Edgar Allan Poe's Lighthouse Keeper Page #2

What are you doing here?

She's alone?

They are many questions.

I am sorry.

Let's talk a lot.

My name is Nora.

And yours?

You can call me JP, I think.

JP What kind of name is that?

What does that mean?

I do not know.

What do you think?

Are you being mysterious now?

He did not answer my question.

What are you doing here living alone,

Away from everything?

Times are difficult,

That is no secret.

I thought this place would be...

A shelter, I supposed.

It could be dangerous out there

For a single woman.

Somehow I think that

Can handle the situation.

Why are you looking at me like that, JP?

We know each other?

I feel like I know her.

I bet he tells you that.

To all the girls.

Have you never felt the same with

Someone you just met?

Once...

A long time ago.

Well, tell me...

is there another way to get out of

This peninsula other than by ferry?

It depends.

Of what?

How much do you know how to swim?

I do not know how to swim.

Will I see her again?

You know the way now, do not you?

You have to go.

Come with me back to the lighthouse.

At least for a while

before returning.

No I can not.

I do not understand.

"Do not tell Walsh about me."

- Do not talk about you?

Please, JP He is crazy.

Nora, wait!

What are you doing?

Did you hear that?

What?

Voices.

Voices?

What were they saying?

I don't know.

It was not very clear.

Rather it was a murmur.

Like the wind? Like the creak of

An old house sinking?

Like the sounds of an old

Lighthouse on unstable ground?

I think I dreamed it.

Possibly.

Who is this?

Is this the woman you spoke to?

No... it's just a drawing.

He was right, there is no girl.

It's just a product of my

Imagination or... a ghost.

I do not believe in ghosts.

Do not you believe in life after death?

I lived hell and heaven on earth,

Usually by my own desire.

No, nothing awaits me after death,

Except the cold embrace of the tomb.

It is a very bleak prospect.

He's still young, boy.

Wait until I reach my age.

You can find in the promise

Forgotten... a relief.

What are you doing?

I thought I heard something.

This is my private room.

Stay away.

I will not warn you again.

Nora!

Come with me.

- Where?

- I want to show you something.

- What is it?

- Come on.

What does this mean?

Are you crazy?

I warn you,

Do not leave this off again.

Nora!

What is he doing here?

Do you want Walsh to see it?

No, I just could not stay away.

I had to see you.

Come on.

Wait, it's too early.

He hardly knows me.

I know you.

Nora!

Nora!

It's like a dream, right?

I used to dream as a girl

With a small child...

but I pinched myself to wake up,

Because I could not stand...

the idea of falling

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