Book of Blood Page #2

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So... When do we move in?

McNeal. What are you doing

out in this weather?

- I'm just going home.

- Get in. I'll give you a lift.

What's wrong?

- You shouldnt be driving tonight.

- What?

Just be careful, professor.

His brother was killed in

a car accident.

Flipped his pickup into a ditch.

Went through the windscreen head first...

Snapped his neck.

Simon saw it happen.

What do you mean he saw it?

He walked into the kitchen one night.

Told his parents point blank. Steve is dead.

The truck crashed.

A moment later the police called.

When his parents got to the scene,

it was exactly as he described it.

- There's something about him Reg.

- Yeah. He's hopping great looking!

He knew I was going to have

that flat the other night...

I suppose a coincidence. There's

obvious an explanation?

He could be an asset

to our investigation...

Mr McNeal.

Got a moment?

It all started that night.

It just...

Went to my mind.

Then this journalist turned up

asking for an interview.

Eleven year old boy has

visions of his brothers death...

That's going to get people's

attention isnt it.

- How did it make you feel?

- Weird.

The people started treating me

like I was a celebrity.

- You didnt like the attention?

- No...

I guess...

I mean I was just a kid.

I had no idea what was going on.

And then people started

coming to the house.

Just wanted me to touched

them... and tell what I saw.

So... I did.

And... I saw things.

- And then people started to say I was a...

- Clairvoyant.

Are you...?

- You like old songs?

- Like this one?

Want to dance?

What...? Come on.

Come on, it's a nice song.

How did it feel?

- What?

- The first time it happened to you?

The first time.

When you were a girl

and the fountain sprayed blood.

And they found that little girl.

And it made you feel kind

of special... didnt it?

Simon there is a house near here.

Tollington Place.

Something terrible happened there,

something unexplained.

- A young girl was murdered.

- Right.

- You're writing another book.

- I'd like you to work with me.

You know I don't know about that.

A lot of people have said my family

exploited my brother's death.

I mean... My parents even

made money off it!

Something awful happened to that poor girl.

Dont you think her story

deserves to be told.

You have a gift, Simon.

Dont waste it.

Help me find out what

happened in that house.

Feel this a good idea?

Can't hurt.

But you dont know this kid. You do not

know what he wants out of all this.

I mean for all you know

he could just be...

Jesus! No one said nothing

about three flights of stairs.

This place is giving me

the hee bee gee bees.

My dick

- There's something on my back.

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