Amityville Exorcism Page #3

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- Charles worked on the

original amityville house.

- So what?

Those stories are crap.

There's a family who lives

in there now

who seems perfectly happy.

There's no media sensations

about ghosts or goblins.

- That's because my brother

exorcised the house,

before he was thrown from

the window and killed.

- Ah!

- I heard about that accident

a while ago.

I'm sorry.

But what does this have to do

with me?

My house?

- Charles did work

on your floors.

He took lumber

from the amityville house

and used it on your renovations.

- So?

Good lumber is hard to find.

- Have you ever heard

of evil transference?

Let's go inside.

We'll discuss it in more detail.

Did you have a party recently?

- Yeah, me, myself and I.

- Thanks for the coffee.

Now, as I was saying,

evil transference.

- Yeah, what is it?

What does it have to do with me?

- I strongly sense and

believe that the evil

in that house attached

itself to the materials

brought here and could

have been set loose.

- Set loose?

How?

- Demons and evil thrive

on discord intention.

Is there any of that

in your home?

- Yeah, for quite a while, now.

My wife was killed in a

drunk driving accident

and my daughter

has never forgiven me.

- Why does she need

to forgive you?

- I was the drunk driver.

- I see.

To further explain,

Charles humes took building

materials and used them

on his house, as well.

He confessed to me

that that's when

he was driven

to kill his family.

That he was possessed

and it started

when he introduced the

lumber into his home.

Do you have any leftover

pieces of the material?

- Yeah, in the basement.

- What are you doing?

- Uh, just taking your picture.

Beauty in nature, I'll call it.

- Don't you think

you should ask first?

- Okay, mind if I take

your photo?

- Sure, why not?

But not here.

Over there, away from the road.

- Yeah, sure.

Just so you know, I'm

not some kind of pervert.

- This wasn't here before.

- It's blood.

Jeremy, it's blood.

- Could be from rats.

Just placed

a whole bunch of traps.

One of them could have

escaped and bled here.

- That's enough blood

to kill six rats.

This is human blood, and fresh.

- There is an intruder

in our sanctuary.

- What do we have here?

The boys club?

- No.

N-no, it's impossible.

- You did this to me.

You worthless drunk,

no good husband.

You caused my death.

You were barely ever even

half a man!

- Dear god, please forgive me.

- I'll never forgive you ever!

I can't wait to see you in hell!

- Ah!

You have my full attention.

- I need you

in functioning order

for what we are about to face.

- Trust me, I need this

to function.

- Please, I'm asking you

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