INT. ABANDONED HOUSE. AFTERNOON.
CLOSEUP: VALENTINE, disbelief registers on his face.
VALENTINE: You can end this?
CHLOE ISIS: What do you know about that?
MOLAY: I’m a member of an ancient order. A warrior-priest, you might say.
VALENTINE: Is that why you carry a sword?
MOLAY: I took fencing when I was a kid. It’s not the same as fighting with a real sword, but it’s a good primer.
CHLOE ISIS retrieves her empty rifle and slings it over her shoulder.
CHLOE ISIS: More reliable than a gun.
MOLAY: You’re one to talk.
VALENTINE: That gun has been empty for a week.
MOLAY: Why carry it?
VALENTINE: We’ll find something to put in it.
MOLAY: I know a weapon that can put fear in their heart again. It’s called the Long Chant.
CHLOE ISIS: It’s a prayer?
MOLAY: A curse, actually. Something to drive these creatures back to their own existence. The Long Chant must be...
VALENTINE: Wait, from Lovecraft? That’s a story!
MOLAY: You know of it. Good. Lovecraft was once a high priest in my order. He revealed much more than he was given credit, but he provided us with a means to shut the door.
CHLOE ISIS: That stuff isn’t real, is it?
VALENTINE: No.
MOLAY: It is. We need to go to the Confluence at the heart of the city.
CHLOE ISIS: The Confluence! I told you!
VALENTINE: Chris was right.
CHLOE ISIS: You know all the chants and rituals?
MOLAY: I’ve studied them for years.
CHLOE ISIS: Will it work? Will it turn those monsters into people again?
MOLAY: I don’t know at all.
CHANGO enters with a shotgun leveled on them.
CHANGO: Peek-a-boo. I knew you’d try to hide in the first house you came to.
Continued tomorrow
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