The Pretender: Island of the Haunted Page #6

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to see that it was her heart that was aching.

And that she feared

for her life.

Ocee, what was my mother

searching for?

To find out who you are.

What do you mean,

who I am?

All I know is

what she spoke.

She and another woman

had been trying to discover the truth...

for a long time.

That must have been

your mother.

You sure you're blind?

Sight may come

from one's eyes...

but the vision comes

from one's heart.

Jarod, if your mother was searching

for something in the chapel...

-maybe the girl could tell us what it was.

-Little girl?

I was led to the chapel by a little girl

with long, light-brown hair.

Little girl on this island?

Are you sure?

- I'm the one who knows what I saw.

- Little girl or not-

Ocee, tell me:

What was my mother searching for?

She was searching for

the scrolls, of course.

- Any change?

- You have a purpose for being here?

Yes. You have a call

coming in from Africa.

It's been requested

you take it on a secure line.

There's one

at the end of the hall.

Put it through.

Be just a second.

Well, it saddens me

to see you this way.

I know you're

in great turmoil.

That's why I'm here.

I came out of love.

I'm sure the call

will be coming through any second.

You and I have always

been closer...

than anyone here has ever known,

ever suspected.

I know you could never truly

acknowledge our relationship...

especially to Catherine.

But because of our bond...

I had to come.

Tell me the truth.

Are you faking this?

Please tell me.

I can help.

I want to help you.

I want to show you something.

It's the truth, isn't it?

Damn it all, tell me the truth!

We don't have much time!

What are you doing?

If it's urgent,

I'm sure they will call back.

Adama! Adama, wait!

Adama? Adama, wait.

Don't leave him alone.

- What is this place?

- It's the crypt room.

It was built on the souls

of the original monk warriors...

who brought the scrolls to this island

and founded the order-

literally on their souls.

The legend on Carthis is...

that when Brother Vespus and his disciples

returned from the crusades...

they brought with them

mystic scrolls ofbiblical proportions.

- You mean, like the Holy Grail or something like that?

- Something exactly like that.

The monks had given

their solemn word to Pope Innocent...

that they would bury

the scrolls in the sea.

But instead, they brought them here

and hid them.

Through the centuries,

seekers of destiny...

have come to the isle seeking the scrolls

and their mystic power.

Many searchers have ventured

into the woods, never to return at all.

It is said that the fate of the one

who dares defile the scrolls...

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