Warlock III: The End of Innocence Page #3

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This is just the first time

I am hearing any of this

What I came to tell you about is that

I do have some letters

Well, one long letter

actually written by your

great grandmother in 1674

I can't quite make it out

The funny thing is it was

written to a woman named Kris

Maybe, you were named after her

I have brought her to you, my prince

Your sacrifice as it was written

A child of the call,

born on the blue moon

and she has the blood

This is my gift to your glory

Yeah man, but school is

not the real world, okay

It is all crap

It's not going to be anything like it

not in a million years

I'll get it

You are a dreamer man

Big dreamer

Yeah?

Hello, my name is Phillip Covington

Kris, this is Philip...

He says he needs to talk to you

He says that he is...

...an architect with

a particular interest

in old houses

I've admire the house for some time

and I couldn't believe

my good fortune that the

Miller house was finally

open and the owner home no less

I'm just learning about the house myself

from Mr. butterfield

This house is actually quite famous

It has been painted countless times

It was even an artist's

home in times past

I could show you some drawings

You do realize the house

could be worth a fortune

very powerful energy in this place

They say the wood was

brought over from Spain

from an old church

One must feel it

Excuse me

I've been town historian

here for 37 years

and I have never seen any paintings

and as an expert on the

genealogy of the Miller family

I can assure you no

artist ever lived here

I'm afraid you are wrong

There is one here right now

Would you mind if I look around?

No, be my guest

I didn't catch your name, sir

I wonder if you could

tell me your business here

I'll need those letters

For her eyes only, I'm afraid

How do you know about those letters?

Give them to me

I believe I'll have a

conversation with young Kris

That won't be possible

I can't breath...

Then let me give you some air

Those who forget the past

are doomed to repeat it

Where's Mr. Butterfield?

He couldn't stay

He said he needed some air

I didn't see him leave

The storm is terrible

I forgot to ask him about the letters

Oh yes, he mentioned them

I am sure he'll return

What did he say about them?

The contents were rather vague

Something about we need a

new mule but a churn is broken

Those the sort of thing

those poor folks worried about

but enough of ancient history

I really should be going

No...

The storm

Maybe, you can stay

just for lunch or until

the storm let's up

Yes, I suppose it

would give me more time

to see the house and to get to know you

You could probably tell

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