The Sacred Page #3

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Father, and of the Son.

And of the Holy Ghost.

In the name of Jesus.

I order you,

unclean spirit.

You are no longer

welcome here.

I command you out.

God, the almighty creator,

I cast you out!

Hello?

Hey, it's me.

Hey.

Did I wake you up?

No, no, no. It's fine.

I'm up.

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I just wanted

to check in.

Good, good.

How's the book coming?

It's good.

Everything's great.

Are you sure? You...

You got that tone

in your voice.

No, no, no.

I'm fine, really.

Listen,

do you think maybe

you could come up here?

Wait, are you kidding?

It's just some things

have been happening around here.

What do you mean?

What kind of things?

I don't know.

I kind of feel like

I'm losing my mind.

Some company

would be nice.

I don't believe this. I thought

you wanted to be alone.

I know.

I made a mistake.

I'm sorry.

Um...

You know, I got to show

a house tomorrow afternoon.

I guess I can come up

after that.

Okay, fine.

Is that okay?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah,

that'll be great.

I love you.

I love you too.

Bye.

Hi. I was hoping

you could help me find

an address for a business.

It's called Delicacies.

3400 Dyson Road.

Thank you so much.

Leah?

Oh, hey, George.

I thought you were

someone else.

I guess so.

This girl, Leah.

She was here

yesterday.

You been talking to Leah?

Yeah.

We're sort of

becoming friends.

Yeah.

Well, she doesn't

waste any time

getting to know newcomers,

does she?

But then again,

you're no newcomer.

You know Leah?

Oh, I know everyone

around here.

I'm the caretaker.

Brought you some

firewood.

Thank you.

There's some starter

next to the fireplace.

That'll help you

get it going.

And you're going to want

to keep that fire going.

Because if a storm blows in

around here,

sometimes a good fire

can be a lifesaver.

I'll remember that.

Make sure you open the flue

and keep all those ashes

swept out, all right?

I'm way ahead of you.

All right. I'll be on my way.

Oh, wait, George.

Can I ask you

about this?

Where'd you get that?

Leah left it here.

You've become pretty good

friends with Leah?

I've met her.

She's an interesting girl.

Maybe you ought

to be careful.

Careful?

I don't understand.

You came up here to work,

didn't you?

You can't spend

all your time

talking to everybody

you meet.

You got a lot of work

to do.

But she's just a kid.

Yes.

And that's just a doll.

Just make sure

you keep that fireplace going.

I'll see you soon.

Thanks for the ride.

They say it keeps

bad spirits away.

Sorry?

The lamp.

It's filled with

consecrated holy oil.

How nice.

Yeah.

The churches use it

to administer sacraments.

I just think

they smell nice, myself.

Would you like

to buy it?

I can give you

$60.

You got a deal.

Good. Thank you.

Are you the original

owner here?

Going on 37 years now.

Times have changed

since then, of course,

but the town

is just the same.

There you go.

Thank you.

I want to see if you remember

a certain item that you sold.

Isabelle.

Yeah.

How do you know that?

Where did you find it?

It belongs to a girl.

It's an odd thing,

isn't it?

Yeah.

It is.

Do you know where

it came from?

If I'd known, I never would have

taken it into my store,

let alone sold it.

I knew there was something

strange about that doll

the day I laid eyes

on it.

It always seemed

to be watching me.

Then one day this nice woman

came into the store.

She wanted to buy it.

I was happy

to get rid of it.

It wasn't till later

that I learned about the fire.

What fire?

It was a while back.

The owner was said

to dabble in the occult.

He died in the fire,

along with his wife

and three children.

When the police arrived,

every bit of that house

was burnt to a crisp.

All except

for that doll.

It was found

beneath the rubble.

Completely unscathed.

Is this the woman

that you sold it to?

Who are you?

My name is Jessie,

and that's my aunt.

Is she the one

that you sold it to?

No.

Never seen

that woman before.

If you'll excuse me,

I've got to close up.

Wait, ma'am.

Please.

I need to know.

I've told you.

I've told you

everything I know.

Now, please take that thing

and get out of here.

Don't come back.

Until this point,

the young writer had no reasons

to believe in such things.

Something about the lamp

made her feel safe.

At the very least,

it did smell nice.

Jesus.

Leah.

- You scared the sh*t out of me.

- You left the back door unlocked.

You ever hear

of front doors?

- Do your parents know you're here?

- I don't know. Why?

Because they probably don't

want you wandering around

by yourself, hanging out

with complete strangers.

Well, you're not

a stranger.

No, I'm just a weirdo writer

living in her dead aunt's cabin.

What are you doing out

this late, anyway?

I came to get Isabelle.

Listen, Leah,

have you ever noticed

anything strange about her?

About Isabelle?

I mean, do things

ever happen with her?

Like?

Like, does she ever move around

by herself?

- Okay, now I agree with the "weirdo" bit.

- I'm serious.

- So am I.

- Leah.

No, my plastic doll does

not move around by itself.

And I think the horror writing

might be getting to your head.

Maybe you're right.

But I want you

to leave it here.

You're not serious.

Give me the doll, Leah.

No.

Leah, please.

I said no.

It's not safe.

You can't have her!

Leah!

Who is it?

Is Abigail here?

Excuse me?

Can I help you?

Is Abigail here?

I'm sorry,

there's no Abigail here.

Are you lost?

I saw the light and I thought

maybe she'd be here.

No, I'm the only one here.

So cold. I'm so cold.

Why don't you come inside.

Yes.

I've been cold

for so long.

I'm Jessie.

Alix.

You must be freezing.

Let me get you something dry

to put on.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize

that you were undressed.

I was just trying

to stay warm.

Did you get separated

from your friend?

Abigail?

Oh, yeah.

We were up

at Hangman's Trail.

All of a sudden,

this fog came over.

And I looked down

at my compass,

and I tried to fix it.

And when I looked

back up...

she was gone.

Well, you're more than welcome

to stay the night.

I mean, if you want to wait

for the storm to pass.

May I?

Mmm! Oh!

Thirsty?

Yeah.

I guess I am.

You have such

beautiful hair.

Thank you.

Do you mind?

I'm sorry.

Is there something wrong?

No, no, no.

Um, it's just...

I'm sorry. I...

No, it's okay.

Just excuse me

a minute.

Listen...

Jesse.

I want to know

what happened.

What are you

talking about?

George, either I'm losing

my mind,

or there's something

very wrong going on out there.

And I think it has to do

with Leah.

I told you

to be careful.

Well, it all started

right around the same time

that doll showed up.

People thought these woods

out here,

they become haunted.

But I didn't

believe it.

Not until

the possession.

Possession?

Yeah. A little girl.

She..

She became possessed

out here.

You mean...

I mean possessed.

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