The Pretender: Island of the Haunted

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Behold the scrolls.

They're not here.

Talk to me, Daddy.

This is not the way

it's supposed to be.

Catatonia is

a schizophrenic disorder...

marked by stupor

and mutism-

no doubt brought on by the trauma

of the gunshot head wound he suffered.

- Can't you wake him up?

- Oh, he's awake.

He's just... trapped in there.

I'd like to be alone

with my father.

If,in fact,

you are my real father.

Daddy?

Are you in there,

Daddy?

Look at this.

It was sent to me anonymously.

Do you have any idea why my mother

and Jarod's mother are together?

I didn't even know they knew

each other.

Is this what you had

so much to tell me about?

Hey, Sis.

We gotta get out of here.

- Why?

- They say so.

What are Adama and his

Triumvirate goons doing here?

Well,now that Dad's awake and,conscious,

they are taking over his protection.

They want him isolated.

Why? They afraid of what he might say

or who he might drool on?

I don't know. But I have a feeling it has

something to do with a vault on SL 15...

- they blew to pieces last night.

- Looking for what?

- Hell if I know.

- What do you bet Raines has something to do with this?

Doubt it. He hasn't even resurfaced

from his latest disappearing act.

Truth is,

don't know, don't care.

When these crazy Zulus get this pissed off,

all I do is follow orders.

And now that Dad's brains

are as scrambled...

as yesterday's eggs...

they're gonna need somebody else

to put in charge around here.

Consider me an applicant.

If it isn't

another Parker.

Surprised to see you here.

Really? Considering my family has been

running this place since-

The Triumvirate runs

the Centre. You leave us now.

You harm one hair on my father's head,

Adama, and so help me-

I never liked you either.

- Miss Parker.

- Not now, Broots.

No, no.

It has to be now.

I-

I found Jarod.

It's an ancient symbol

of some sort.

Yes.

Eight skeletal figures on

the circumference of the symbol.

You've seen it.

Do you have an address?

I have been searching for this for weeks.

I'd be happy to hold.

Hmm!

Oh, no. No, no.

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

- Jarod Dodson.

- Second floor.

- Let's move.

- Yes, I have a pen.

It's on the wall outside

the Alley Sports Bar.

Thank you very much.

Find him.

- What?

- You've been chasing me for five years.

Why don't you

just leave me alone?

You know that's not the way it is.My job

is to catch and return you to the Centre.

You run, I chase,

just like always.

- Besides, I need answers.

- About?

- About who my real father is. About who I really am.

- Welcome to the club!

That photograph that both of us were

e- mailed of our mothers-What does it mean?

You work for the Centre.

I thought you people know everything.

- I know they still want you back.

- Why, because I'm a Pretender?

Because I can become

anyone I want to be?

I'm not buying that one anymore.

It's something else.

Just tell me what you know

about that photograph.

I'm not sure what it means,but something

tells me it holds the key to this whole puzzle.

And the first one to find

the answers wins.

Jarod.

The museum people say that Dr. Jarod...

was the funniest archeo-symbologist

that ever worked for them.

Yes, he's a regular

laugh riot.

-What exactly is an archeo-symbologist?

-You know.

It's the study of the origin of

unexplainable symbols through the ages.

It's a quite

exciting field.

I can just imagine the crop circle

deciphering parties at your house.

Is there any other symbol in particular

that intrigued Jarod?

No. The people at the museum

said this was the only thing he looked at.

That whole box is full of different photo

enhancements of it. It's creepy too.

Eight skulls in a circle, guarding some kind

of giant chest in the middle.

They said Jarod was obsessed

with finding out where it came from.

Whatever the symbol means...

Jarod's obsession tells me

it's personal.

And the first one

to the answers wins.

Uh, most people don't even

notice that spooky thing.

It's why I'm here.I've been

doing some research on symbology..

which led me

to this building.

Huh. Well,you're just in time for our

going-out-of-business sale.

-I swear this joint's got a mojo on it.

-Mojo?

Yeah, one of those locations

where no matter what business...

you run out of it,

the place goes belly up.

I mean,this is a sports bar,right?It's at

a college campus,and I can't give beer away.

I'm looking for someone

who may have been here years ago-

someone who might have been interested

in this symbol on the wall.

Oh, yeah,

the Crazy Eights, huh?

- Crazy Eights?

- Well, that's what I call it anyway.

They got 8 freaky dead guys in a circle

there around that other weird thing.Crazy Eights.

-They say it all started with the,Vespasians.

-Vespasians?

A secret society that was founded a

hundred years ago right in this building.

- Secret society?

- Like guys that ride around on minibikes with fezzes on.

Anyway, rumor has it

that some immigrant guy set up shop here...

and amassed a fortune holding these evil-

worship-type meetings down in the basement.

It sounds a little far fetched,

don't you think?

Yeah, that's what

I thought at first too...

till we started doing renovations

in the basement,and we found all this stuff.

Right back here.

We were gonna add

a second sewer line down here...

till the plumber

uncovered this.

He, uh-

He wouldn't finish the job.

I, uh-I can't say

as I blame him.

The hell?

- Damn it, it's missing.

- What's missing?

Well, there was a blue box

with a heart carved on it.

It had a porcelain doll inside it.

The lady must have taken it.

-Lady?

-Yeah,a lady came down here a couple days ago.

Let me guess.

She was brunette, tall, great legs.

No.such luck.No,an older lady askin'

questions about the symbols and the Vespasians.

Well, hold it.

That's-That's her.

You must know her.

That's her in the picture right there.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah. I mean, she was older, sure.

But I'm positive. She was standin' right

where you are, not three days ago.

- Uh, she mean somethin' to you?

- Yes. She's my mother.

Did she say

where she was going?

Yeah.She said she was goin' back to,

where the guy who built this place came from.

Right there-

an island off Scotland-

a place called Carthis...

where all this spooky stuff

must have come from.

What are you doing,

Miss Parker?

Searching for answers.

I have to know if Daddy is my real father.

Here's my

genetic material.

You get a sample of my father's

and run a comparative.

Your father's being guarded

by those psycho Zulus.

I don't think they're gonna take too kindly

to us plunging a needle in your old man's arm.

There's another way, Broots-

the Centre's bodily fluid storage facility.

Bodily fluid storage facility?

What the hell is that for?

Blood storage for anyone important

who may need a transfusion.

- Well, they didn't take mine.

- Get a sample of my father's.

Parker, have you considered

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