The Sisterhood of Night Page #2

Oh, Emily! Emily!

Come here, honey.

Lie her down. Lie her down.

Emily?

Are you alright?

Explain yourself...

Stop.

Were you in the woods

with Mary last night?

...yeah.

What were you even

doing in the woods?!

Tom, take it easy.

Can I have a glass of water.

Sure.

Oh God, your hand!

Tom, look at that.

Did this happen last night?

It really hurt...

it was bleeding.

It's alright, honey.

Don't be scared.

There's nothing to be scared of.

Just tell us what happened.

We were all waiting

after Emily's outburst.

Mostly people were annoyed

that mass was interrupted.

None of us adults had ever

heard of The Sisterhood before.

And then Rhonda Potter came out.

She had this look in her eye.

And I heard her say these words.

Three little words...

It's a cult.

You'll never be one of us

What was Emily talking about?

Mary?

Answer your mom!

We'll ground you.

How about a week with

no phone and no computer

Oh great.

Oh hey, did

you talk to your dad?

No way!

I'm not saying anything.

That's Emily's mom.

She's walking up to your house!

Shh, wait a minute.

Your kid is

totally out of control!

I understand

that you're upset, Sue.

But Mary would never

physically hurt anyone...

Did you see the

cut on Emily's hand?

And I am sure there

is some explanation for that.

We should just get the

girls together and they'll

I think Mary's the one

that needs the talking to.

That's between me and her.

This conversation is over.

Uh oh

Incoming. Oh my God,

Catherine, you're so busted!

What do I do?

Oh, hi.

Hi. I'm Sue Parris.

Yes?

I'm Sue Parris.

How are you?

My daughter Emily

goes to school with Catherine.

And I really wanted to talk

to you about what happened

in church today.

Is... I know you weren't there.

Is Grace here?

Could the three of us talk?

That's not possible.

Could you step outside

for a minute please?

I found this in Emily's jeans.

Have you seen

anything like that?

Hey. Hi. I am from

the Kingston Chronicle.

This is so exciting!

I know both your

daughters are involved in The

Sisterhood, and I was hoping

I could ask you a couple...

My daughter has

nothing to do with this.

Okay, but...

This is my home!

Both of you, please leave.

I'm so sorry to have intruded.

Excuse

me, Mrs. Parris.

If I can just ask you one thing.

Oh, I have to...

If I could, hey...

Sorry.

You are on private property.

I want you to take one of these.

Dr. Post said it was okay.

You had a long day.

I want you to rest.

Did you understand

what the officer meant

about pressing charges?

Kinda.

That unless you talk

to him and you tell him

what's really going on there is

nothing that he can really do.

But what would he do?

We can talk about

it tomorrow. I love you.

And good luck on that French

test. "Maison" is feminine!

Okay, mom.

That was last week.

We gotta talk later, kiddo.

Hey, Emily.

Hey...

How's your hand?

It hurts.

I saw the photo you

posted of your boyfriend...

He probably wants to beat

the crap out of Mary Warren.

Yeah, he's pretty mad...

...I heard

Mr.Gambhir's interrogating

all the Sisterhood girls.

It's like the Inquisition!

Tyra makes all the girls line up

and then she tears 'em down!

Your name's on the list, Emily.

Good. As long

as they get in trouble for...

what they... did...

What's really going on?

This is potentially

really serious.

I'm trying to help you here.

You have to tell me something.

Give me something that

helps me help you guys.

Who is your favorite Beatle?

Do you know,

in ancient China, when you

had a secret you didn't

want to share with anyone,

you would dig a hole into a

tree, and then you'd whisper

your secret into the hole.

And then you'd fill it up with

dirt and no one would know.

You'd leave it there forever.

That's beautiful.

You hear that from your parents?

I saw it in a movie.

And Lennon. That's

my favorite Beatle.

Whose your favorite?

George Harrison.

But nobody knows anything

about George Harrison.

I like to keep his secrets.

Excuse me, Miss Warren.

I ask her a question, she just

does not saying anything.

She just sits there quietly.

How's your hand, Emily?

That must've really hurt.

When you slid down those rocks.

I don't know

what she's talking about.

Because if you're

not used to that drop-off,

it's really easy to fall.

So you were in the woods, Mary?

I didn't say that.

You were chanting...

You took off your shirt.

You made me take off my shirt.

Stop it!

You grabbed my hands.

You made me...

Say it.

You know exactly what you did!

It's true.

I know, Mr. Gambhir.

They did it to me too!

...Catherine?

What's happening?

Get some water.

Are you okay? Hey.

I'll get the nurse.

Everybody back to class.

Go on back to class.

Sorry, the girls are just...

They're not really good friends.

I mean, they're kids that

she's known for years

but I don't think they're

anybody we can rely on.

Just tell me... how can we

protect our daughter?

Look. Over here.

I found something.

- We found something.

- What's this?

Last night

we found this in the woods.

Come on, Mary. We know

it's your handwriting.

I'm not saying anything!

Well then

you'll be suspended. Again.

- Could I just intervene?

- I don't care!

Oh, but I bet you care about the

Halloween dance... and what

about the Variety Show?

I know you've been

practicing a routine.

You're such a clich.

I'll let you two get started.

I'm gonna have a cigarette.

If we're just gonna sit here

staring at each

other like last time,

I might as well, right?

Are you crazy?

Yeah, you're right.

You should probably stay here.

I don't want you getting

into any more trouble.

Besides, it's only good

for third period.

Where?

It's a secret spot.

Now, you may be asking yourself

why didn't we just tell?

It's a fair question.

Our silence became

our holy grail.

In three days, our

world would come crashing down.

Anyone who

Googled Kingston New York

a month ago would have read

about a quiet town the

local papers once called an

"archetype of happy suburbia."

Google Kingston today

and a story of sex and

the occult emerges.

Mary had this charisma

but it was the kind that

can turn dangerous.

Look at The Sisterhood.

Look what happened to me.

Lizzie Ward said she was led

to the cemetery, where the

Sisterhood forced her

to urinate on a Bible.

Sarah Burnhart

claimed her initiation was

sealed by drinking

a whitish fluid.

Sarah remembered feeling out of

control, and then fainting.

Maria Cannito described a game

called Band Camp,

where girls had to wear masks

and play their bodies like

a musical instrument

for strange men.

I remember that game

that Sarah talked about.

Because I was the cello.

Where were you?

I just went out for a walk.

Don't lie, Lavinia.

Do not lie.

I've been waiting and

so patient, and just waiting

for you to talk to me,

but now...

Maria Cannito just

wrote on Emily's blog.

She says...

She says you guys

hurt her, too.

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