Warlock Page #6

Ew!

Hold his toe.

Where's my goddamn bracelet?

Nay. Look not in his eyes!

Nay!

Oh.

He's getting away!

Keys. Find me brass keys.

With them I can remove this hex.

The warlock. You can't just

let him blow out of here.

He'll die should I leave!

The hammer!

Take it.

Where you find his tracks,

nail the earth deeply.

A nail. Shitty little nail!

Give me a shotgun, then I'll...

take the blessed hammer!

He can be crippled!

Nails.

Help you?

No, no.

Feel.

Mmm.

The keys should be spun

once each hour, clockwise.

Meddle not with the dressing.

By morn' the blood shall stop.

How's he doing?

I have no excuse.

Safe to say that having

seen so many die

by the warlock's hand,

the chance to spare just

one life with mine own...

forget it.

I understand.

Besides...

I got it back.

Then let's tarry not.

We'll rebuild the compass.

Brass, copper, glass.

'Tis this, his blood,

that matters most.

Here.

And here.

You've watched me long enough.

The gas is on the right,

the brake's on the left.

It's more than I knew

when I started to drive.

Drive, me?

And take this. It's for gas.

When they give you

the slip of paper,

just scribble a name.

Any name. They never check.

You're not coming?

Look, you got my car, my money...

My best wishes.

Later days, Redferne.

We had a deal, remember?

Just till I got

my bracelet back.

That was it, man.

That was it.

You know what he's capable of.

You've seen.

Why do you think I'm not going?

What are you called?

It's a little late for

introductions, ain't it?

Your name.

Kassandra with a "K."

Then hear me well,

Kassandra with a "K."

The warlock holds 2

parts of the book.

This much he confessed.

Know you what happens

should he gain all 3?

I don't want to know.

I don't.

Hidden within that book

is the name of God.

The lost name of God.

The lost name of...

Uh-uh.

I don't want to hear this.

'Tis the name invoked

during creation.

Witches charge that

should this name,

this true name of God, be

uttered back to front...

I'm not listening.

LA LA LA LA LA...

Should this name be

uttered in reverse,

all creation will undo.

'Twill reverse.

We'll uncreate?

That what you're telling me?

The whole world just...

all worlds, Kassandra. All.

Ohh.

He scares the crap out of me,

and he knows it.

I'll not let him harm you.

Next time there won't

be any spells.

No hexes, no potions.

Next time he's gonna kill me.

I'll not let him harm you.

We travel north?

Trust me on this, ok?

But if all along the

warlock has borne east...

we're not going to play tag

with this guy anymore.

What would you have us do?

Did kids in 1691

ever play a game

where they jump over

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