(hashtag)Horror Page #3

It's competition and ego.

Way too much money.

Might as well be stocks.

The new stocks.

He used to be

a passionate collector.

Now he's a currency trader.

Is that a Dan Colen?

Molly!

Can you get my phone?

Actually my two phones.

I think they're in the kitchen.

- Wow.

- You like?

I can't believe you have that.

It doesn't seem

to be there, Mrs. Cox.

Uh, maybe you

left them upstairs.

Oh, Christ.

Molly, please, just call me

Alex. Mrs. Cox sounds so stuffy.

I'm so sorry.

Alex, it's my manners,

my mother's English.

Honestly, you look younger

than my little sister.

Oh, that's very sweet.

Uh, well, maybe

they're in the other room?

Nothing's finished around

here and the decorator

promised to be done last week.

That is so frustrating.

Really winds me up

when people promise to deliver

and then fail.

Why false advertise?

Molly, have you found

my phones yet?

I can't seem to find them

anywhere, Mrs. Cox.

Alex.

Um, maybe you left

them somewhere.

Maybe they're in the car.

Well, are you,

are you saying it's my fault?

No. No, no, Mrs. Cox.

Honestly, have you

really looked everywhere?

Yes. Honestly.

But I can look again.

Good idea.

Is she retarded?

I think she stole

my Victorian cuff.

- What?

- She did.

And I've never

really trusted her.

Does she look

like a thief to you?

Maybe just a little dishonest

around the eyes.

Can you see it?

I think

you're acting really crazy.

Well, I guess I'm just gonna

have to brave the cold

and go out to the car

and search myself.

Oh.

That was such a big funny move.

Molly, I found them!

They're building a new wall.

Building a new wall.

There.

I like the, uh..

I like the stone better.

Hey.

Hey.

Can you not,

can you not do that?

Hey.

- Just, just..

- Dad, stop!

Just don't do it.

Don't do it for 5 minutes,

okay?

Give me that. 5 minutes!

Thanks for the ride.

Perfect.

Did Harry tell you anything

about the rumors?

The old legend of this place?

No.

Why, was it a brothel

or something?

No. It was designed and built

by this friend of Warhol.

This artist, Ray Jamieson

he made all of his darkest

and most disturbing pieces

when he was living here.

You know this stuff that

goes for a fortune now.

Wait, that's the guy

that Harry is obsessed with.

Yeah, I'm sure that's why

he bought the place.

Ray Jamieson went crazy here.

There was this legendary party

where Ray Jamieson's psychic

gave this reading.

Supposedly she tapped into that

this is the place

where the vortex

of the 4 winds converge.

Sh*t.

Do you want me to help you?

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