The Night Flier Page #5

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Dees!

Sh*t!

God, f***!

Look out, ladies and sensation seekers,

A very bad man is coming your way.

You'll read his real name and forget it.

but that's okay,

because you'll remember my name for him.

A name that's gonna put him

up there with Jack the Ripper

and the Cleveland Torso murderer

and the Black Dahlia.

You'll remember The Night Flier.

Coming soon to a checkout counter near you.

This is runway 3-4,

Descendant

Maintain 3,000.

Roger, flight heading

Leaving six for 3,000,

We got some nasty weather down here.

Wilmington, this is 7-0 delta romeo,

You got a sky master 3-3-7

down there on the ramp?

Tail #1-0-1 Bravo lima?

Wilmington this is 7-0 delta romeo,

Did you get my last transmission?

Goddamnit, Wilmington, talk to me!

What's going on down there?!

Dees.

Dwight.

Turn around while you still can, Richard.

I don't want you here.

F*** you a**hole, I'm not letting you go.

Dwight, you in there, buddy?

F***.

No more.

I've been watching you, Dees.

I've been watching you very closely.

Yes, I know you, you see.

I know...

all about you.

I trust you now understand

that you can never write all what you know...

Can never reveal what you have seen.

Open your camera, now!

You're real.

So are you, for now at least.

This is your last chance,

my would-be biographer.

Open your camera or I'll do it!

Your appetite for blood intrigues me.

We have a lot in common, you and I.

Perhaps you need me, Dees.

But there are others who need me as well.

Don't fear for your life, Dees.

I have no intention of killing you.

After all,

we are brothers in blood, are we not?

This sad world would be much sadder place

without the likes of you.

Besides,

I've fed well tonight.

So very well.

But listen closely, my inquisitive friend.

because I say this only once.

Do not follow me anymore,

or I will swallow you whole.

That much...

I can promise.

Dwight!

I need to see your face!

Show it to me, Dwight!

Show it to me.

I suppose it was inevitable.

You've been looking for me all your life.

In the morgues, in the graveyards,

In the faces of the dead and dying.

Your whole existence has been a search for me.

Well... here I am, my friend.

Am I not all that you hoped for?

Am I not all that you thought I would be?

Believe in me, Richard, for I am real.

You've always wanted to know

what hell was like.

Now you will know.

You know what I had to do

to get this, Richard?

I had to pull it out of me.

It was so cold, Richard.

So cold.

Richard, could you look this way?

I'm drowning, Richard.

I'm drowning.

I thought maybe we could be friends.

Let me be your friend.

You've been here before, Richard.

And you'll be here again.

and again.

and again.

and again.

and again.

and again.

and again.

and again.

Dwight!

No way, baby!

It ain't happening!

Freeze, a**hole!

Drop it!

You too.

I'll cut you too!

Aahhh...!

Aah!

Who are you?

Katherine Blair.

Reporter...

"Inside View".

Please just, keep your distance.

"Never believe what you publish...

Never publish what you believe. "

What a sick bastard.

Who the f*** is this guy?

His name is Richard Dees.

We call him "The Night Flier".

Sorry, Dees.

You lose.

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