Minutes Past Midnight Page #2
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- 2016
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Did you just kill that man?
Uh... not as such
I mean... okay, yes.
And that was wrong. Completely wrong.
because of how I feel about you,
And isn't that the main thing to
focus on here?
Oh, yes. Absolutely. Of course.
Let's focus on that.
I mean ifs not like there's anything
else to focus un, like...
My boyfriend just killing someone!
You stabbed him to death!
Wait... I'm your boyfriend?
I left her loads of voicemails,
explaining what happened.
I didn't want to kill people anymore,
thanks to her.
She was the one good thing in this
world, and I'd lost her.
Lost everything.
[message beep]
Charlie... it's me.
I think I understand
what you went through.
Whatever happens, I love you.
We'll just need to get you some help.
Come over and we'll talk about it.
[knocking]
Charlie!
OH, it's good to see you.
Come on in.
Charlie? Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
Can I have a glass of water, please?
Sure. um...
[satisfied gasp]
Feeling better?
So... you like polka dots, then?
Yes! Who doesn't love polka dots!
Did you mean what you said?
When you promised that you'd love me
no matter what I did...
Did you mean what you said?
Of course. Why?
I am so sorry...
I hope you understand.
[stab sound and woman's scream]
They say that you always hurt
the ones you love,
But then again...
They also say that ignorance is bliss.
Why cant' they just kill people
without doing all this weird sh*t?
Be better if they didn't kill people at
all, though, really.
Calder's End. How long has it been?
I was just a buy when I left this place...
Abandoned this plate.
I swore then that I would never return.
And yet here I am
to pay my final respects.
And, God willing, to extinguish the curse
that has haunted my family for generations.
But how?
How did it find me after
all this time?
It was three days ago that the
stranger appeared at my door.
A representative for my father! estate.
I'm afraid he's gone missing,
my boy'
Thus, the family estate at Calder's End,
fell to me.
And with it...
an ancient box...
that had been unearthed on
these lands by my grandfather.
And handed down for generations.
I knew then...
That neither I, nor my son,
nor the children of my son,
would ever be freed from
this accursed place
Not until the evil that resides in that
mill is finally destroyed.
These were prosperous lands once.
Those days would fade into memory.
Good, God-fearing souls do
not travel here anymore.
[sigh]
My father. Night after
sleepless night.
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