Walled In Page #3

She can never take care

of you the way I do.

What's wrong? Y'all need any help?

It'll go faster this way.

For you it's a job.

For us it's our lives.

Never forget that.

Did somebody knock?

Howard Carter,

say hello to our guest.

Sit, please.

I'll make some tea.

And make yourself at home.

So how are you enjoying

your stay with us?

It's lively.

You must really love reading.

There are exactly 2,301 books

on those shelves.

They belong to Mr. Malestrazza.

Here we are.

Sugar?

One, please.

Yes...

he was a very

distinguished person.

I've heard.

But the murders...

weren't you scared, too?

Well, at the time

of the disappearances,

I lived here alone

and nothing ever happened to me.

Do you want to know why?

Because I'm a good person.

Are you a good person,

Miss Walczak?

"It was believed

that human energy and emotions

could be imprinted

in the foundations of a structure.

Fear and death were considered

to be the most powerful elements

to increase a building's longevity.

The Egyptians practiced this

by immuring

sacrificial humans. "

Ready for our little trip?

Malestrazza was a sort of

crazy genius.

He didn't work for money.

He worked out of passion.

Really secretive too. Never let anyone

take his picture or anything.

How do you know so much?

- I was born here.

- Come on.

I read things,

and I stole some books

from Denise.

Oh, yeah? Me too.

Which ones?

"Primitive Beliefs

in Architecture. "

Interesting.

I know.

You know, genius or not,

he could have built

a damn elevator.

Around the time of the murders,

there used to be a tenant

named Tom Sullivan

who worked at the factory.

One day he got fired

because the bosses found out

about a prior rape conviction.

That was enough

to make him a suspect.

So the tenants

called the cops,

but when they came

to question him

he was gone

and they found nothing.

No blood,

no signs of struggle,

nothing.

Rumors were going around

that Sullivan

was using secret passages,

that the mirrors

in the apartments were double-sided.

The tenants were terrified,

and the disappearances

continued.

Always mysterious.

This is it.

Malestrazza's... where they found

a few of the bodies, even his

and maybe even where his ghost

still hides today.

No one could ever accuse you

of subtlety.

And they wouldn't have found anything

if Sullivan hadn't made his one mistake.

Oh, yeah,

and what was that?

He kidnapped

that little girl.

Julie.

Wait. Not the little girl

from my apartment.

Jimmy:
What he didn't know

is that Julie's father

just got her a puppy.

Smart little dog.

Your dog?

Yep, and when the cops

entered Malestrazza's place...

The dog ran in

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