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Jubal and I haven't been TOGETHER in a while... not since before our "Lost Weekend". / Anyway, these doughnuts are for him. It's his favorite snack. Doughnuts with peanut butter in the hole. / Ah... bribery. You put the peanut butter in his doughnut hold and he puts his... / CYNTHIA! / I'm not a COMPLETE airhead, you know. / OHHHH... ME. |
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That for me? / Mm hmm. These SUGAR bombs are definitely for you. / My favorite! / Of course! / Took you long enough to bribe me back. What gives. / I was hoping my FEMININE WILES would do the trick. / Well... the truth be told they would have, 'cept I was waiting for the doughnuts. / YOU!! / Paul!! Chelsea!! Jubal!! Help!! |
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What is it, honey? What's wrong? / A man. I saw a man walk by me. He was dressed... weird. / I'll check upstairs. / I just saw him out of the corner of my eye, but he looked... angry. |
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The upstairs is clean. There are a couple of old tramps that live downtown, but they don't get this way much. / I didn't see anyone either. Are you sure you saw someone? / Yes. / He had white hair and looked, I don't know... British or something. / Cynthia. Take a look next door. / A big screen TV? |
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Our neighbor has a big screen TV and it appears to be tuned to... Monty Python. / No one expects the Spanish Inquisition. / No, no, no, no... NO! I saw a man in this house. / I'll start on the cleansing spell. If there are any critters in the house it should ward them off or at least reveal them. / Critters? |
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Grandma calls any foreign entity, be they ghosts, spooks, demons, poltergeists, etc,... Critters. / First I have to find the HEART of the house. It could be the living room, kitchen... / Or a child's room. / This is it. This is the HEART of the house, but there appears to be an intense negativity here too. |
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Okay. We need to light these white candles and place them at each window in the house. / Then I'll go by and sprinkle a little salt on -- / Ahh -- YEOWWW!! / What? Chelsea, what's wrong?! / M-My ear. Oww -- |
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Goddess... it hurts! Like my eardrum popped. / Has this happened before? / Owwww! No, just hurts. / I'll take you home. / We'll take her to the clinic. / Uhh -- / I think Chelsea's grandmother should handle this. |
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Awww, Chelsea went all "Grrrr" again. / Oh, so Chelsea's a panther again. Is that it? / Cynthia, if I turn around I'm NOT going to see Chelsea as a panther. / See, everything's okay. / Okay?! We bought a haunted house? How can it be okay?! / The house isn't haunted. / Next I'll find out I'm carrying the Devil's love child -- Rosemary's Baby. / I doubt that. I never made a pact with the Devil. / Huh? / In Rosemary's Baby the husband makes a pact with the Devil. That's why she's carrying the Devil's child. I never made such a pact. / Well, I should hope not. |
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It definitely looks red in there. How does it feel? / Fine now. / It doesn't hurt at all? / Nope. / I was doing a cleansing spell in Cynthia's new home when all of a sudden Wham! It felt like someone busted my eardrum. / Did you feel a presence? / Mmmm, not really. |
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I found the heart of the house, but it was encompassed with a negative aura -- intensely negative. / That must have been where it happened. / What happened? / Dr. Wellington, who owned the house when we moved here, was a fine man. He patched up my ankle when I was twelve -- an accident from basketball. / He was a fine man, but he did have a temper on occasion. One day, as the rumor went, he hit his daughter so hard that it busted her left eardrum. She was deaf in her left ear from then on. / Wow. |
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Wellington beat his daughter? / As far as anyone knows it was just the one time. / You could have experienced a past event playing back. If you didn't feel a presence, then that's most likely what it was. / You CAN be overly receptive to such things. / I suppose that's it. / I'm sure of it. / In that case I'll do the cleansing spell tomorrow morning. / What? |
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You're going to do the spell? But Cynthia's my sister. I should... / Is that someone's pride showing? / Well, I... / And that's not all you're showing. Your glamour spell is wearing off. / ? / Uh... oops. / I'd say that about COVERS it. |
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Jubal, I... uh... need to talk to you about a couple of things. / Mut's mup? / You don't remember much about your "Lost Weekend" do you? / I remember you came into the radio station and said... something about something... and the next thing I knew I was at a Star Trek convention. A Dr. McCoy came up to me and told me to go home. So, I did. / And you thought the CATS had brought you out of the spell, but they didn't -- you did. |
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I remember finding you lying on the floor of your bathroom -- all that blood. If I hadn't come when I did -- you never did tell me why. You only said some vampire cast a spell on us both. / You could have pushed for answers. You were entitled. / Pushing someone who just tried to commit suicide isn't a good idea... besides I'm not sure I really wanted to know. I guess I'm going to know now, huh? / Walk with me. |
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The cemetery? / Anna's grave. This has a lot to do with her. / I thought she was attacked by a -- it was the vampire. The vampire that cast the spell. It killed her. / Yeah SHE did. / Her name was Rose and I watched her die. / Well, I can't say that I'm sorry. Anything that would kill a child. / I think I was in love with her. / I MADE love to her. I hated what she did to Anna, but there was still something about Rose that I cared for deeply. / She cast a spell on me to release my inhibitions. It worked. I turned into some -- monster and nearly killed a woman and child. / But I loved her on my own. |
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I'm sorry. / Sorry?! You tell me that you were in love with someone else... someone who killed a child and zapped me with a spell... and all you can say is -- sorry? / She made me hit you!! / I thought you said you didn't remember what happened. / Huh? |
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You told me you didn't remember hitting me. Did you lie to me? / I just wanted to put it all behind us -- act like nothing happened. You know... forget. / I'd like to forget too, but I can't, because it's all my fault. It's my fault that you hit me -- Anna's death -- Eleanor -- that you died -- everything. / It all happened because of me. |
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It's all your fault? Everything revolves around you because of the curse? Is that it? / Did YOU kill the little girl? Did YOU shoot me? Did YOU purposely bring back Eleanor? / But those things still happened because of ME!! Rose killed Anna to get to me -- and I slept with that -- monster. / Forgive me. I even loved that... monster. |
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I've loved you since fourth grade and I always will. Nothing will ever change that. / But, uh... um... damn, this is hard to say... / But I can't BE with you if you're not in love with me too. / The course of true love never did run smooth... if I may quote the Bard. |
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A perfect world this is not, hence beings who dwell within it -- imperfect. / If you want perfect, I suggest you rent to Wizard of Oz. / However, if you desire a genuine relationship, please realize it will at times become QUITE... messy. / Yes, messy, which is very much the condition my food dish is in at the present moment -- HINT, HINT. |
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Sebastian can be a butt, still he has a point. Love isn't all flowers and pretty bows. It's hard work. / I am very much in love with you and I will work my ass off if need be... / But? / But, things could work better if we were perhaps closer in proximity than we currently are. / Will you move in with me? |
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You want me to move in with you?... Wow. / You don't have to give me your answer now. In fact before you do there is something else I need to tell you. / I don't know if I can handle much more. / Of course if I have a stroke you won't have far to bury me. / It's nothing... too traumatic. / ... But it concerns Anna. I didn't kill her, but she still died because... she knew me. It makes me wish I had never known her, though I do cherish the little time I spent with her. / What I'm trying to say is that loving you is a selfish act on my part. If I had the strength I would push you away, but I can't. I... don't want to. / I need you. / You... do, don't you. / You make me feel... so alive. |
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Good morning, sleepyhead. / Mrrowr mrrree mmm. / Here, have some sausage links. KITTY needs HER protein. / The plane is coming in for a landing. / Why couldn't I be a weregazelle? |
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Grandma, you said "Kitty needs her protein" like the panther was another entity, but she's not. She's me. As someone once told me, there is no other panther, but me. / I know dear. I know I shouldn't, but I do think of you as separate. I reckon that's not much help to you. / I'm sorry. I didn't mean it to sound snappy. You've always been there for me and I don't know what I'd do without you. I'm just trying to get my head screwed on straight. / There's a ratchet wrench in the basement if you care to use that. |
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You were out late last night. / Yeah. Jubal and I talked. / Is he moving in? / We're supposed to get together this afternoon and talk. That's after you do the cleansing at Paul and Cynthia's. I think he will. / That reminds me I need -- oh, I feel so dizzy... / Grandma!!! |
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Hey Cyn, my cell phone's ringing. Will you get that for me? It's in my side pocket. / Ooh, this is fun. / I second that. / Hello? Oh, Chelsea, how are you doing? / Grandma? |
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What's wrong? / Grandma had a stroke. Chelsea called the emts. They're taking her to the hospital now. / How bad? / They don't know. |
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Grandma's not really my grandma, but she's really the only grandma I ever had. / Daddy's parents died before I was born and Mamma's whole family lives in Georgia. Chelsea and Corrine called her grandma, so I figured she was mine too. / She's going to be fine, and no matter what, you have to know the Lord will take care of her. / I know, but I'm still scared. |
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Mama? How... how is she? / Grandma's going to be fine. She's up and talking some. / GRANDMA!! / The doctors said it was a mild stroke. They'll keep her here a couple of days for observation. / She's going to have to cut down on her workload and watch her diet a little better too. / Diet? I eat fine! / Too fine. That southern food is good, but it can get you. / How are you holding up? / Scared out of my wits. / But other than that I'm doing... good. / Being scared is understandable, but God doesn't give us any more than we can handle. / Excuse me? |
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