Ouija: Origin of Evil Page #6

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I won't have it, Lizzie.

I'll die first.

- Hey, come on in.

- Hey.

But I don't have to die, do I?

Oh.

Hello, kiddo.

Hey, thanks for...

Well, I have some

records up in my room

and she's just going to watch TV

so we should go...

upstairs.

I do what I have to do.

The rest takes care of itself.

If you tell Mom he was here,

I promise you I'm going to melt

each and every single one

of your dolls

until they are just a giant blob

of hair and arms, do you understand?

- As soon as I saw the axe, I knew.

- Wait, Emma.

I'm not an expert

on the occult.

I'm not either

to be honest.

The spirit world is dangerous.

The thing is...

what we do for people.

It's not dangerous.

It's good, father.

It's good work.

I wish you would

let me show you.

Let me help you

talk to your wife.

I'm sorry, I'm just...

I assumed,

you want to.

Who says I don't want to?

I didn't have a chance

to tell her all the things

I wanted to tell her

before she passed away.

Mm, we never do.

But...

I've always felt that anything

I didn't say,

she already knows.

Gloria and I, we used to

come here once a month.

Roger always ordered wine

with a French accent.

It was...

so bad.

It felt like those days

were over for me, so...

I felt that they were, after.

Well.

I guess I kind of

make sure of that, didn't I?

Well, they were over

before the seminary.

I didn't think this through.

Maybe in another life.

Here's to another life then.

You know, it's... It's awesome

you don't have to move.

Such a great house.

It's...

It's classic

It's great bones.

Uh.

Sorry, my...

My dad's an architect.

His idea of a good time is

driving me and my brother

around and looking at houses.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm really glad

you're not moving.

My mom is going

to be home soon.

I thought you said another hour.

I'm not taking any chances.

She will seriously kill you

and me.

Romeo and Juliet.

More like Bonnie and Clyde,

sadly for us.

Well.

Good night.

Good night.

Hey, kiddo.

Christ.

You scared the crap out of me.

Want to hear something cool?

Sure.

Do you know what it feels like

to be strangled to death?

First, you feel the pressure

in your throat.

Your eyes water.

And you start to taste something

very, very sour in your mouth.

Then it's like someone lights a match,

right in the middle of your chest.

And that fire grows.

It fills your lungs

and your throat.

And all the way

behind your eyes.

And finally,

that fire turns to ice.

Like pins and needles of ice,

they're sticking into your fingers,

your toes,

your arms.

You see stars

then darkness.

And the last thing you feel

... is cold.

Good night, Romeo.

What the hell

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