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  • I'm awake.
  • I had to get that hospital footage organized.
  • What?
  • Oh. No. I mean...
  • I was dreaming about Jessica Gray. From when we were kids.
  • Yeah.
  • It does look pretty empty.
  • Sure.
  • Audio's gonne be crap. We'll have to...
  • We're good.
  • Hey, Lynn. I don't think you should say 'murdered'. We don't know that.
  • S'what the police report says.
  • Okay, we're good.
  • Jesus Christ.
  • I've got you!
  • Don't let go. Lynn!
  • Fuck.
  • Lynn?
  • Lynn!
  • Oh, shit.
  • Jesus... is...
  • No there's no bodies. She's not in here.
  • LYNN! LYNN!
  • Oh. Oh, fuck me. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
  • That... did not happen in the crash. Fuck this.
  • Lynn.
  • A town. Oh thank God, I thought we were miles from anything.
  • Hello? I'm lost... and hurt.
  • Is anybody there? Please!
  • Hey. Hey, man...
  • Oh shit... Oh shit you're... This just happened.
  • Who's...
  • That's... That's fucked up.
  • Shit...
  • Satanas Inimical Dei... Satan something God.
  • What in...
  • God...
  • Oh... Jesus... Who...?
  • God wants me dead? Okay.
  • Oh, God, my head...
  • The fuck was that?
  • It's like thay're hypnotized.
  • Lynn... where are we going?!
  • Jesus Christ Lynn! What's happening here?!
  • It's okay. I'm here. We're gonna get out of here okay?
  • What the hell?
  • I'm dreaming. Or out of my fucking mind.
  • I'm sorry I have to do this. You should have loved me. You should have halped me. Jesus forgive me, I don't know what to do. I'm so so sorry. Jessica... I remember this!
  • Jessica?...and Lynn?...when we were...
  • Oh fuck! I'm back into fourth grade. And here I thought this couldn't get any worse...
  • Oh, God...
  • This was Jessica's.
  • A church.
  • No no... Some kind of...
  • Heretic temple.
  • That'll do it.
  • Here goes nothing.
  • There.
  • That should do the trick.
  • Okay. Let's give it a shot.
  • I hope to god that does it.
  • Done.
  • Amen.
  • Good.
  • Baby steps, Blake, you can do this.
  • Find Lynn. She's all that matters.
  • I'm sure I can figure a way to get over the fence.
  • The road to the mine is somewhere around here...
  • I can pass through if i stop the water mill.
  • There's no way to open that fence. Maybe there's another way around.
  • I can still find my way to the mine.
  • Stop the bleeding. You've gotta stop the bleeding.
  • I'll die if I drop down that hatch.
  • Maybe there's a rope or something...
  • How am I gonna get across that lake?
  • That raft can't have gone far....
  • The mine entrance is usually on the top floor.
  • Let's get the fuck out of this place.
  • This is going to be a ridiculous way to die.
  • The elevator's on its way.
  • Find Lynn. Nothing matters but Lynn.
  • Turn off the electricity.
  • How the fuck do I get out of here?
  • She's going to have the baby. We need shelter.
  • The chapel. We'll be safe in the chapel.
  • Trust this guy.
  • I'm not sure I've got a choice.
  • The chapel. Somebody there will know where they've taken Lynn.
  • Through that barn might lead to the chapel.
  • There's gotta be a way back to the village...
  • Get the elevator working again.
  • The elevator will get me up to the chapel.
  • The chapel gotta be close...
  • I can't see a fucking thing.
  • The microphone.
  • The mic. Try the mic.
  • Where's the fucking external mic on this thing?
  • Microphone.
  • Try the mic.
  • Right...
  • Leave it.
  • Okay...
  • Okey doke...
  • Jesus, you people...
  • I would fucking kill myself...
  • Sick bastards.
  • Sick fucks.
  • Yeah, God loves you, too.
  • JESUS!
  • Jesus...
  • Oh that's... Oh that's fucked up!
  • SHIT!
  • GOD!
  • Christian. But... strange.
  • What are...?
  • What the hell?
  • I'm dreaming. Or out of my fucking mind.
  • Music Class.
  • Oh shit! Lynn!
  • Don't... Please don't! Please don't! Please...
  • Oh you crazy motherfuckers... Oh God...
  • NO! No- Get- Let go! Fuck! Get off me! Fuck- fuck off, god damnit!
  • Ugh, LYNN! G-Get off me, Get off me! Lynn LYNN! No you Fu-ugh. You motherfuckers get off me- you leave her alone, leave her alone. No Lynn, LYNN Ugh, Fuck you!
  • Lynn no wait! NO WAIT. Don't! No no! For fuck sake... Shit.
  • Mother fucker!
  • Oh shit! Lynn!... LYNN!...

Recordings

  • She wasn't there. Lynn's body wasn't in the wreckage. She could still be alive.
  • The pilot. I don't even remember his name. What the fuck kind of people would skin somebody alive... Jesus Christ, Lynn.
  • There's not supposed to be anything for miles. But... I wasn't alone out here. Fuck. I wasn't alone out here.
  • A tragedy wall. Topped with barbed wire. I could feel tension in my skin, somebody watching me.
  • It's enormous. Some sort of hillbilly Vatican. How could all of this have been here and nobody knows about it? It's not possible.
  • There's no picture. Just... noise. But I saw it, I know I saw it.
  • That... woman? Whatever she is, beat him to death. Something about finding Lynn. Something about a chapel.
  • They flayed them. Nailed them to wood. She was just a kid.
  • Jesus Christ. The others call her Marta. The smell of what she burned, like... Coal smoke and frankincense.
  • A teacher once told me that the music of birds was proof that God exists and loves us.
  • He said she did it to herself. He said he was protecting you.
  • The chapel. I could see the chapel. How far did this go? A feeling in my teeth like the sound of scissors.
  • Temple Gate, founded by Sullivan Knoth, the 'Modern Ezekiel'. Their knives sharp for the enemy.
  • I guess this is where the magic happens. Chairs for an audience to watch. I only saw her afterwards. I couldn't have...
  • Going to Heaven. God. Before they killed the children. You should have loved me. I... what am I doing?
  • The chapel. A chapel is supposed to be sanctuary.
  • They always... hurt women to punish men. It's sick. It's cowardly.
  • Meat hung to cure, hooks through their Achilles' tendons.
  • The mines. This leads to the mines. Where the others took Lynn.
  • I don't know how many of them got in my mouth. My skin wouldn't stop itching. They were trying to lift me up.
  • 'Sickness Here. God Bless.' These people were rotting even before they were murdered.
  • I didn't even know what I was looking at. Some kind of deformed toddler.
  • Pieces of my skin stuck in the barbs. It was too late to hold her up. And I was just a kid. I was just...
  • She hanged herself before I could stop her. Or she didn't, no... wait. Not her... He... fuck.
  • My dad died within a month of my mom. He was perfectly healthy until she was gone, and then...
  • The lake smelled like... chemicals and dead things.
  • A tower. A radio tower or microwave relay. Civilization, maybe. For a second I was dumb enough to think I might not die.
  • 'Help'. Help wasn't coming.
  • I wasn't surprised they were dead. I was impressed they'd ever even lived in all that poison.
  • Bodies so thick I could have walked across the water on their backs. It's almost funny... That's how you walk on water.
  • Killed as a warning. Or a welcome. We're all welcomed eventually.
  • Raining blood. Dripping off her shoes, I think. No. Just... I tried not to step in the blood because I didn't want to leave tracks.
  • Trapped. I was never going to get out. But now I knew it. At least I'd be there with her.
  • They lived down here. No, not lived. I had to find Lynn. I hoped I hadn't already.
  • Decorated with the dead. I checked faces, looking for Lynn. Looking for my own. For Jessica.
  • Loving and hating God is the same thing. Like making and killing children is the same thing. She told me to meet her in the music room.
  • We're out. I got Jessica out. It was cold but the snow had just started. We'll find a grown up and we'll tell them what happened. We'll be okay. It's not my fault.
  • The world was on fire, the baby was coming. The impossible child. Lynn said Jess was like her little sister. I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
  • The priest dies. You didn't have to do anything. You were a child, nobody could expect anything of you. None of this is my fault.
  • She's going to be okay. You have her. She'll get to grow up. She'll do everything she was born to do.

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