Parasomnia Page #4

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She's into nature.

Grew up in New York.

Honey, let's get in the car.

Sorry.

Oh, no, don't eat that.

She does this a lot.

And...

Let's go.

Kinda heavy.

It's the medication

she's been on.

She had pneumonia

about a month ago.

No. It's okay.

Nothing's gonna hurt you.

It's okay.

Nothing's going to hurt you.

We are going...

to hospital?

No.

We're going home.

Home... home?

Yeah.

We're going to my home...

it's where I live.

Is... is that okay?

Okay.

Tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick.

So, I was hoping you might remember

something more about this guy.

He just seemed like a good kid.

I think that's a quote

from Hitler's mom.

Any idea where he lives?

- Did you check with the main desk?

- Yeah, we did that...

but the name and number

were phony, so...

What's up with that guy?

Delusional, psychopathic,

sociopathic.

Tick, tick, tick.

The bad guy.

What's he saying?

"Tick...

Tick...

tick."

He just says it over and over.

Who does he think he is,

a f***ing clock?

Why is he like that?

He's convinced that the girl,

Laura Baxter, belongs to him.

He shattered both legs

and broke the nose of an attendants...

who was trying to restrain him.

He was trying to get loose.

And then he took

the man's broken nose...

and he tried to shove it up

into his brain...

almost killed him.

No, that's the best arrangement

for Mister Volpe right now.

Volpe?

That's Byron Volpe in there?

The most soulless person

I've ever met.

I remember this case.

A hypnotist or something.

- Uncanny ability with it.

- Yeah?

Hypnosis is bullshit.

Tell that to his wife.

She died trying to get away

from his hold over her.

Who knows how many people

that "scuzball" has killed?

I was on that case.

We never found all the bodies,

only the ones he wanted us to find...

- the ones that looked like a suicide.

- Okay.

Thanks, Doctor.

Oh, Detective.

I just remembered something.

The young man who came to visit I think

he might have had a friend in here.

It was a court-ordered

drug rehab case.

A speed-freak named Dornboss.

We can check the records.

Yeah. I'd like.

Lovely clientele you got here.

It's strawberry.

Cold...

No, it's gonna fall.

You're actually supposed

to keep it in the...

cone.

It's so beautiful.

I just got you cleaned up.

Now I'm gonna have to give you

another bath.

I mean, uh...

I'm gonna get a napkin.

Laura?

Tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick.

Tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick.

This is not my world...

I don't belong here...

Back...

Take me back.

I wanna go back.

Just take me back.

Laura?

You are my blood.

I am you.

You have nothing to fear from me.

It is the "Clouded Man" who stalks you.

Okay, Laura, you gotta wake up.

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