Mother of Tears Page #2

How do you know him?

Well, he came to London a few years ago

to lecture on spiritualism.

And he's meant to be a leading authority

on mysticism and the occult sciences-

"Sciences"? Come on.

You don't believe in that crap.

- The occult?

- Yeah.

Well, maybe, maybe not.

- Hmph.

- What?

I was just-

What, you don't think there are forces

out there we don't understand?

Not really, no.

You and I are scientists.

We're supposed to believe in

what we see and what we touch.

- The chocolate!

- See? Forces.

I keep hearing that voice

echoing in my head.

I think I'm going crazy.

You're not going crazy.

Come here.

You're not going crazy. You just-

Just need to sleep.

Hmm?

Just try to sleep, hmm?

Chaos. Blood. Tears.

Mater! Mater!

Certo. Certo.

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

- Morning, Father.

- Morning.

I'm here to see

Monsignor Brusca.

Oh, you don't know, do you?

He had a stroke the day

after we found the coffin.

He was conscious for only a few minutes

before he slipped into a coma.

I'm so sorry.

Look, I... understand

this isn't the best time...

but I really do need to know as much

as I can about the urn.

Look. Look,

I really don't know why...

anyone would want

to take that urn.

The only thing I know is that there was a name

on the coffin:
Oscar de la Vall.

- Oscar de la Vall?

- Yes.

do you know who he was?

The monsignor thought

it was the same man...

who figures in an old story that's been

popular in Aosta for centuries.

Most people, including me,

consider it nothing but legend.

Brusca didn't. That's why he sent

the items to you for verification.

Well, can you tell me

about the story?

In 1814...

workers renovating

the church curia in Aosta...

discovered an urn.

There were several items inside it...

including a dress that may have been

from pagan times.

As the legend has it, packs of wolves

came out of the forest...

the night after the urn

was found.

They dug up freshly-buried

bodies in the graveyard...

and tore them to bits.

The local priest decided

to send the urn to the Vatican.

Oscar de la Vall

volunteered to deliver it.

He was a knight of noble birth.

Only he was allowed to talk with the pope.

He had one bad trip.

Wherever he went,

death and destruction followed.

Children died.

Crops burned.

Whole villages were devastated.

Many towns refused to let

De la Vall enter.

People were in a panic.

By the time he reached Viterbo,

he was both sick and blind.

The church took him in.

He died six days later.

Maybe it was malarial fever.

His body was buried

in a secret place.

The urn was chained to his coffin

and sealed with crucifixes.

After the urn was found,

the monsignor was a different person.

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