Darkroom Page #4

She's in the ceiling...

Like a little b*tch.

A little rat b*tch!

But he's sorry now.

Right, Daniel?

You can turn around.

I'll get the whore.

Don't bother.

She can't escape.

I made sure.

She'll be down soon enough.

There's someone down the hallway

who needs your attention.

Oh, yeah, right.

Oh, my God.

Is that Jean?

Jean.

I don't get it, Daniel.

What's gotten into you?

Is it the new whore?

Is it her dirty body?

Parts?

I could cut them off?

Give them to you as an

early birthday present?

No, Larry.

That's not...

Honestly, Daniel, I sometimes

despair for your soul.

Are you worried about this?

You don't need to

worry about this.

It's for the dirty sinners.

Are you a dirty sinner, Daniel?

No, you're no sinner.

You're the most innocent of us.

Too innocent, hmm?

A little pain to remind

you of what's important.

We're family, Daniel.

It's all about the family, hmm?

I love you.

Jean?

Okay.

Come on.

Come on.

Larry!

Tickle Rachel.

Tickle Daniel!

Tickle Daniel!

Daniel!

Be nice, boys!

Play nice. Play nice.

Now children, who has sinned?

We have, Mother.

And who needs to be purged?

We all need purging.

Remember that.

What were you doing

in your room, Daniel?

Nothing, Mother.

Idle hands are the

Devil's playground.

You were looking at these

comics again, weren't you?

Is this a funhouse?

Do you know what God told

King David in the Bible?

He said, "Fear not.

And show courage."

"For your Father is

with you always."

Your superheroes act

bravely, Daniel.

It's what makes them special.

You're a little coward,

aren't you?

Open your shirt.

Mother, please!

Open your shirt!

Now! Now!

Open.

Oh, my God.

What are you telling me?

I started to bleed.

From your private area?

I hoped you wouldn't

be touched by this.

But you're a dirty little girl.

Say it!

What are you?

A dirty girl.

I can't hear you.

A dirty girl!

A dirty girl.

Thankless child...

You were supposed to put

together Mother's table.

You didn't do it right.

Mother got hurt.

I'm sorry, Mother.

That's all right.

But I think you know God's law.

What is it?

An eye for an eye.

I'm sorry, my child.

This is painful for me as well,

but you made your bed.

Now you have to lie in it.

Mother, no!

Oh, my God.

Ugh!

You have to confess.

Are you a sinner?

Are you a sinner?

No.

I am not a sinner.

Hmm?

But you are a sinner.

And you must confess your

sins in order to be free.

I am a sinner.

I want you to say it louder,

so you can get purged.

I am a sinner.

Louder.

I am a sinner.

Louder.

I am a sinner.

Louder.

I am a sinner...

Jean.

Jean!

Jean!

You're gonna be okay!

Oh, my God.

Come on, baby.

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