Dead Souls Page #4

- Absolutely not.

Caw!

Johnnie?

Yeah.

You gotta see this!

Johnny?

Coming.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

There was someone

behind me.

Who?

Anything upstairs?

No, jus... just junk.

- We should probably go inside.

- Yeah.

Go on, get away!

Get away!

You owe me one.

Don't step another foot

in this room, you pervert!

Michael Coffit, please call 8-4-0.

You've reached the Petrie's.

Please leave your name

and a brief message

and have a blessed day.

Johnny, this is your mother again.

I don't know what kind

of joke you're playing,

but I expect you here first thing

in the morning

to get me out of this place!

So, do you know anything

about my family?

That depends.

What do you already know?

That there was an accident.

I wouldn't exactly say that.

Well, what happened then?

How should I know,

it's your family not mine.

I don't know.

I just felt connected to this place

from the second I got here.

There is this strong,

tragic energy, right?

Just looking at the photos

you can tell.

At one point the Conroys

were happy.

Listen, it's getting pretty late.

I get it, time to go.

No, wait, I was gonna say

I'm spending the night, so...

if you wanted to stay another day.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

What's wrong?

You know how I said I... I thought I saw

someone outside earlier?

I think they're back.

- Did you hear that?

- Sh-hh.

Go ahead, Mack, let 'em know

who's house this is!

Why don't you come out,

Mr. John Petrie?

We ain't gonna hurt you!

What, you gotta be kidding me.

Wait, what are you gonna do?

I'm calling the cops.

Open up, buddy!

We just wanna hang out!

There are people trying

to break into my house.

No, I'm not sure

of the address exactly.

It's... it's the Conroy farm.

There's things you need to know.

So, let us in this house.

I just need you guys to send

somebody right away, please.

What are you looking at?

Mack?

It's for the good of us all.

What?

Thank you.

Okay, they should be here soon.

Emma?

Where'd you go?

Oh, f***.

Mack, we gotta bail.

What, why?

There's someone out back.

Yo, Mack, let's go, come on.

Emma, is that you?

You shouldn't a come back here.

You let them out, you know that,

you let them out!

All right, Henry, let's go,

come on, it's gettin' late.

No, no.

Watch your step.

There you go.

Nice and easy now, okay?

We're just gonna

take him down to the station

and throw him

in the drunk tank for the night.

Who... who is he?

Henry Depford,

he used to be a sheriff up here.

Honestly, he's a pretty harmless guy.

You might want to tell him that.

I think he wasjust trying

to scare you, is all.

Well, Henry became pretty

obsessed with this place,

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