Mother of Tears

It's okay.

Hi, I'm Michael Pierce.

I'm the director of the museum.

I am Enzo Marchi,

the head of this investigation.

Great.

- Look, I'm gonna take her home now, okay?

- Of course. No problem.

- Thank you.

- Are you all right?

I can't believe it.

did you hear that?

She's crazy.

You're some detective, you know?

- Sure.

- Go and keep an eye on her.

Can I stay at your place tonight?

I really don't feel like being alone.

Of course you can.

It's freezing outside.

- Can I light a fire?

- Yeah, sure. I'm just gonna check on Paul.

All right.

Good. Well, he's still asleep.

Something very strange happened

to me tonight.

And, uh, I feel almost embarrassed

to tell you about it.

What?

Promise me you won't think

I'm crazy.

- I promise.

- All right.

I was trapped in there.

And there was no way I was gonna

get out of there alive.

- And then-

- What?

Nah, never mind.

Come on. Tell me.

And then...

I heard a voice in my head...

telling me to go.

And then- bam-

the doors slammed open!

I mean, they were locked

and they slammed open!

And I-And there was

this woman too-

Dad?

Hey, tiger!

What are you doing up? Huh?

I thought you were asleep.

Ah, come here.

- Hi, Paul.

- Hi, Sarah.

- do you want some hot chocolate?

- Yes. Can I stay up late?

Yes, you can stay up late.

Let's choose one of your books,

and we'll take you to bed.

Which one are you gonna get?

This one? Okay.

I'm gonna come in with the hot chocolate now.

Come on. Back to bed.

Coming in a second, all right?

I just can't get my head around it.

Why did they have to kill Giselle?

What was so important

about that urn?

Well, from what you told me,

they could be talismans.

Look, I'm gonna go and see

Monsignor Brusca tomorrow morning.

Maybe he can shed

some more light on it.

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