Ghost Storm Page #2
- Year:
- 2012
- 90 min
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Where's my boy?
Doc.
What's going on?
I haven't left the room.
Stop lying to me.
We're the only two people
that have been in this room.
I was looking at your boy a minute ago.
This is some kind of sick joke.
[SIGHING]
Just so's you know, I'm packing heat
and I came first in my shooting class.
[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]
Hello?
[WHIMPERING]
[INDISTINCT OVERLAPPING VOICES]
Hal, come in. Something strange
is happening at the cemetery.
Mary, it's Hal. What's going on?
[WHIMPERING]
HAL [OVER RADIO]:
Mary.
[SIREN WAILING]
[HORN HONKING]
Aah...
Mary, do you read me?
Aah!
[SCREAMS]
ASHLEY:
That's a mistake. It can't be.
How big of a drop?
We're at about 870 millibars.
I'd say that's impossible.
We'd have a hurricane.
Yeah, but we don't have a hurricane,
and yet...
[TYPING ON KEYBOARD]
Wait for it.
[BEEPING]
What's that cell over?
[SIGHS]
[BEEPING]
That's the cemetery.
That's where the kids were last night.
What's it at now?
Oh. It's still way too low. Check
the equipment. Gotta be a malfunction.
Well, where you going?
Cemetery.
[SIREN WAILING]
Oh, my God. Doug, take a look at this.
That can't be her, can it?
What the hell is going on around here?
What do you mean, he called you?
I'm telling you.
My phone rang and when I looked at it,
it was Will's number.
Except I have Will's phone.
And then when I answered it,
it was just static.
ROB:
I just can't believe this.
Look, we all saw the lightning
strike the memorial.
Something supernatural is going on
in that cemetery.
What, you think it's a curse
from the Sabbath suicide victims?
I bet Father Telmo knows something.
He knows the history
better than anyone.
We should ask him.
Beats sitting around talking about it.
Meliss?
Me?
Uh, no way. I got enough
bad juju to last a year.
But let me know how it goes, okay?
Okay.
Bye, sweetie.
Bye.
[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]
Hey.
Did you hear that?
No.
Doug.
Did you see that?
DOUG:
No.[CAR APPROACHING]
Great,
just what I need.
What are you doing here?
Nice to see you too.
No, I have a crime scene.
I can't let you go any further.
I brought my equipment
to take a reading.
HAL:
No, not today.
What the hell?
[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]
[GRUNTING]
[DOUG SCREAMS]
Doug!
Doug!
[BOTH GASPING]
[RUMBLING]
[OVERLAPPING VOICES SCREAM]
ROB:
Father Telmo?
Somebody should
be here, no?
Maybe he's in the back office.
Maybe he's doing an exorcism.
Not funny.
[SIREN WAILING]
Carl.
You see this thing?
What the hell is it?
ASHLEY:
We don't know what it is.It came from the graveyard.
The what?
Cells are all down. I need your phone.
Use someone else's.
I'm not asking, Carl. It's an emergency.
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