The Wretched Page #3

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- What?

- I gotta go.

Just cover for me, okay?

Tell my, uh,

tell my dad somethin'.

Ben!

Hello?

Can I help you?

Uh, yeah, is, uh,

is Dillon home?

He missed his lesson today.

What lesson?

I teach sailing at the marina.

He had a lesson this morning?

- You know, your son, Dillon?

- Uh, my son?

I don't... I don't have a son.

Dillon, your little boy.

Okay, what,

are you messing with me?

I got no kids, kid.

Hey, look, look, you have a son,

alright? I've seen him.

Look, man, I don't have time

to dink around.

Just get off my porch, okay?

Yup, your neighbors are

creepy as f***.

- What're you doin'?

- It's, like, a ward.

It stops, uh..

Who are you texting?

Your dad, telling him you're at

home puking your guts out.

He was gonna drive over here,

but I told him I'd check on you.

You're welcome.

Now look.

How many dead babies you think

she's got down there?

God.

You're acting nutter-butters.

You can't be like this

when your dad gets home.

Witchipedia?

I'm telling you,

something happened to Dillon.

He's gone. I know it.

Okay, maybe he's just staying

with family.

No. Why would you say you didn't

have a kid when you do?

I don't know. Maybe he's

just a private person.

No, Mal..

He had no idea who

I was talking about.

Like, he couldn't remember

his kid at all

and Dillon,

you should have seen him.

He was f***ing terrified

of his own mom.

Okay. Um, so..

Maybe just go knock on her door

and ask her if she could..

Okay, that's just funny.

Okay, well, I have to go lock

up for your dad now.

So..

Have a good stakeout.

No, no, no, no, Mal,

what're you doin'?

Honey?

Beer?

Yeah, hey, did you see any kids

messin' with the cellar door?

- Oh, hey!

- Oh, hey, um..

- Well, I'll lock up. Yeah.

- Oh, really? Alright, thanks.

I'm out for the night,

so have a good one.

- You too. See ya.

- Bye.

911, what's your emergency?

Uh, I'd like to report a,

a missing kid..

missing, a missing person.

Okay, sir,

can you please provide me

with the name of the missing

person?

Sir?

Sir?

- Sir?

- Sh*t. Sh*t. Sh*t.

- Hey.

- Mal, she's after your sister!

What? Are you okay, Ben?

- What is this?

- Your sister!

She's after her!

Where is Lily?

- Is she with you?

- Who's Lily?

Sh*t!

Mal!

Mal, watch me do the slide.

This time you guys are puttin'

the worms on your own hooks.

Mal!

Ugh!

You dump that sh*t

in my dad's boat?

Huh?

You piece of sh*t!

- Hey!

- Come on. Get off me!

- Come on! Come on!

- Hey!

- Stop!

- Ugh!

Lily!

Lily!

Lily?

Lily!

Lily!

Oh, God, Lily.

- Pull.

- Ah!

Ah!

Do you know all of his friends?

Is there anyone new

he's been hanging out with?

No, he doesn't know anybody.

He just moved here.

- He just..

- Dad?

I don't remember.

I don't..

You were supposed to

stay in your room.

We'll give you some privacy.

You okay?

- Yeah. Uh, I'm fine.

- Good.

You broke into

the neighbor's house.

You beat up some kid

at the marina.

No, dad, I didn't beat up..

You... you don't understand.

God, I can't,

you're lying to me!

- You on something?

- No, dad, it's not..

She killed her kids.

She took Lily.

- What are you talking about?

- The lady next door, alright?

She's... she's doing sh*t,

making people forget people..

You mean Abbie, the nice woman

whose house you broke into?

No, she's making people

forget about their kids.

Oh, my God.

I'm not listening.

Just look in her cellar.

Dad, I promise,

just ask Mal, okay?

- Stop it. Stop it!

- She won't even know...

Ben, this is done!

Okay?

I talked to your mother

and I am taking you home

and we're gonna f..

we're gonna find you

a clinic, okay?

And we're gonna get you

some help

because this isn't working.

- Dad..

- Mr. Shaw?

Can I have a word?

Yeah.

Don't move.

Alright, well, your neighbors

aren't interested

in pressing any charges

so long as he

stays off their property.

Your dad really loves you.

You know that, right?

Yeah, yeah, that's great, yeah.

What I need is for him to

believe me.

I think you have to earn that.

I'm sorry.

That's... that's not my place.

Look, I really care about

your dad

and I'm sorry

if I had anything to do

with this... this whole mess.

No, it's..

...that's not the point.

It's.. I just..

I don't know, you..

I like this house.

Ben!

- Ah!

- Stop! Oh, my God!

What the hell did you do?

- Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

- Shh, you okay?

No!

Ow!

Dad! Dad!

Dad..

Ben, I'll meet you

at the station.

No! Dad, she's not Sara, dad.

Listen to me!

Listen to me!

Look in the cellar, dad.

Go look in the cellar!

Dad!

She's not Sara!

He's just high, alright?

Give him some time.

- Let's roll.

- Dad! Dad!

Sara?

Hey..

...I'm headed to the station.

- Do you mind?

- Wha..

I could use a drink.

Sure.

Here you go.

I'm really sorry about Ben.

I gotta go.

Don't leave.

- I really gotta go.

- Okay.

I have to go.

Hey, Liam Shaw.

Leave a message.

Hey, Liam.

Um, just about done.

Um, I, um..

Hope everything's okay.

Just wanted to see

if you've heard from Ben.

Let me know.

Hey,

w... where are we goin', man?

Aren't we goin' to the station?

Hey.

Hey, what're we doin' here?

Hey, man, what're we doin'?

- Come on.

- Ahh, ahh! Argh!

What're you doin'? God!

Let me go!

No! No! No!

- No!

- Ah!

Ah! No!

Whoa, whoa, hey!

Hey, come on.

Please, I'm sorry.

Please, no, no, no.

Please, it's okay.

No! No!

Jesus.

- Hey! God!

- Oh!

Oh, my God, dad, are you okay?

We gotta get you out of here.

Dad, we gotta get..

We gotta get out of here, okay?

- Aah!

- Come on.

You're quite the little artist.

Thank you.

You hear that?

I love that.

It's just crickets, dad.

- Try me, B.

- He's gone. I know it.

Are mom and dad gonna

get divorced?

She's making people

forget people.

Okay, what,

are you messin' with me?

I got no kids, kid.

- Are your parents home?

- Can I help you?

- Ben?

- Hey, sweetie.

I like this house.

You were supposed to stay

in your room.

- What's going on?

- We'll give you some privacy.

Hey, whoa.

You're a very stupid boy,

boy, boy..

Help!

Help!

Hey, hey, hey.

I'm gonna go get Nathan.

Nathan!

Ben!

- Where's my sister?

- Mal, uh..

Just take this, okay?

- Hey!

- Nathan!

Nathan!

Help!

Nathan!

Where is she?

Where's Lily?

I don't know. I don't know.

I tried to save her.

Ben!

Look, take that salt

and I want you to pour it around

the tree, alright?

It's gonna trap her.

What do you mean, you tried to

save her? What's going on?

I need you to tell me

what's going on!

It took Lily,

and it's got my brother.

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