Dream Boy Page #5

it's dead quiet.

He hears a knock at the door.

[Knocks three times]

So he goes up to the peephole.

No one there.

So he figures his mind's

just playing tricks on him.

So he turns, goes to bed.

Now, sometime

in the middle of the night,

he wakes up.

He can't breathe.

He reaches out,

but there's nobody there.

There's a weight on his throat.

And he tries to get up,

and he goes to the mirror

by his bedside,

and he sees the hand

wrapped around his throat.

Now, every now and then, police

in Madisonville find two lovers dead.

They don't even bother

questioning anybody,

'cause they know it's the curse

that was brought on by Jimmy Hicks

that's done 'em in.

You scared yet, Nathan?

No.

[Thunder rumbles]

Do you hear that?

A storm's coming in.

We better get some more wood

for the fire.

Come on.

- Need some help?

- Naw, it's okay.

VOICE:
[Whispers]

Nathan.

What are you looking at?

Nothin'.

Just listening to the wind.

[Animal howling]

Listen to that. Wild.

It sounded like someone's voice.

It's the rain. Come on.

[Rain falling]

Thank you for bringing me out here.

I used to go camping

when I was little

with my dad all the time.

We don't do much

stuff like that anymore though.

I've never been camping

with my dad before.

I don't like your dad much.

He came out to the barn

the other day to talk to me.

He talked about you some.

He said he noticed we were getting

to be good friends.

He was glad you were

getting out of the house.

He said you were too quiet,

you live in your head.

You stayed home too much.

He said that you make up things

that never happened before.

I think he figured out

I knew where you were sleepin'.

Do you mind when I don't do

the same thing back to you?

No, I don't mind.

Careful, it's slippery.

Oh!

Now we go this way.

Let's rest for a while.

We still got a ways further to walk.

It's hot out here.

Sure is.

Well, this place is a little spooky.

People don't come out here

much anymore.

My Uncle Hebon used to take me

out here when I was little.

Where? What the hell's out here?

There's a farm at the end

with a big house.

Nobody lives there anymore.

No, thanks. Not yet.

- Roy.

- Nope.

Fine, more for myself.

Let's walk.

This is what I wanted to show you.

It's a plantation house.

My dad told me about this place.

He saw it one time

when he was huntin'.

I didn't know there was ever

any plantation out here.

The Kennicutts owned it.

They were kin to some of the people

that owned our farm,

where you live, Nathan.

The place is supposed to be haunted.

My Uncle Heben says he saw it

in a book about Louisiana ghosts.

The last full-blood Kennicutt

who lived there

got killed by one of his slaves.

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