Witchboard 2: The Devil's Doorway Page #3

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She moved.

I made Jonas kick her out.

What?

Okay.

Who are you?

I know you're here.

Answer me, God damn it!

You're not Susan Sidney, are you?

YES.

Okay.

You are Susan...

How did you die?

M-U-R-D-E-R.

Murder?

You were murdered?

No...

I don't believe you.

Russel says Susan's still alive.

R-I-F-L-E C-A-P-E.

Rifle Cape?

What's that suppose to mean?

Susan...

What does it mean?

Susan, I can't help you unless

you tell me what you want.

BYE.

- Hello?

- Paige.

Hey listen, I got

that info you wanted.

But there is no death certificate

on file for Susan Sidney anywhere.

Are you sure she's dead?

No.

Okay, I've got to run trace and see if

I can find out if she's moved and where.

And I should have the information

for you by tonight, okay?

Hello?

You still there?

Ehhh... yeah.

I gotta go Mitch.

Okay.

That's it!

I'm through with you,

whoever you are!

This thing is going out

with tonight's garbage!

NO.

Are you sure you're alright?

Maybe we should call a doctor.

No. .. I'm fine.

I just fainted.

You did more than that...

You... You screamed like you

were having a bad acid flashback.

Whats going on, Paige?

When did you paint this?

What do you guys know

about Ouija boards?

Not much.

I mean supposedly

ghosts can spell out messages

with that pointer thing, right?

Do you believe that?

No.

I figure it's probably just

your own subconscious.

How about you?

Last week I would have said no.

It's only a game,

like checkers or chess.

But now I...

I believe it.

You do?

I'm not the only one, Russel...

Lots of people believe in spirits and

that you reach them with the Ouija board.

You can!

I mean I have!

I have been in contact with a

spirit since the day I moved in.

It claims to be Susan Sidney.

But Susan isn't dead.

Well, how do you know that?

I mean... you haven't seen

her in two years, right?

And so I've been painting again.

Susan helped me.

What are you talking about?

Susan was an exotic dancer.

- Susan wasn't an artist?

- A con artist maybe.

Halt...

There is only one way

to find out for sure.

Susan?

If you are Susan...

Are you here?

Susan?

Ladies, this is really weird.

- Hold it, Russel!

- I feel stupid.

Well, so did I at first.

That's Doo.

Susan must be close by.

Susan, is that you?

YES.

And you still claim

to be Susan Sidney?

YES.

Then you know these people with me.

YES.

Good.

They want to ask you some questions.

NO.

No?

Why not?

You are Susan Sidney, right?

U-P-T-O-W-N

Uptown?

Uptown...?

Susan, what's uptown.

You?

2-1-7 P-A-R-K-W-O-O-D

Wow! 217 Parkwood

It's an address.

Susan?

Is that where you murdered?

Come on, guys!

This is not Susan.

YES.

Then, what's your middle name?

When is your birthday?

Where are you from originally?

She's getting agitated...

Why? Because she can't

answer the lightning round?

Or maybe she's just confused.

Oh, I am sure death

is very disorientating.

Shut up, Russell!

You're upsetting her.

Upsetting who?

This is not Susan.

That's it!

I don't think that's it all.

I'm splitting.

That was incredible!

Maybe you shouldn't

use this thing anymore.

There's a ...

map in the side table.

See if you can find

Parkwood Street.

You sure you want to do this?

Yeah ... I'm sure.

- Hello?

- Paige...

Listen here. There is absolutely

no paper on this Susan Sidney at all.

Oh so, what does that mean?

Well, it means that when

she moved from there,

she never reestablish her new address,

not with the phone company, the

post office. None of the utilities.

Oh, that's unusual isn't it?

Well ... not if she moved out of state.

She could have moved

in with somebody here,

who just has all the

utilities in his own name.

Mitch, what's a Rifle Cape?

I have no idea.

It's not part of a gun or something?

No.

Okay.

I can't find Parkwood Street anywhere.

What?

Mitch, do you know where

217 Parkwood Street is?

Never heard of it.

You must have, it's uptown somewhere.

No.

- Not unless...

- Unless what?

Are you sure you're not

talking about Park Woods?

Park Woods?

Right. The Woods.

Outside the city limits,

near the Interstate...

Yes! Yes!

That must be it!

Thanks, Mitch.

I got to go.

What's up?

Are there any shovels in the basement?

WARNING!

NO TRESPASSING:

You know, if I were to

list every stupid stunt

I've ever pulled in my entire life,

this would rate in the top two.

We don't even know

what we're looking for!

I think this is where

Susan was killed and buried.

Oh, man! I have a

bad feeling about this...

So where do we start?

She said 217 Parkwoods.

That must mean something.

What do you think? We gonna

find a sign that says 217,

the big "X" that marks the spot?

I don't know, Russell!

It's a mystery!

You don't want to

help me figure it out, fine.

But I've spent all my

entire life playing it safe.

I'm sick of it!

Now I need to do this.

Not just for Susan, but for me.

What was that?

It's footsteps.

- Someone else is here!

- Or something...

We are in the woods, Paige.

It could be a bear... or a cat.

Let's get the hell out of here.

What the hell are you two doing here?

Mitch...

Something's chasing us.

Alright, go to the

car, I'll check it out.

- No, don't go.

- Just do what I'm asking you to, ok?

Come on, Paige, let

him play Dirty Harry.

Who's there?

Here's your bogeyman.

Have you both completely

lost your minds?

Us? You're the one

who just shot Rocky.

Hey listen, Chuckle Head.

Now is not the time for you

to impress me with your wit.

Do you understand?

Mitch...

No, Paige.

You don't even know this guy.

What are you doing out in the

middle of nowhere with him?

She invited me. The question is,

what are you doing out here?

I was looking for Paige.

I was worried about her.

- Yeah?

- Yeah!

I wonder if wasn't you

chasing us back there.

What ?

Maybe you trying to scare...

Get her to move back in.

Your charm sure isn't gonna do it.

Stop it!

Both of you.

- You're very brave with that gun.

- Then you want me to get rid of it?

- Yeah! Give it to me!

- Shut up! Just shut the f*** up!

Come on.

I'm taking you home.

Are you asking me or telling me?

I'm asking you.

Please...

I'll call you tomorrow, okay?

What's happening to you, Paige?

What do you mean?

Now look at the way you're dressed...

- What about it?

- Baby, that's not you.

Same as the first time I've

ever heard you swear, ever.

Since when did you notice

anything I said ...?

Or wanted, or cared about?

I noticed...

I'm not an idiot, Paige.

I knew you were unhappy, I just ...

I don't know, I was

afraid to mention it to you

because I thought you would leave.

But I left you anyway.

Well, I didn't say it was a good plan.

It really hurt me when you left.

And you know how I get when I'm hurt.

I'm angry and nasty...

It doesn't mean that

I don't care about you.

I know.

I want you to move back in.

- I can't.

- Why not?

This Russell character, I

suppose he's the sensitive type.

- Knows exactly what you need?

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