The Unleashed Page #5

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comes to death.

You know what,

I really should

get going.

Is something

wrong?

No. Look, you may

have a point about

something and I just

really got to go home.

Okay, well, I'll

come with you.

That wouldn't

be a good idea.

I'm sorry.

Madison. If

something's wrong,

I might be able

to help you.

Did you leave her alone?

Sh*t.

Lindsay.

Lindsay?

... Lindsay?

Lindsay, are you here?

Jumpy, are we?

Creepy basements

do that to me.

I can see why.

Let's try upstairs.

Yeah, okay.

Lindsay. Stop.

What is the matter

with you? ...

Maddy.

What's the matter? ...

Maddy.

Maddy, what's

wrong with me?

crying

How's she doing?

She's sleeping now.

Madison, I don't

want to alarm you,

but I found

something in the

basement.

Today, I made my wife

collapse in tears. I have

no idea why but it is

as if I cannot help

myself. There is

something inside of

me. It is controlling

every aspect of the

man I believe

to be. This rage and

angst that consumes

me is not my

own. A month has

passed since I

patented this

dreaded board and

yesterday was the

third funeral that

had occurred in my

family. I can only

believe that I have

brought a curse

upon myself and

the one's I love.

If you need anything

tonight, here's my

card, give me a call.

Okay. Thanks. Um.

Goodbye.

Hey. Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I'll, see you

tomorrow.

Cliff, hey. No, I'm

fine. But your sister, um.

No, she's sleeping

right now.

I just need you to do me

a favour, if you can.

Yeah, she's staying with me

for a few days. Yeah.

Listen, she's not doing too

well and I was wondering if

you can, if it'd be all right

if you spent the night here.

Yeah. Okay, I'll

see you in a bit.

Lindsay? What are you doing

there? Are you feeling better?

You're freezing. I'll

get you a blanket.

Cliff.

What's wrong?

Where's Lindsay?

Linds? Are you okay?

What happened?

Cliff. I'm fine.

I'm fine. I just feel

a little bit off,

but a good night's

rest and I'll be

fine tomorrow.

No, I think I

want to take you

to the hospital.

No, Cliff, I

don't need to go

to the hospital.

I just need to

go to sleep.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Okay. I'm going to

take you to bed then.

Okay.

Okay? Let's get up.

She's going to be okay, right?

Spiritual beings that

are summoned to our world with

such tools are bound to the very

person or tool they have been

summoned to until the

mediator of the tool asks

them to leave. Failure to

send off the summoned

spectre will bound the being

forever unless the mediator

executes the send-off. Such

beings will, over time,

become more and more

present in our world.

Hey. You haven't

gone to bed yet?

You have an incredible knack

for making my heart stop.

I have that

effect on women.

Well. I'm going

to bed anyways.

Hey. Before

you go. When I

went into the basement

this morning, I saw

something

burned into the back

wall. It looked like

one of those

witchcraft pendulum

thingies.

Like a pentagram?

Yeah. What's

up with that?

Piano Playing

Andrew.

Piano Playing, violine

Piano Playing,

Piano Playing, violine

(whisper):

Andrew.

Daddy?

I need to talk to you. I've

been having these dreams.

More like nightmares. Ever since

I moved back into the house.

What's wrong with your

head? Ah. I thought

they were just dreams at

first but after the one I

had last night, I realized

that they were more than

just dreams. They're more

like signs. Andrew, I think

whatever's going on with

Lindsay has something to do

with that old woman in my

nightmares. You don't have

any bandages? Ice?

Freezer.

I feel like I know

her from somewhere.

Like I've seen her

somewhere before.

I don't know. I need

to find out why she's

taunting me.

Mr. X. She's Mr. X.

Wait a minute,

what did you say?

There's more to this

house than I realized.

I need to find

out what the hell

is going on.

Do you know what

she looks like?

Yes.

Library.

Lindsay.

Lindsay.

Lindsay.

Any luck?

Not yet.

Typing

Amara Xavier.

Marcus R. Xavier. Mr. X.

Hows it going?

Anything?

Yeah. But I need

to get back to the

new-age store.

Why? This, this is

the old woman in my

dreams. I think they can

help me with something.

Im just going to print

this out first.

Okay.

Look, I feel like Im dragging

you into this, you really

dont have to come.

Hey. Are you all

right? Youre

sweating.

I m fine. Look, Im

with you on this one okay?

Just, God knows

you dont want to do

this on your own.

Yeah, but this

is only getting

more dangerous.

All the more reason

to make sure theres

someone there

for you.

Yeah. Okay.

Lets go.

We need your help.

Okay.

Do you know the

name Amara Xavier?

Here, I have a

picture of her.

Is this a joke? Are

you kidding me?

No, not at all.

I dont think you

actually understand

exactly what could

happen. Never mind,

most importantly, what you

could be bringing here.

Amara Xavier is not some

fairy tale myth with a happy

ending, okay? Shes some

serious sh*t. And every one

of these books describe the

terror she inflicted in

everyone she knew when she

was alive, and not just her

but her husband and

his mistress. Sh*t.

So what do I do?

What do you do? Um, I

dont know, pick a God to

pray to? I dont even know

where to start. Okay, Amara,

she was infamous in Deep

Creek Mountain, the town she

lived in, in the late 1800s.

Her and her husband,

they lived in a cabin

completely removed from the

town, and there are

documented details on how

they used to practice certain

types of black magic.

And where the problems

really occurred?

Her husband, he took up a

mistress. Amara found out

and she lost her goddamn

mind. The mistress went

missing and her husband, he

died of a mysterious snake

bite a few days later.

She murdered

the both of them.

Well, yeah, thats the

belief. But nobody could

prove anything so she

was never convicted.

Were there

any children?

There is one book that

documents she had a child.

But he drowned at

the age of seven.

And Amara, were

there any accounts

of what she did

after he died?

She was alone. She had no

children, no husband, she had

to make a living for herself.

She knew how to connect

with the spirit world so she

charged people to do so.

Hello? Madison? Madison?

Madison? Madison, its Linda.

Is that you up there?

Cliff...

Linds.

Maybe Cliff took her

back to his place.

No. His cars still in

the driveway. Linds.

Cliff.

Ill check down here.

I told you to stay

away from it. Why didnt

you listen to me?

What are you doing here?

Whats the matter?

You have to

bury that thing.

Have you

seen Lindsay?

Its going to

destroy you and

everyone we know.

Allison.

Im telling you

Madison, everybody

is in danger.

Wait. How did you

get into the house?

Madison. Dont

be afraid of me.

Im here only because

I want to help you.

Its not too late for

you. But Lindsay.

Why? Whats going to

happen to Lindsay?

Its already

happening. If you really

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