Blood Creek Page #4

Oh, yeah, big f***ing war hero.

You ever stop to think

how this could have been you?

That's all I ever think about!

That's why I'm here!

Now we're gonna cut

that poor bastard loose,

take him in the house

out of the way,

and take care of this!

Then take you back to your boys.

Don't forget about your boys, Vic.

Someone's coming!

Hurry. We got to hurry.

- He's coming.

- Just try to hold steady.

Put him inside.

Get up!

Where the hell is he?

Where is he?

Where is he?

What have you done to my son?

Where's the rest of my family?

Where the hell is he?

You don't know what you've done.

You must go!

Go now, while there's still time!

Your bullets won't hurt him!

Run!

He can't come into the house!

He's barred!

He's out!

Where the hell is it?

He can't come in!

I'm going to keep him tied...

He can't come into the house.

He's barred.

What do you mean, barred?

He can't come in.

The painting on the doors

and the windows keep him out.

What is that out there?

Wirth... Richard Wirth.

The door! Get the door!

What the hell are you doing?

The window.

He can come in through the window.

Come on.

This rune is the only reason

he has not killed us all!

Come on!

- You got it?

- Yeah.

F***!

He can be controlled.

Somewhat.

We know some things.

Maybe enough.

The Nazis sent him.

It was 1936.

We thought Wirth was a scholar,

but he was here

to practice the occult.

Rune stones.

Blood rituals.

We didn't know.

And then the war started,

and they couldn't retrieve him.

So we imprisoned him.

Liese did.

She put runes around the yard.

The symbols on the fences

keep him on the farm

and out of the house.

She was only 12 at the time.

Five years passed.

But by then,

we were his prisoners.

Just tell me how to kill him.

Take your brother and leave now.

If you can make it outside

the fences, you can get out.

We'll take you with us.

No. We have to stay.

We let him into our lives.

We can't leave here.

Evan!

No.

Where's my father? Where's Karl?

They're dead.

They're lucky.

They're free now.

She's having trouble breathing.

Does she take any medicine

for her heart?

- Do you have any aspirin?

- No.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- I gotta get my bag.

- That woman needs help now.

- These people can't be trusted.

Run!

Here, chew these. It'll help.

He's killed the generator.

Guns.

- How do I kill him?

- Victor, enough.

- I'm trying to save our lives.

- So am I.

Either way, we all die.

You're not the only one who's suffered.

He started with me.

I was 12 when he came to our farm.

That's when he first fed on me.

When my brother saw

what he'd done to me,

he tried to kill Wirth,

but it was too late.

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