Edgar Allan Poe's Lighthouse Keeper

Hello?

I waited!

Hello!

What are you doing here?

Tell me!

I do not know...

What's your name?

I was on my way to San Francisco.

He had obtained an important job

Of civil engineering, then...

I was in the water, there was a storm...

a distant light.

God, the rest just turned dark.

How is it possible?

It's maddening.

The wound on the head. fifteen

I found him unconscious on the beach.

He was unconscious for two days.

The light? It was a warning,

Not an invitation.

Thanks for taking care of me.

I am indebted to you, sir...

Make it clear, boy. This

place is isolated, remote.

Twenty I like it this way.

My job here is to keep the house,

The ground, and keep the light on.

It is not welcoming

guests or making friends.

Of course.

I'm already up and back,

I will not bother you any more.

I'm leaving this afternoon.

Nobody leaves this peninsula...

Sorry?

Nobody leaves this peninsula,

Except by ferry.

When does the ferry arrive?

In two weeks.

No, there must be another way.

There is a complete tour.

Impossible.

Mountains make the

Stream at this time of year.

Crossing would be suicide.

Have phone.

If my ship was shipwrecked

The authorities know it.

Hello?

Hello?

There will be manifestos of ships,

Reports of missing people.

You can tell me who I am.

Hi.

Nothing.

The lines had to be

disconnected After the storm

This happens all the time.

On the beach, did you find a backpack?

A backpack?

Yes, with a manuscript inside.

Are you a writer?

No. Well, yes. It is a technical journal.

It's complicated.

My ambitions took me to the city,

For a lucrative position.

But it does not work.

She must have taken it...

Who?

A girl.

I saw her on the beach before she fell.

You did not see any girls.

Yes, I saw a young woman.

I called her, but she

Did not answer me

I followed her but disappeared

Between the rocks.

Did not answer because

There is no girl.

You and I are the only two souls

In this forgotten rock of God.

You are not in your right mind.

Your imagination is...

makes a play.

No... but I can not be sure

You are welcome in my current state

I have work to do.

Walsh.

My name is Walsh.

I waited! Wait, come back!

I want to talk to you.

What causes these tremors?

It's the gis under the cliff...

full of catacombs...

is continuously eroded

By the waves when the tide arrives.

If this is true, The foundations

of this house are in danger.

It's just a matter of time.

Then we toast

The crumbling house on the sea.

Do not you drink?

Do not worry.

I'm used to drinking alone.

Maybe I can strengthen the foundations.

Avoiding the inevitable?

It is the least I can do

To pay for their hospitality.

After all, if I'm going to be

A prisoner here, might be useful.

Do what you want.

I do not get it.

I say this house will collapse

Under his head and does not care.

What do you call this?

A prison...

and has been here for a few days.

Imagine staying

Here all my life.

This peninsula is a tomb...

This beacon a headstone.

Excuse me if not I shed a tear

in view of its destruction.

Do not you care about anything?

I once cared.

I took a young wife.

I promised her a prosperous

New life in the city.

The jobs were scarce.

Finally, when I was desperate

For work, I brought it here.

Our engagement was passionate.

She was so beautiful...

so...

vibrant when we get married.

But it is difficult to know a woman

After such a short time.

She turned melancholy.

For weeks, I was desperate.

I thought starting a family

It would make her feel less alone.

But she could not bear

The idea that a child...

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