Pendulum Page #2

DOCTOR.

YOU ARE,

I UNDERSTAND,

ELIZABETH'S BROTHER.

THE RESEMBLANCE:

IS CLEAR.

THE COLORING,

THE SAME:

CONFIGURATION.

BEAUTIFUL WOMAN,

YOUR SISTER.

DOCTOR.

AH, MY DEAR.

I'VE INTERRUPTED

YOUR MEAL, I SEE.

PROPER TIMING:

WAS NEVER MY FORTE.

WE'VE JUST FINISHED.

WON'T YOU JOIN US

IN GLASS OF WINE,

CHARLES?

DELIGHTED.

SO, YOUNG GENTLEMAN,

YOU'VE COME ALL THE WAY

FROM ENGLAND?

THAT'S RIGHT.

TERRIBLE TRAGEDY,

YOUR SISTER'S DEATH.

APPALLING BUSINESS.

HOW ARE THINGS:

IN BAZTAN, CHARLES?

WHAT?

OH, AS ALWAYS, NICHOLAS,

BUYING AND SELLING,

LIVING AND DYING.

THE WEAVE OF LIFE.

WHY DID MY SISTER

DIE, DR. LEON?

HAVE YOU NOT:

BEEN TOLD?

OF COURSE HE HAS.

WELL, THEN.

I WANT TO HEAR IT

FROM YOU, DOCTOR.

HER...DEATH WAS

INEVITABLE, I FEAR...

UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES--

THIS CASTLE,

THIS ODIOUS ATMOSPHERE.

WHAT HAS THE CASTLE

TO DO WITH IT?

WHAT HAS THE CASTLE--

IT'S TOO LATE NOW,

CHARLES. I...

I DIDN'T WANT

HIM TO KNOW.

KNOW WHAT?

YOUR SISTER'S DEATH

WAS CAUSED BY FAILURE

OF THE HEART, SIR,

DUE TO TOTAL SHOCK.

LITERALLY,

SHE DIED OF FRIGHT.

WHY DID YOU:

NOT TELL ME?

I THOUGHT:

TO SPARE YOU, SIR.

YOU THOUGHT:

TO DECEIVE ME!

THAT'S NOT TRUE.

WHAT IS ALL THIS?

SHOW ME WHERE:

IT HAPPENED.

VERY WELL.

NO, NICHOLAS.

THERE'S NO OTHER WAY,

MY DEAR.

WE WERE WRONG...

VERY WRONG TO HAVE KEPT

THE TRUTH FROM MR. BARNARD.

NOW WE ARE DOUBLY

SUSPECT IN HIS EYES.

SUSPECT?

COME.

NICHOLAS, YOU SHOULD NOT

BE DOING THIS, YOU KNOW.

YOU'RE NOT WELL.

IT CANNOT BE AVOIDED,

CHARLES.

COME.

WELL?

Francis:

A TORTURE CHAMBER?

YES, MR. BARNARD.

IT WAS MY FATHER'S.

SEBASTIAN MEDINA.

ONE OF THE INQUISITION'S

MOST INFAMOUS DEGRADED--

PLEASE, SIR.

THAT IS ENOUGH.

MR. BARNARD,

CAN YOU NOT SEE--

WHAT WAS MY SISTER

DOING HERE?

SHE COULD NOT:

KEEP HERSELF AWAY.

THAT NOISE I HEARD.

IS THAT WHAT WAS--

NO, SIR. THAT

PARTICULAR DEVICE

WAS NOT IN OPERATION

AT THE TIME.

WHICH DEVICE?

IT'S IN AN ADJOINING

CHAMBER DOWN THERE.

PLEASE, MR. BARNARD,

DO NOT GO THERE. I...

I DO NOT WISH:

TO DISCUSS IT.

THE STORY, SIR.

IN DETAIL.

THIS WAS MY FATHER'S WORLD,

MR. BARNARD.

SPARE YOURSELF:

AT LEAST THIS, NICHOLAS.

HOW CAN I SPARE MYSELF?

WAS HE NOT:

MY FATHER?

AM I NOT THE SPAWN

OF HIS...

HIS DEPRAVED BLOOD.

HIS DEPRAVITY:

IS NOT YOURS, NICHOLAS.

WHY SCOURGE YOURSELF

BECAUSE OF IT?

YOU HAVE NOT ANSWERED ME,

DON MEDINA.

I SHALL NOT DWELL UPON

THE HISTORY OF THIS...

THIS BLASPHEMOUS

CHAMBER.

SUFFICE IT THAT THE BLOOD

OF A THOUSAND MEN AND WOMEN

WAS SPILLED:

WITHIN THESE WALLS.

LIMBS TWISTED:

AND BROKEN!

EYES GOUGED:

FROM BLOODY SOCKETS,

FLESH BURNED BLACK.

WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME

THESE THINGS?

WHAT HAVE THEY TO DO

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