The Legend of Bloody Mary Page #2

she never showed up

for class.

We never saw her again.

The nightmares started

after that?

Yeah, they started that night.

Ever since,

my eyes have turned blue.

Do you feel somewhat responsible

for your sister's disappearance?

Why, do you think I should?

No.

Well, thanks

for the chat, Father.

I feel better.

But you'll have

to forgive me.

I'm going to end

my psych analysis.

I've got a class

I'll be late for.

Whatever came

of the investigation?

Nothing.

Called the police precinct

every night for a year

and got the same

shitty answer.

"Sorry, kid.

But don't give up hope."

No, you can't.

Well, I did.

So what do we got?

You were right.

Carbon dates the bones

back to late 1680s,

early 1690s.

What about the police?

archeological not criminal.

What about

the construction?

Since it's on church property

we've got as long as we need.

When can we begin digging?

Filed for the permits

this afternoon.

Should be able to begin

marking a grid by tomorrow.

You're amazing, Clair, I don't know

what I would do without you...

I don't know,

what would you do?

You know what this means,

don't you?

What?

The diary.

You're not thinking this is

the missing mass grave, are you?

Yes. He wrote the church

was built upon a grave

to bless the land.

I just don't know

how far you can take

the diary of a man

who wasn't even there.

He wasn't just any person.

He was the governor.

He personally heard

Reverend Whittaker speak of the plague

ravaging the entire town.

Well, if more heads start

popping out of the ground

I'll believe you.

Clair, you truly are

one of a kind.

"Thursday, October 28th,

I arrived in Idlewood

early morning

to find the streets bare

and the town

all but soulless.

All but for one...

the Reverend Whittaker.

My concern

for the townspeople is grim.

But the Reverend Whittaker

was cleaning human bones

when we arrived

and had spoken of pox and plague

ravaging the entire community.

By a fortnight

word will have reached Salem

that the plague has wiped out

all of Idlewood.

My concern layeth

with the Reverend.

I fear the strain

of such a loss

has disturbed the poor man.

I feel a church...

a just monument

and a beacon of hope...

to be built upon the graves

of thy towns

founding fathers.

It is very honorable.

Very honorable.

Governor Holbrook,

may I present

the head of our reconstruction team,

Reverend Samuel Blake?

- How do you do, Reverend?

- Governor.

I have every confidence that word

of what hath transpired here

shall remain strictly

confidential.

Yes.

Of course, sir.

This site is to be cleansed

and built upon.

Indeed, Governor.

There, you see?

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