortunately,

many have learned

there is a dark truth

to Mary's game.

Several poor souls

wrote their names

and those of their friends

onto a mirror

and then, believing

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