Terza Madre, La Page #4

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Your friend Michael spoke to me by phone

about a tunic which is a magical

and powerful talisman.

I have had visions. Witches from all around the world

have come to celebrate her return.

They arrive by air, by train, by car...

They want Rome to fall again.

They want to inaugurate the second

era of witches.

Sorry, Father, I am confused

It is not your mind, it's the world that is sick.

Come and see.

Only I have a case of exorcism per month.

In recent days I have faced more than

throughout my life.

Why all this?

The Mother of Tears spreads evil

all around her.

A few killed, others are suffering,

she causes chaos and human despair.

I have a book in my studio to borrow you.

Mother, you have arrived!

Sarah, here. Run!

Run toward my car!

Open, quick!

Why they are all going for me?

For your mother.

Hey, what are you doing?

I call Michael.

Don't be stupid. They can trace you.

You'll sleep with me me tonight.

At least you will be safe.

No, I prefer to walk home.

Michael may go for me later.

This is my number and my address.

It does not bother me, call me anytime.

Thanks.

You are the daughter of Elisa.

You are like family for me.

I do not want to scare

you, but being who you are,

you should not trust anyone.

I promise.

Wait, what's happening?

They're burning the Church.

The situation worsens.

There was someone in my apartment, the light was

turned on. I saw it beneath the door.

I beg you, help me, Martha!

Breathe deep.

Calm down.

Helga, she is Sarah.

Hi.

- What is she doing here?

- Cool it, she's my friend.

Please help me, I do not know what

is happening to me.

Why all this to me? Why?

Because being who you are, they

don't want to take risks.

But... I am nobody. I know.

No, you are more than you think.

Helga, excuse us for a moment, please.

You are gifted, Sarah.

You must accept this fact,

If you want to survive.

Observe.

The spirits roaming...

they are many, especially here in Rome.

The old house is full of ghosts.

Think well, the city

is 2700 years old.

Underneath, there are five layers of cemeteries.

How did you do that?

You also can do it.

With your skills, you see things

that others do not see.

Collect all your energy and

concentrate at this point.

Well, now lift the lid and blow.

- Sarah.

- It can not be.

- Sarah.

- Mamma!

Do not touch her!

Or she'll disappear.

Mater Lacrimarum becomes stronger.

Where are you?

You are in grave danger, my daughter.

Get ready for combat.

Don't leave, mom.

Marta, make her come back, please.

She said that I should fight.

Please help me.

I am only a medium.

I just can communicate with the spirits.

I do not have your talent or your mother's.

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