Phantasm: Ravager Page #4

shoving four barrels

of f***ing hell

down their goddamn throats?

[chuckles]

Our paths cross again.

You've got me in some kind

of trap here, don't you?

Where the hell is this?

Not where, when.

The year is 1979.

The funeral home

where first we met.

You called it Morningside.

In three days, your younger self

will attend a funeral here,

and events will

be set in motion.

Right, yeah.

[chuckles]

You've tried to thrust yourself

in my way for years now,

but what has it got you?

You loved ones, all gone.

[angry breathing]

You slaughtered my family.

[huffing] You...

They're all dead!

None of you ever listen.

When the time comes,

they don't die.

They come to me.

And your point?

You want to see

your family again?

I'll give them to you.

Your wife, your daughter...

I could return them

to you alive, healthy

if I were so inclined.

Where are they?

But I would require

something from you

in exchange.

And that is?

I have plans

to make things better

for everyone.

Just stay out of my way.

[voice echoes, garbled]

Let the plan complete itself.

I want my friend Mike back,

and his brother too.

[echoes] No.

You stay away from him.

He is mine...

always.

Perhaps you need time

to think this over...

but be quick.

There's little time left.

[voice echoes]

[sighs]

[whispers]

Great.

[gasping]

[footsteps echo]

[creature roars]

[gun c*cks]

[creature trots]

[creature huffs]

[whirring]

[metal scraping]

[loud banging]

[glass clinking]

[metal scrapes]

[scraping]

[high-pitch scream]

[thuds]

[distant rattling]

[creature roars]

[c*cks gun]

[creature grunts]

[footsteps patter]

[machine gun firing]

[groans]

- [creature moaning]

- [infrastructure groans]

Have you considered my offer?

Yeah.

Go back to hell.

Yours or mine?

One might say

we're in it together.

[gunfire]

Your playthings don't work here.

You could leave

this rat race if you chose,

and be with your family again,

but my generosity is fleeting.

You'll have no more chances

beyond this moment.

Do you think I want

your reanimated zombies?

[harsh breathing]

But I will take back my friend

Mike and his brother Jody.

If you free them,

I'll step out of your way.

Why?

Why are you so obsessed

with these two friends?

You could never understand.

It's called loyalty.

Those frail human

emotions again.

Do you not understand?

Your kind are simply

skin sacks of water and meat.

And when a few

random electrons fire off

in that puny brain of yours,

you're ready

to annihilate yourself

for this... this feeble

sensation you call loyalty.

Like I said...

Well, I guess it's time

for me to be going.

You brought this on yourself.

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