The Valdemar Legacy II: The Forbidden Shadow Page #5

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They don't tell me, but I can imagine.

Is it related

to them stealing the baby?

- I don't want to scare you.

- Enough nonsense.

It's because these two bozos

tried to rob them.

You're getting on my nerves. I told you,

there's no way they could know.

- Of course not.

- Quiet!

We're entering the cave.

For your own good,

remain completely silent.

Trust me, you don't want to wake up

what sleeps in here.

Thanks for suggesting this route.

It's the fastest and safest,

except for

total boneheads!

Typical troublemakers.

You never follow instructions.

Give me the flashlight, I'll lead.

- Give it to him.

- Take the f***ing flashlight.

Take the baby. Careful.

What bullshit.

Come on!

Here. Your baby.

Give me the flashlight.

Come on.

Quick, run!

Luisa!

Luisa!

Jump!

Come on, come on!

Hurry!

That way...

Come on, Eduardo!

I think it's gone.

Eduardo!

Help!

The gun.

Please, help me!

- Eduardo!

- Ana!

Ana, no! Come on!

Calm down.

- What was that?

- I don't know, I swear.

- What the f*** was that?

- They never tell me anything.

What? You're the one who warned us.

Seriously, they never tell me anything.

But sometimes Damaso feeds it.

- What does he feed it?

- Let me go.

Ana.

Listen to me!

We need you here, okay?

Come on.

We have to go,

the batteries won't last.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Careful.

Come on.

Luisa, where's your flashlight?

- I don't have it.

- What do you mean?

I don't know where it is.

- You left it behind?

- I don't know, okay?

What is this?

What's she doing?

Where are you going?

Ana!

Ana! Ana!

Move.

There's a way out.

Sir! They're here!

Come on, let's go.

That's enough bait!

Come on, move it.

Come on!

Quickly!

Move it.

Quickly!

Max, what the f*** is this?

Everything in due time.

Please.

Cooperate and nothing

will happen to you.

Santiago, please.

Good dog, good dog.

Maximilian.

I know you think we were stealing

from you, but we weren't.

You were wrong

all along.

What are you talking about?

The money.

We know about the 661 million

you were hording.

Who else is aware

of that figure?

Nobody.

Pablo and I, nobody else.

Not even Luisa,

or anyone else in the department.

Of course not.

By the way,

where is Eduardo?

He's dead.

He was killed by that monster

you keep in there!

Ana...

I see.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I had other plans for him.

Son of a b*tch...

We need you alive,

but not necessarily uninjured.

I'll tell you something

to spare you the trouble

of having to wonder.

You were very close.

You almost figured right.

But it's not about money.

Trust me, numbers are important.

We all have one.

They still don't have

the amount they need.

It's not 661 million.

It's not an amount of money.

What kind of joke is this?

What do you want from us?

We haven't done anything!

It's a very bizarre joke.

The kind that aren't funny at all.

They're looking for people.

The three of us,

with Pablo and Eduardo,

add up to 666.

- I don't get it.

- Those medallions.

Cthulhu!

It can't be.

It's an ancient cult

that required a certain number

of human sacrifices

to realize a series

of arcane invocations.

But it's impossible.

Are you all crazy or what?

Your explanation

is just about the most simplistic

I've ever heard.

We're not going to invoke anything.

On the contrary.

And now,

let us proceed.

There isn't time.

Lazaro Valdemar tried it

over a century ago,

and failed. You'll only make,

the same mistake.

I intend to correct a mistake,

not make one. Now enough chit-chat.

Max.

You'll never get away with this.

You can't cover up 666 disappearances.

That won't matter after tonight.

What is he saying?

- Where are you taking us?

- What?

Where are you taking us?

You son of a b*tch...

Nora? Nora!

What the f*** is going on?

Nora!

What the hell is all this?

Sommelier.

Chamberlain.

Everything in order?

Yes, they've found the incubus

in the abyss.

It was unconscious.

They managed to chain it up

without incident.

They're bringing it now.

Even better.

The scariest thing of all

ended up being

- the easiest.

- I have one question.

Weren't there four?

One died in the cave. If necessary

we can use a volunteer from the Order.

No, we cannot.

Bringing in outsiders is already

a mistake. They mustn't be mixed.

I've had enough from you,

Chamberlain.

You've disrupted this ritual from the

start with your presumptuous attempt

to take my place in the Order.

When this is all over,

I'll think of what to do with you.

Prepare the trays.

It's time to begin.

Now.

As you command.

Tarantulas from Innsmouth.

Eat them quickly, without fear.

The blood of the spiders...

- Nora!

. will put your senses to sleep.

- It will protect you.

- Nora!

Bring it, please.

It must be done quickly.

He's starting to doubt.

Nora!

Eat them.

No mind can bear

gazing upon our lords

without first going insane.

Listen to us.

That man may have his revenge...

and that we may be rewarded

by your resurrection.

Lazaro, you'll have to stand

on the seal.

Finally,

after all these years,

we'll finish this once and for all.

A long time ago

those words were spoken to me

by a man just as obsessed as you are.

What makes tonight different

is I have nothing to lose.

On the contrary.

It's not that you have nothing to lose,

but that you have so much to gain.

Turn around.

Ana, it's okay.

Calm down.

You'll be fine.

No one must interfere

in the sacrifice.

It can't be...

This is our demand.

Return the demon to the flames of Hell.

What happens next exactly?

Are things going okay?

The ritual to control the demon

has successfully begun,

but time mustn't be wasted.

We offer you the last souls

as an offering.

Let their blood be the river

that joins us.

Sacrificing the baby isn't essential,

it's only a link.

It facilitates protocol

between worlds.

It's like a cover letter

to the Great Old Ones.

To show our lords

we worship and respect them.

Now it must be killed.

Quickly and without hesitation.

Then the last four victims are offered,

reaching the number 666.

Finally the Devil will fall,

and the Great Old Ones

will rise for a new kingdom.

Run!

Stop!

Nobody move!

Chamberlain, what's happening?

Carelessness always precedes calamity.

The Great Old Ones

must never be mocked.

Come on, come on!

Sir... This way.

Nobody move!

We beg mercy of you.

As men we worship you.

We beg you to enslave us!

Sir, this must be stopped.

The ritual must be performed again.

We no longer need an infant.

The obelisk has been completed.

Those required by the ritual

have been killed by the devil.

Now is the time to make the request.

But please, quickly.

There's no time to lose.

In my right as a signatory,

I wish to make my request.

I ask you to stop

the invocation just performed,

along with the curse on my family.

My love!

Leonor?

Leonor, what's wrong?

Sommelier, what's happening to us?

Sir, there's something

you must understand.

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