The Valdemar Legacy II: The Forbidden Shadow Page #2

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about how to use it correctly.

There's a universal code

that equally affects

all the occult.

One simple rule.

"The laws of Nature cannot be altered. "

Please, allow me to demonstrate.

This is a simple levitation trick.

Yes, the book floats.

But it is bound by

the forces of Nature: Gravity

and weight remain.

And yes,

it is enshrouded by magic,

but its effect is exclusive.

Gravity, the essence of Nature,

can never disappear.

When the spell wears off

the book once again

depends on its own weight.

Very good.

Thanks for the trick.

Trust me, I've seen

more spectacular displays.

Now please return the book to me.

I've been far too tolerant with you.

Incredible.

You offer advice

and end up lecturing me.

Enough is enough.

Please leave my home.

- I have guests to attend to.

- How odd.

You're just like the others.

You neither listen nor learn.

You're oblivious to the forces you're

dealing with, and you don't care.

This isn't mysticism,

it's demonology.

No one,

absolutely no one who has handled

that book has survived.

I've warned you a thousand times

and you always

reject me, making things

more complicated.

Mysteries and secrets

are everything to you.

- Secrets and mysteries.

- They aren't the same thing?

No.

Absolutely not. Mysteries

are wonders that can be pondered

and shared.

Secrets are a heavy burden

people carry by themselves.

That's your problem.

A heavy burden on your shoulders.

It's nothing compared

to what's in store for you.

Nothing!

- Any luck?

- Were you listening?

I was praying quietly,

asking God to restore sanity

to all this.

You must be Jervas,

the man who wrote to me

these last months

and asked me to come.

Yes.

Please forgive my boldness,

but you're my last hope.

I told my master

not to bother with all this,

that all this fear was unnecessary.

But.

I can't get through to him.

I've never seen him like this.

He rejected the help of his friends

and took refuge in the comfort

of the unknown.

Then there will be plenty to fear.

I warned him, in any case.

There is a great deal at stake.

He's lucky to have

a guardian angel like yourself.

But he must see the fine line

between perseverance

and sheer stupidity.

I'm sorry, sir.

Good evening.

Thank you, Mr. Lovecraft.

Goodbye.

- They didn't hit it off.

- No.

Oddly enough, because Lazaro

was the best of hosts.

He treated his guests exquisitely.

Then what happened?

How did it end?

You think we'd be here

if it were over?

Nothing will happen to you.

What is that?

I'm sorry, I'm pretty skeptical

about this stuff.

You don't need to believe,

but I must understand.

Choose seven cards.

There are three parts to Tarot:

Recent past,

present and immediate future.

Each part determines the next.

The first thing we need to see

is your recent past.

It marks the tone of the questioner.

Intelligence over

brute force, morality,

tranquility.

Continue.

The second card

shows your situation

in the recent past.

- The house.

- It means the end

of fortune, adversity,

chaos, professional issues.

Four days ago I was called to value

an old house, that's when it all began.

Not yet.

Don't tell me anything yet.

Pick up the third card.

People who have influenced you lately.

Acts of evil,

hatred, perversion.

It all coincides, doesn't it?

- Yes.

- Good.

Now you must tell me everything,

from the beginning.

Our stop.

- Are you okay?

- Yes.

Let me see.

It doesn't look bad.

Trust me, I've twisted my ankle

a hundred times.

- Does it hurt to put weight on it?

- No.

Well?

Are you taking advantage

to get closer to me?

No first names,

but I can stroke your leg?

Fine.

No problem.

So what do we do now?

There's nobody around.

Except him.

We'll walk, it's not far.

The next day, I woke up

in a strange boarding house.

No telephone, no explanations, nothing.

So I tried to

Find a ride into town.

Hello?

Is anybody here?

Damaso, don't be angry.

It really hurts.

You scared me.

I thought I was alone.

I thought you were Damaso.

What are you doing here?

I was looking for a ride into town.

I think the car keys

are around here.

Thank you.

What are all these photographs?

People who have been through here.

I collect them.

They were all friends of mine.

There are 180 in all.

All friends of yours?

That's a whole lot.

Yeah, 180.

Nice number, huh?

It sure is.

Trust me, numbers are important.

We all have one.

If you give me a photo,

I'll post it.

You'd be number 181.

What about these children?

They're police photos.

Missing people, hikers.

The rough terrain. It's easy

to get lost around here. Look.

I volunteer for search parties.

Sometimes the police come and study them

to help with their cases.

All these missing people...

I can't believe this hasn't gotten out.

Have you called the press?

What for?

What do you mean?

To investigate.

They have no respect for anything

or anyone.

- No, but.

- Yeah, they've been here.

All they do is lie and make up stuff.

They don't care what happens.

They just want an excuse

to snoop around inside the house.

Sh*t...

Are you okay?

Yeah, sometimes my head...

What about them wanting

to get in the house?

Do you think maybe they already have?

- Don't you think?

- What?

Something may have happened to them.

If they minded their own business,

nothing would.

The f***ing keys are gone.

What's the problem?

I don't understand.

You've been nice to me,

- why not to them?

- It's different.

You came here to work,

not to meddle.

You asked permission,

treated me with respect,

you were nice.

The others are f***ing brats.

They don't give a sh*t.

I'm glad what happened did,

they deserved it.

What do you mean?

What happened to them?

You're smart.

Take a guess.

No...

That's impossible.

If something had happened to them

they would have found remains.

Bodies don't disappear just like that.

And the leftovers of the chicken

you ate last night?

Where are they?

What's the matter?

What is it?

I didn't take my medicine.

I need my hearing aid.

My ears ring constantly.

You'll find something for the pain

in that cupboard.

And for the voices.

Take any of them.

The ones in the white bottle

calm me down.

These are for animals.

Give me the f***ing pills!

No!

Don't take them!

What are you doing?

- You want to kill yourself?

- Don't shout at me!

You know what you just took?

These could kill you.

They're for animals, for horses!

God...

No.

What did you say?

Tell her the truth.

I said no at first.

But they made me eat them

during my initiation.

You can't imagine the feeling

when you taste them.

I don't know what you mean.

It's only sometimes.

When he doesn't want them.

They make me.

What happened to all those children?

I couldn't help it.

Their meat has no fat,

or poison.

I mean...

adults...

aren't bad,

but children...

Children are caviar.

You shouldn't have come here.

They'll hurt you just like the others.

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