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Resident seriously injured

per animal.

Storm causes power outage.

Triplets are born during

devastating storm.

Tornado rips path through

city.

Annabelle Shurman

In 1865.

Where are you? Sally is very

injured

a police officer tried to help,

something killed him. We are terrified.

Help us!

Edmond Shurman before the accident.

Thursday, April 13, 1865. Edmond

almost died in the storm today.

Monday, April 17, 1865.

Edmond is not the same.

Since the last storm,

his outbursts of anger

have deteriorated.

Wednesday, May 14, 1865.

Struck by lightning?

Thursday, May 15, 1865. Not

feels good. Barely drink tea.

Friday, May 16, 1865.

Quadruplets born.

I found a corridor.

I'll look.

- Alright. I'll go with you.

- No.

What?

I said no.

- So let Alice go with you.

- I want them to Sally.

No. This is stupid. You will not

walking alone in this corridor.

- I'll be with Sally. Not problem.

- I will not leave you alone.

I'll be fine.

Why that sounds

like a terrible idea?

You are right.

Can we stay or do we all.

So let's all.

Mom, this is a tunnel.

Must be 100 meters.

What is this?

I think it's a distillery.

Jen, be careful with his flashlight.

- Why? - If it's a brewery

therefore, a container is propane.

He can explode.

Alice has to be with Sally. We

be close. Shout if you need something.

- Okay?

- Ok

Mother

Yes?

What about when she wakes up?

Tell him that everything will be fine.

Is that true?

Alice, I believe with all my heart

that'll be fine.

Alright.

- He does not look bad.

- No, just...

Just weird.

You want to go forward

or backward?

Back.

You can leave your flashlight?

- Ready? Wait a minute.

- What is it?

- There's more to catch.

- Complicated stuff.

You can?

Go ahead.

Mom?

- Beware the door.

- How is your hand?

- Right.

- Can I go?

- You're going too fast.

- Sorry.

Wait a minute.

Can you hear anything?

What is this?

I do not know.

Mommy, where's Alice?

- Alice?

- Alice?

Let's go down it.

- Alice?

- Alice?

Alice?

No... no...

God...

Alice...

My dear...

Mother

We have to leave.

Mom, you can not give up.

Jennifer...

We will die here.

We do not.

You have a daughter who needs

you now.

I will not give up.

Jennifer...

- What are you doing?

- I do not know.

We will be ready next time.

Mother

- Mom?

- Give me a break.

It does not matter.

- Mother, are you okay?

- Oh, Jennifer.

I do not.

Mom, we have to get together.

- Together? Just...

- Mama, I mean now.

Ok?

And now we have to put in the soprano

front door and blow the hinges.

I need your help.

Have you heard?

Yes.

Mother

Mother?

Oh God.

Can you stand up?

Have to take Sally and get out of here.

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