Don't Be Afraid of the Dark Page #4
Yeah.
Can I call Mommy now?
No, it's too late. She's probably asleep.
I don't think you should keep this.
It's not very sanitary.
What about this light? Should I...
Leave it on, please.
All right, well, sleep well.
Sally, would you do me a favor?
Would you try to, maybe,
be friends with Kim?
- Yes.
- Thanks, kiddo.
Kim, have you seen my razor?
We have to leave in five minutes.
- Yeah. Have you seen my razor?
- Here, take mine.
Five minutes.
My dress.
Sally. I want to talk to you downstairs
right now.
I cannot believe you cut up Kim's clothes.
I didn't do it.
- I didn't do anything. I swear.
- Stop lying.
It was a horrible thing to do.
And it was dangerous.
You could have cut yourself.
What did you use, my razor?
Let me see your hands.
- It's mine.
- What is this?
Where did you get this?
- Let me go home.
- You can't go home.
Just let me go home.
She's never done anything like this before.
She's obviously very angry about something.
Alex, that is not anger. That is fear.
We need to go. Mrs. Underhill,
Kim and I have an appointment
at the historical society.
We'll be back this afternoon.
Sally, we're going out.
Listen to Mrs. Underhill
and do what she says.
And you think about
what you need to say to Kim, okay?
Sally.
Are you there?
Did you cut Kim's clothes?
Do you have my dad's razor?
You have to tell me the truth.
If you want to be friends.
I won't be angry.
Sally's not angry.
They're angry.
No, I'm not angry.
They don't want to, but we do.
Come down here, Sally.
Come down and play.
You said you were hungry.
Do you like raisins?
We said we liked them.
See? Delicious.
Delicious. Yeah.
So delicious.
Did you do something bad?
You have to answer if
you want to be friends.
Yes, friend.
Sally?
What are you doing
down here in the dark?
Were you talking to someone?
Is there someone here with you?
No. I'm all alone.
There's nobody here.
Why don't you go help Mrs. Underhill
make lunch?
Go on. Off you go now.
That's right. Up those steps!
Quick as you can, now!
Harris. You old fool.
I swear. I didn't tell them anything!
No.
No, please!
Get away!
I had an accident! Call for help!
Don't look.
I could hear screams down there.
- Noises.
- Did you see anything?
He asked me to leave the cellar.
It was so dark in there,
he must have stumbled.
- Mr. Hurst, thank God!
- What happened?
- Are you William Harris' employer?
- Yeah.
There's been an accident.
- Are you okay? Where's Sally?
- I'm sorry. She saw him.
and I was too late.
- Where is she?
- She's in the garden.
I am sorry!
Sally?
Hi.
Are you scared?
Do you want to talk about it?
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