Wicked Little Things Page #2

then all that was left

was this old family house.

I was hoping to fix it--

Yeah.

Who are these children?

What?

These chil--

Who are these children?

There was some kids.

It was years ago.

They used to work up at the Carlton mine.

I suppose we're through with this thing.

- Who is this?

- What?

The man.

Edmund Carlton.

He used to own this whole mountain

and everybody on it.

You know, you're going to have

to replace all these pipes.

Jesus.

How long is that going to take?

Shouldn't take too long, but I'll--

I'll be out of here by nightfall.

That's for sure.

How many families are left up here?

Well, there's Aaron Hanks.

I still see him

down in Addy

every once in a while.

Then, of course, there's the last

of the Carltons, who--

He doesn't live up here,

but he's been coming around,

buying up all the property--

Maybe he'd want to buy this place.

Maybe.

How I know, he's going

to tear down the Carlton mansion.

Make a hotel out of it.

It's right down the road from you.

Here, this looks good.

You okay, Emma?

Well, I'm going to check

on my daughter.

Do you need anything, Mr. Thompson?

Maybe like a drink or something?

No, no, I'm fine.

Emma!

Oh, gross.

Go! Get out of here!

Emma, honey, where are you?

Where are you?

Answer me!

Mr. Thompson!

I'll be right back!

How long you planning on staying?

Not long, I hope.

Mom's selling the place.

She wants to move to California.

I've never been to California.

I hear it's warm.

The nights are cold here.

Stay inside if I was you.

Out of the woods.

Don't want to get lost.

Thank you.

Freak.

Who's little girl are you?

Definitely not yours.

You can play hard to get, huh?

- I got something hard for you to get.

- Stop it.

In your dreams.

Hey! What's your name?

Sarah.

I'm Tim.

The idiot's Sean,

and that's Lisa.

Hi.

Where do you live?

Up in the hills.

You're shitting me.

Up with the f***ing zombies?

What zombies?

Emma! Please answer me!

She's coming.

Hello?

My name is Emma.

What's your name?

Emma!

I'm scared to come in there.

Why can't you come out here?

Are you still there?

Emma!

Don't you ever do that again!

Just wandering off like that,

you scare me half to death!

- You're hurting me, Mommy.

- Look at you. What happened to your knee?

I fell.

Emma, what are you doing out here?

I'm looking for Mary.

She lives in there.

Okay, I don't want you

to ever come out here again.

Do you understand me, Emma?

Never ever.

- Mom!

- Never.

Cross your heart.

Okay.

Oh, baby.

Okay, come on,

let me get you home.

...pray for us sinners

now and at the hour

of our death, amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

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