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- Can I ask for one more story?

- He's interested in the ghost
stories.

- I see

- Borley has quite the
reputation.

- Oh, of course it does.

Nearby villages often ask
me how I can stand it.

- And with good cause.

This is an old place, and old
places have lots of secrets.

There have been many strange
and unusual occurrences here.

- Have you ever experienced
anything unusual?

- Well, that's an interesting
question

to ask a man of faith, Charles.

- Yeah, I suppose it is.
- Oh, go on, Father,

tell him the story.
- No, Harry, don't.

I don't think the young
man's stomach could take it.

- I'm strong of mind.
This subject intrigues me.

- I do have some stories,
I suppose.

Very well, this.

It all began a great many
years ago, of course.

There was a nun, you
see, her name was Marie.

She was a diligent,
hardworking, devoted woman,

but not to the Lord.

Her relationship went against
everything

the church stands for.

- Please. Please. Please.

- A great scandal at that time.

Even now, it seems that men of
power

and the corruption that comes
with it go hand in hand.

He knew, he knew she would be a
problem.

- You should have seen your
face.

- Bravo, Kitty.

It is all Henry's fault, he
suggested it.

- Oh really?
- Well, of course, old chum.

I knew you were more
interested in the spooks

in the gauze than the Bible, so
yes,

I decided to have a bit of fun
with you.

- And of course, I allowed them
to indulge

in this little prank.

- Well, it doesn't feel very-
- I think it's time we retired

for the evening.

Now, there are no such things as
ghosts

and nothing haunts this place.

I give you my word.

- I really don't know why
you felt the pressing need

to tell that ghastly story.

- The young like the macabre.

- Mm, indulging them is not
prudent.

What are you doing?
- Nothing.

- Get to bed,

- Kitty, is that you?

- Father.
- What?

- Father, what is it?
- The box, son.

The box. Now!

I'm fine. Just need a moment.

Listen to me, my boy. Listen to
me.

I charge you this box, my son,

the stories are true, Henry.

- What do you mean they're true?

- True. These eyes have seen it.

And if you believe in
the word of the Lord,

you must believe me.

Now, one day you will
tread in my footsteps.

- Father, of course, perhaps as
rector.

- No, no, no, no.

Not just as rector.

Your mother, your sisters,

they will need your protection.

Now, not just the strength of
the Lord,

your strength, Henry.

Yours.

Now, you must promise me-

- I do.
- Promise me now!

- I promise.
- Promise.

- I promise. I promise, Father.

What is it?

- It's your legacy, my son.

Good morning, dear sisters.

How are we all today?

- Henry.
- Oh, thank you.

Oh, what lovely basket.
Oh, and another one.

- Would you mind taking my hat?

- Ah, are we incapable of
holding our own hat boxes?

Oh, thank you.

Right. Thank you.

- I must say, being the rector
does suit you, dear brother.

- Oh, thank you, Mabel, you're
too kind.

- Father would be proud.
- How was London?

- Delightful, though
a sign

of husband material,

I must say.
- I'm awfully tired now.

- God, must
you be quite so obvious?

- Do not judge me so harshly,
Caroline.

Kitty had her nose in a book
again.

- Oh did she now?

- Nothing wrong with being
educated.

- Well, that sounds like a dig

- Now, now, dear sisters, come
on.

Let's save the lashings
'till at least after supper.

- Freda, it's you.
- I'm ready.

Good one.

- Caroline.
- Don't gripe.

- She likes griping.
- Thank you.

- Who's turn is it?
- It's Henry.

- Oh, is it me again?

- Henry. Henry, you disappoint
me.

- I disappoint you?

- Yes, your sisters,

they flagrantly disregard
the teachings of the Bible.

- Mother, you act like
they're out of control.

I mean, they're just trying
to be like any other girl

in this country.

- Of course, Freda wants
to get married, but Kitty,

ugh, I fear your father
indulge her far too much

when she was younger.

- Kitty would much rather make
her own way in this world.

- Well, I don't think that's
Kitty's choice to make.

- Mother.

- Anyway, I've spoken to Mrs.
Smith.

Her son Roger seems like
an eligible bachelor.

- Mother, are you trying to
marry her off?

- Henry, the rectory is your
world,

mine is raising the children.

- Freda wants a husband.

I don't know why you
don't focus your efforts

on trying to find her the
most eligible bachelor.

- Because Freda is younger.

She has time. She will find a
husband.

But Kitty, I mean,

I cannot bear the thought
of her becoming a spinster.

- Kitty knows her own mind,
Mother,

and with that, she knows her own
heart.

- And I don't? I'm her mother.

- Well, yes, but-
- And I'm yours.

- Yes, Mother. Look, I'm not
trying to argue with you.

I'm simply saying-

- Good.
- Right. Yes.

- Very well. I'll speak
to her in the morning.

- Oh, this is quite the
punishment.

- I know, sister.

- You know, I sometimes wonder
if mother's whole purpose

in life is just to make our
lives as difficult as possible.

- You wouldn't be blamed for
thinking so.

I suppose we are helping Henry.

- Yes, there is that.

Oh, is that the priest hole?

- Yes. I remember that.

You hated going in there.

- Yes, well, I was a child then.

- And now?

You're still frightened of it.

- No.
- Then go in there.

- No, you go in there.
- Oh, I'm not scared.

- Well?
- It's cold in here.

- Kitty!
- I'm fine.

- There's something in here.

- What is it?

- I think I remember Father with
this box.

- Oh my.

- What is this?

- Do you think Henry knows?

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Father, he made me swear to
him.

- Swear to what? Not tell us?

- He was a complicated man.

- Oh, I understand that.

But even the letters in
there were for Reverend Shaw.

- Yes, I know.

- Father said all of this was
nonsense.

- Yes, but I feel he might
have just been saying that

for the sake of Mother.

- Mother?

- Look, I think the best
cause of action here

is to just draw a line
under the whole thing.

- Henry.
- Kitty.

But you haven't seen
anything though, have you?

- That's not the point.

Father surely felt that
something was going on here.

- I dunno. I dunno.

But I can see what I have seen,
and I haven't seen anything.

- Uncle!
- Freda!

- We wondered if you were going
to visit.

- Your smile alone is worth the
journey.

- A flattery uncle.

- Oh, I do so wish you
wouldn't call me uncle.

He does age oneself so.

- I'll try to remember that,
uncle.

- How are you?
- Freda?

- Duty calls. Will you
join us?

- Well, that depends.

Is your mother still-
- Prone to being a battle axe?

- Your words, not mine.

- Come and judge for yourself.

- Mr. Somerset, it's been some
time.

- I thought I'd drop by.

I heard the whole family was
here.

- Hmm. Indeed.

Freda, I need you and your
sisters

to run some errands for me in
the village.

- Oh, Mother.
- Freda.

- Very well.

- There's money in the drawing
room.

You may fetch yourself dinner,
but do not be back too late.

- Of course, Mother,

- It really is good to see you.

- And yourself.

It seemed right to pay a visit.

- Of course.

- And how is the good lady of
the house?

- Charmed, as always.
- Yeah. Truly.

- Would you care to join me for
supper?

- I would be delighted.

- I do sometimes wonder if
mother does these things

as some kind of torture.

- Oh, come now, don't gripe.
- I like griping.

- That is very true.

Mother does like things just so.

- Caroline?
- What is it?

- There's someone there in the
grounds.

- What is that?
- Mabel, Caroline, get Henry.

Quickly. Don't look back.

- Who is that?
- Just wait.

- Kitty?

Kitty?

Kitty, stop.

- Freda, come with me. Don't
look back.

- Kitty, some cocoa?

- Come and sit down.
- Yes, come on.

There you go.

- Anything?

- How's Mabel?
- She can't sleep.

I doubt any of us could sleep.

It must still be out there
somewhere.

- Did you see in which direction
she went?

- No, I tried to look
but Kitty pushed me away.

- No shame, Freda.

- Kitty, did you see which way
she went?

- No.

One moment she was there

and the next she was gone.

- Henry's gone outside to
see if he can see anything.

- Now, please don't
take this the wrong way,

but I do think it's important to
remember

that we both share equal
responsibility in this household.

And yes, whilst I might be in
charge

of the household itself,

I do think it's important
that you really think, Kitty.

I think you really need to
think about the potential

of getting married.

Kitty? Kitty?

- It's the nun. Father saw it as
well.

Look, it's exactly like
the one father described

in his story.

What?
- Kitty, I think perhaps-

- I think perhaps spending
too much time with Mother

is starting to rub off on you.

- Kitty, I don't disbelieve you.

- Then what?
- Please.

- I know what mother thinks of
me.

Father truly believed
something was going on here,

something beyond any of our
understanding.

Perhaps now we owe it
to him to find out what.

- I suppose you heard all
about the excitement yesterday.

- Oh, bits and pieces. Did you
see it?

- I dunno what I saw.
- I see.

- Have you ever seen anything
that you can't explain?

- Well, I'm afraid not.
You've gone quite pale.

- You know, even as a child,
I never liked this place.

It always had a shadow upon
it. Does that make sense?

- Well, a little.

I mean, as a visitor, as
a friend of the family,

I mean, seeing the
family here is wonderful,

but the building itself, it
makes me feel a little uneasy.

I mean, my father-
- What?

Well, he never saw anything,
but he would feel it in-

- In your bones?
- Exactly.

- Do you feel it?
- Well, a little,

but I try not to think about it.

- How do you manage that?
- Well, the fact

that I don't live here
actually makes it a lot easier.

- You are teasing me.

- I wouldn't dare.
- Did father ever confide

in you about this place?

- Well, he would sometimes
discuss it,

but you know, very broadly.

He did maintain some correspondence
with a chap called Shaw.

- Oh, yes, yes, that's a
familiar name.

- Oh, well, Shaw was some kind
of expert in these matters,

If you can be an expert, I
suppose,

- What do you suppose
something like that would want?

- To live.

- Help me.

- You made me jump.

- Mother, I need to talk to you.

- It's the air, it's just the
air.

- What?

- What are you doing up anyway?

- I should like to ask you
the same question, Mother.

Mother? Mother?

- No!
- What is all this?

I mean, this is your
handwriting.

What is it? Explain it to me.

- Father had been recording.

- They were stories.

- No, Mother.
- Yes.

Just stories, and that's all.
- Mother, please.

- I saw the nun outside.
- Hmm.

- Well, that's as far as I know,

and that's all Henry knows as
well.

- I see.

Well, I shall have some
words with your brother

in the morning.

- Oh, Mother, please.

It's not like he's keeping us a
secret.

- Really?

Well, this seems the very
definition of a secret.

Wouldn't you agree?

- Well, Father kept this from
you as well.

I didn't mean to hurt you,
but it's true, he did.

I'm sorry.
- No, you're not.

Your sisters are right about
you.

It's all too much,

head in the clouds and
not where it should be,

which is right here.

No, I shall have some very stern
words

for all members of this family
tomorrow.

- No, Mother, please.

- I will no longer allow you

to continue it.

- Did you hear that?
- Yes.

An intruder.

- Mother, why earth do
you have that in here?

- Because when I'm on my own
here,

the nights are long

and the lady of the house
has to protect herself.

- Mother.
- This home is our castle

and I shall defend it.

Hello?

Hello?

Go and fetch your brother.
- Mother.

- No, please, please just go
quickly. Go!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

- Help me.
- Who are you?

- We need to hide.

- If we hide, he will not find
us.

- Now, listen, my son is
a man of the good book.

He will help us.

- We could hide in the
dark, he will not see us.

- Who? Who won't see us?
- He's coming. He's coming.

- How is she, doctor?

- I do not know her medical
history

and I'm not the family doctor,

however, physically she's well.

- I'm sorry, what?

- Well, it's hard to say,
really.

It reminds me of the men's
faces I would see returning

from the last World War.

- Is there something wrong
with you, woman? Explain.

- Fear, Mr. Bull. She's in
shock.

Something has really
frightened your mother.

- Right. Yes.

- Give her
some time to convalesce.

- Of course.

- Can I offer you my sincere
apologies?

I was delayed in Ipswich.

- Dr. Ambrose, finally, some
semblance of bloody order.

- I've already looked
over her, I'm the doctor.

- No, I'm the doctor, the family
doctor,

I have been for many years.

There's no need for you to stay
anymore.

I'll take it from here.

- I will be billing you for my
time.

- I do hope Mother is in good
hands.

- It seems there are many hands.

- Do you think it could be
stress?

The other doctor seemed to think
so.

- She was right in her findings,

but insufficient in her
diagnosis.

Every time I come to this
building,

it's because of an emergency,
and with good reason.

You'll be pleased to hear
that on this occasion,

there is no emergency
with your good mother.

She just needs rest, and
she'll be good in the morning.

- So, what do you think
have caused such symptoms?

- The symptoms of this building,

its garden, the nearby church.

You two should know that by now,

but recently I felt a change.

- We've been experiencing
some strange occurrences.

- Yes, thank you, Kitty.

We have all been experiencing
some ghostly phenomena.

- You have, and I can sense it
here now,

waiting, watching, ready
to strike at the weakest.

Didn't your father teach you
anything?

They have to be controlled and
contained.

Talking about the entities
just releases their energy,

which is why I ignore it.

Ignorance can be bliss.

- Oh, how can we ignore it?
If it attacks our family?

We have to confront it.

- Strong words.

Are you sure you have the
ability

to back up your intentions?

- I do.
- We do.

And now we know what it's
capable of.

We've been reading my
father's writings and, yes,

we now know the story of
the priest and the nun.

- I've been your family
doctor for many years

and I see what can happen.

You see things. They want you
to see them, terrible things.

Your father was a
guardian of this rectory.

The whole area was protected by
him,

and before that his father did
the same,

and before that there
was a warden protecting

and controlling the entities
to keep the families safe.

And you have let them loose.

- How?
- Your lack of faith,

I can sense them distrusting
you.

Every day, your father went to
church.

Every day, he prayed to
protect those he loved.

He did it for you.

- He was never here.

He cared more about the
flock and the parish

than he ever did about us.

- You're so wrong. It
meant everything to him.

It was his way of controlling
the energies

so they could never be seen by
you.

- We didn't experience

very much paranormal activity as
children.

- But that's because he was
busy doing what he needed to do

to protect you all.

- Well, he never told us any of
this.

- He wrote it down,

but he didn't have the chance
to tell you everything.

But you must understand that
whatever it,

it's been here for hundreds
of years, waiting to get out,

waiting to be free.

- What do you know about
the priest and the nun?

- How do we end this?
- End it?

- Doctor, how do you make them
leave?

- You don't understand anything
at all.

This is their home. There's
no cause for them to leave.

They want you to leave,

and do everything they
can to make that happen.

The stronger they get, the
more powerful they become.

- Please! Please!

- Mother?
- I'm here.

- But how can that be?

- In times of need we are
allowed to visit our loved ones.

- But-
- Do not worry.

I'm here to help you.

Now, what is all this?

Lying in bed, feeling sorry for
yourself,

this really will not do.

- But something has happened,
something I cannot explain.

- I know what has occurred,
and that is why I am here.

I did not raise you to
hide away from your fears.

It's a sign of insecurity.

You must tackle this priest head
on.

You must be strong.

You must not show weakness to
your family.

I showed you the love you
needed as a child, remember?

- Of course. I remember
everything.

- I also imparted the importance
of love for your family.

I see them reaching out for
you and you reject them.

- But that's not so. I love
them with all of my heart.

- The rectory is alive

with the spirits your
husband once kept back.

The priest is after them all.

Henry is doubting his faith,

and your lack of love for them
all

is making him feel this way.

- What about the nun?

I mean, I've seen her more than
ever

and I feel the presence of the
priest.

It's consuming us.

- You can save her as well,

but you must save your family
first.

Send them all away.

Send the children away, then
you can confront the priest.

- I love you, Mother.
- I love you.

You are forever in my heart,
Constance.

- Mother?

Mother, what is it? What did you
see?

- You must protect them.
- What?

- Please, you must protect them.

- That's, Father once said-
- what?

- Father once said something
very similar

to what you just said.

- There is something evil
lurking here.

Please.
- Mother.

- Please, protect them, promise
me.

- I promise you, I will.
- Take them to London.

- Save them.
- Of course.

I will do as you ask, Mother.

Somerset and I will stay
up through the night,

right until dawn.

- For what purpose?
- To see what's afoot?

- Afoot?? Henry, you know
what's afoot and it's dangerous.

- Yes, but I also know

how well you fooled
Charles al those years ago.

- So, what are you saying?

That this is just some
prankster,

someone with little else
to do but play games?

- What I'm saying is Somerset
and I will spend the night.

- Oh, then I will too.
- No, I'd really rather

if you didn't.
- Well, I'd much rather do

as I say rather than as you
please.

- Fine. Yes, you too, but nobody
else.

Do I make myself clear? Yes?

Good.

- I still miss him.
- As do I, sister.

- Why do you think
father hid this from us?

- Probably for the same reason

that I never said anything to
anyone after

he confided in me.
- What reason?

- It's my burden to carry, I
suppose.

- He asked that you protect us?

- Yes. Yes, he did.

You know, I often wonder

if there was an air of
melancholy about him.

But then again, I've never
actually seen anything.

Wait here.

- Henry?

Henry?

- Kitty. Sorry.

Somerset, he's heard something.

- There!

- Dear Reverend Shaw,

I hope this letter finds you
well.

My name is Kitty Bull.

You knew my father, Harry
Bull, from Borley Rectory.

You may not know, but my father
passed some years before.

I write to you

because I remember how
close you were to my father,

how close you were to all of us.

But there's more. There's more
than just your friendship.

There's your interest in the
supernatural

and there are your
correspondences with my father

where you discussed what was
happening here at Borley.

I found these letters
amongst my father's things.

And when I say my father's
things, I refer to a box,

a box of items related

to various supernatural
occurrences here at the rectory.

I can only suppose from this
that my father confided in you,

that your knowledge of
this place runs deeper

than what we thought.

I fear our family are
victims of a frightful curse.

Some terrifying presence
seems to have taken root

in this house and I'm unclear
why,

but I hope that you may be able
to help us find the answers.

I am afraid that we are at a
wit's end,

gripped with a terror that
I cannot possibly fathom.

I can only hope that you
may be able to help us find

the answers we so desperately
seek.

Yours sincerely, Kitty Bull.

- Do you think the letter will
reach him?

- I only sent it three days
ago, so I can only hope.

- Do you think it will help?
- Father confided in him.

- Sorry. Yeah. That just
doesn't mean very much.

- I suppose.

- Why now? I mean really,
honestly, why now?

- With what's been going?
- Yeah, but it's been years.

Sure there's been a few bangs
and knocks,

but this is a veritable
avalanche.

- I know. I keep pondering that
myself.

- Every time I close my
eyes,

I see that bloody priest's face.

- I know, I know. As do I.

- That door always does
that when it's windy.

- Did you see? Did you
see how the nun, her face?

- Yes. Yes, he attacked her
just like in father's story.

- Yes, it was like a
painting come to life.

- Sister, I'm a little
bit ashamed to admit,

but see, I was so overwhelmed
with terror

that I could barely see
straight.

- Well, Mother said, Mother said
that she-

- She what?

- She said that the nun said to
hide.

- What?
- She was scared.

- I bet she was. I bet she was
terrified.

- No, not Mother, the nun.

- The nun was scared?

The nun was scared of the
priest.

- The father of her child.

- He killed her and disposed of
the body.

- Because of the scandal.

- Not just because of that.

See, I could see it in his face.

He attacked her with such a
relish.

- Yes.
- It was as if he-

- Enjoyed it.
- Yes.

- Enjoyed killing her.

- What an evil man.

- Caroline?

- Oh, you can't smell that?
- Smell what?

- God, that smell is awful.

Come with me.

- I can't move!

- Caroline!
- Mabel!

- Mabel! Caroline!

- Mabel?
- I'm fine. Get the door!

- Bow thee heads.

Repent thy sin. Repent thy
vanity.

I am the vessel and the
instrument of the Lord.

Thou shall find your salvation
through me.

- Are you sure about remaining?

- I have to do something,
Mother, I just have to.

- This won't be goodbye
forever. You'll be back soon.

- I suppose we will be.
- We'll be fine. Come.

- Protect them.
- Of course.

- Kitty.
- Bye, Mother.

- Come along.

- Your kingdom come.

Your will be done on earth as in
heaven.

- The first sighting was
when I was with my sisters.

We were taking a stroll and
that's when I first saw her.

- Kitty?

Kitty?

Kitty, stop!

- It was almost like a barrage,

one event after another,
one thing after another.

- Help me.
- Mother, what is it?

What did you see?

- And these
experiences have been limited

to those at the rectory?

- Not quite.

There!

- No, not events, not a
barrage, an assault, assault.

- Repent thy sin. Repent thy
vanity.

I am the vessel and the
instrument of the Lord.

- And that pretty much brings
us to your arrival today.

- I see.

- Well then? What do you think?

- Oh, well, I would
need to spend the night,

see what actually happens here.

- What are your initial
thoughts?

- I-
- Reverend?

- Well, it's a difficult
question.

- How so?
- Because I am a man of faith.

I base all my beliefs
on a book, this book.

You must understand that
the church isn't keen

on these experiences.
- Why?

- Well, they're concerned that
they might be misinterpreted.

- Forget all this.
- Freda.

- Can you help us?

- Very well. I shall try,
but I will need a volunteer.

You seem like you know what
you're doing.

- Well, it is the 20th century,
Reverend.

Brave New world for men and
women.

- Quite.

- Did you hear that?
- Yes.

- It was coming from that
direction.

- Come along.

- Are you quite all right?

- Yes. Yes, I'm fine.

- How much did my father
tell you about this place?

- Enough.
- He did confide in you-

- He did.
- About this place?

- Yes. Yes, Kitty.

The nun and the priest is
far more than a ghost story

to scare young children.

You must understand, it's
like some blood infection.

It infects everything around it.

It seeps into everything,
including the walls.

Your father and I corresponded
a great deal about this.

- Why you?
- Because I'm his friend,

or I was his friend.

- This goes beyond your
interest and knowledge

in the supernatural, doesn't it?

- All right, Kitty, I can sense
things,

things which you cannot see.

- Does that mean that you-
- I do not have the words

to fully explain what it is I
can do.

- I see.
- We should continue the work.

I promise it will help.

- So, if you can sense things-

- You're going to ask me
what we should do next.

- Yes.
- I believe that it's possible

to send the priest away.

- Set the nun free?
- You feel empathy

for the nun?

Does she not scare you too,
Kitty.

The nun and the priest
are trapped in some tragic

and terrifying duet.

I believe we have to break it.

What we have here is an
awakening caused

by your disturbance of the box.

You've awoken these spirits.

- But what about my father's
interest?

In fact, Shaw, what about your
interest?

- For whatever the reason,

I believe that Kitty, Kitty
is somehow the key to this.

I believe that there is
a way to expel the priest

from the rectory.
- How?

- I do not know, but we will
endeavour to find out together.

For now, we must see how
the night progresses.

We should be ready.

- It's happening!

It's happening!

- I pray.

I pray to the Lord to help
me, but He never helps.

- Only He comes.
- Who comes?

- Protect this child for
the sanctity of Christ.

May God have mercy on your soul,
sister.

- Please.

- You have brought irreparable
harm against the sanctity

of our church.

And I cannot go before the
congregation

and bear a false witness
for your sin, Marie.

God damns all sinners.

- That's it. Keep going.

Keep going.
- Push! Push!

Please! No! Please!

No! Please, no!

- This is your
sin, you must bear it.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Almost there. Almost
there.

A few more. A few more.
- I can't do it! I cannot.

I cannot!

- God damns all sinners, Marie.

- Please, Lord, please,
Lord, hear my prayer.

- Sister, your baby.

- My child. My child.

Please.
- Sleep well, my sister.

In the name of the Father-
- My child.

- The Son, and the Holy Ghost.

- Please, please.

My child. Please.

- Reverend?

Reverend?

- A cycle. What on earth do you
mean?

- The nun and the priest,
they're connected.

- How?

- Well, the nun was
frightened, she was scared of-

- Was scared of the priest.
- Exactly.

Her body was beaten,
strangled, she was terrified.

And the priest, well, he's
just the epitome of evil.

It's almost as if he
was the devil himself.

- It wasn't a relationship
between them, it was-

- Yes.

Look, what's going on here is
much more

than a simple ghost story.

- Do continue.
- Marie Alier,

that's the name of the nun.

She's a real nun.

She was brought over from Le
Havre Monastery in France.

And the priest is a real priest.

His name was Sebastian
Waldegrave.

- But the priest, the priest
was always just a story.

- I've seen many references
to him in the records.

- There are records?

- Oh, for many centuries,

there was no better record
keeper than the church.

- What did he do?

- Well, he had his way
with her again and again,

night after night, against her
will

- Caroline described his hot
breath of-

- You're saying this thing, this
thing,

this thing tried to, with
Caroline, with my Caroline?

What a violent, evil thing.

- Agreed.

And outta this hellish
nightmare,

there was a child conceived

and a child taken away from the
nun.

I do not know what happened to
the child. I fear the worst.

- This awful story. Where did it
happen?

- Here. Right here, she was
beaten, strangled, and murdered.

The rectory is the epicentre.

- What became of him?

- Cromwellian Monks exacted
a terrible punishment

for his crimes.
- He was burned alive.

- Good.
- That's right.

He was burned alive.

- Well, like you said, a duet
trapped in an endless cycle.

- An endless, hellish cycle.

They're forced to relive

the moment of their death over
and over.

- Unless-
- Unless we would attempt

to set them free.

- How on earth do we do that?

- The nun communicated with
your mother, albeit briefly.

She did the same with me.

I believed that if I could

effectively communicate back
with her,

we could set her free.
- To where?

- To where all good souls
go.

- And how do we do that?

- We would allow one of the
souls to inhabit one of us.

- What?

- You must understand, the
nun, the child is the key,

but the nun, if the nun
could inhabit one of us,

even for just a moment,

well then the priest
would've nothing to pursue.

He would be free of his vile
crusade.

And in that moment,

I believe he'd be sucked
straight to hell.

- This is preposterous.

- I can barely comprehend your
plan.

Allow one of us to be taken
over?

- Its possession.
- Yes. A possession. Exactly.

- How long have they been
around?

- They have been here
for many, many years,

watching and waiting.

- I will no longer allow you to
continue.

- It's important to remember

that we both share equal
responsibility in this household.

And yes, whilst I might be in
charge

of the household itself,
I do think it's important.

I'm sorry, I can't allow this to
happen.

I'm sorry, I just cannot.

- Have you not seen what
has already happened

to your sisters?
- I cannot believe-

- The attacks will only
gain over

the coming weeks and months.

How long would you propose
you live like this?

- I cannot believe that a man of
the cloth

is even suggesting such a thing.

- Henry?
- What?

- He's right, Henry. It's the
only way.

This is our home, Henry, our
home.

We have to protect our home,
not run away into the night.

- Kitty.
- A vessel.

- Yes.
- When do we start?

There are no records, are
there, of the priest and Marie?

What is it? Is it a gift?

- A gift? I'm sure I would
describe it as a gift.

It's a pain, Kitty,

a terrible pain like no one has
ever felt,

and it's right up here.

Perception and voices.

I hear the voices all the
time, deafening voices.

- And with this?
- And with this,

I can feel everything, their
emotions.

Did you know she begged?

She begged and she begged.

And then when that didn't work,

she prayed and she prayed and
she prayed,

and no one ever came.

And now she's trapped within
these walls.

- I see.
- But the names,

the names I don't get from her.

The names I get from him,

because I can feel his thoughts
too,

his dark, sadistic thoughts.

It's like seeing the face of the
devil

and not being able to shut it
off ever.

- Curse rather than a gift.

- Indeed.
- You know, my father,

he said to protect the family.

He asked Henry,

but I now feel that I'm
being asked to do so.

- Well, your father was a wise
man.

Perhaps he had some perception
of what was in store.

Intangible, unclear, but
a perception nonetheless.

- Protect them at all costs.

- Well then, shall we bring
everyone

and everything to the table?

Very well.

These items are like
conduits, if you will.

The connective tissue between
our world and the next.

- Why toys?

- These lost souls are like
children.

These toys, they help them to
reach out,

they encourage them.

Think of it like a flame on a
candle

and they're attracting a moth.

You will see.

Can I ask that we all link
hands with your palms face down?

We must connect and form a
circle.

Whatever happens, do not break
the circle.

Let's begin.

We call out to the
spirit world with a plea.

If there are any spirits
here, let yourself be known.

Give us a sign.

We call out to the spirit
world. Hear our plea.

Give us a sign that you are
there.

- Come on, come on.

Take the bait.

We call out to the spirit
world. Hear our plea.

Give us a sign that you are
there. We know you are there.

We know you are there.

- This is probably a waste of
time.

- It's working.
- What now?

- Spirit, thank you for giving
us a sign.

Please allow us to commune with
you.

Please walk with us once
more into the light.

It's working. It's working. You
see?

This is...

What is this?

- There's something. There's
something in the corner.

There's something in the corner.

- Do not break the circle.
- For God's sake, Somerset,

put your hands back.
- Somerset, hands.

- Please, Mr. Somerset,
please, rejoin the circle.

- I'm so sorry.

- There's nothing to be afraid
of. Please do not panic.

We have merely offered them an
invitation.

- What?
- We've shown them the door

to access our realm.

If they walk through the door,

they will be able to interact as
us.

Touch, see, smell, hear.

They'll be able to do
whatever they desire.

I will attempt to
communicate with the spirit.

Spirit, hear me. Channel
your energy through my body.

You may.

- What is this? Where is this
coming from?

- I'm here.
- Kitty, be calm.

Kitty, do not try to resist.

- Are you sure?
- Do not break the circle.

- He's here.
- Kitty!

- It's not her, it's Marie.

- Marie, Marie, you must listen
to Kitty.

Kitty, tell her who you are.

- Tell her what?

- Tell her how to save herself.

- She's not interested in saving
herself,

she's interested in saving her
child.

- How do I know that?

- I am the lord of.

- Yes. It's good.

Oh, it's good.

It's perfect.

Hello, my darling.

It's been so long.

Now, where were we?

- You're dealing
with a man of true faith.

I'll not let you. I'll not let
you.

- I've got you.
- You are dealing

with a man of faith.

I will not allow you to use this
vessel.

I will not allow you. I
will not allow you to.

I'll not allow you.

Now.
- I you

to leave this vessel.

I exercise you by the living
God, Ghost.

In the name of Jesus Christ-
- In the name of Jesus Christ.

- Who comes to judge
the living and the dead.

In the name of of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

Our father who are art in
heaven,

hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done on
earth as it is in heaven.

Give us today our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who
trespass against us.

Lead us not to temptation,
but deliver us from evil!

- Marie, Marie, you
need to let my sister go

and you'll be free, I promise.

I promise you'll be free. Now,
let her go.

Let her go.

- Kitty? Kitty?

Kitty? Kitty?

- Freda.

- Kitty.

- The child survived.

- Kitty.

- God the Father.

- So, what happened?
- Well, I freed her.

The nun was never concerned
with saving herself,

merely her child.

She possessed your body.

She could feel your bloodline.

- So, when she took me, she was
able to-

- She felt your strength, your
words,

you connected with her.

In that moment, you freed her
completely.

You allowed her to rest in
peace.

- I see. And him?

- Terrified.

After Marie had left, he knew
exactly where he was going.

- Where did he go?
- Where all wicked people go.

- It all looks so peaceful.
- In a way, it is.

- You said for now.
- The cycle of the nun

and the priest is broken,

but this is an old place, Kitty,

and it has seen many residents,

not all of whom are at peace,
I'm afraid.

- How long will the
rectory know peace for?

- A while.

But you know when something
dies,

it leaves an imprint of itself
here.

It's best not to disturb it.

You know-
- What is it?

- Well, you know your
mother and father loved you

as one of their own, but they
did tell me of your adoption.

I only bring it up now as I
wondered,

did you never consider your
roots?

- What do you mean?
- Well, you, the nun,

this place, it seems like it
has a way to reconnect souls

that were once thought lost.

- I'm a descendant of Marie?
- Yes, you are,

and perhaps you have her
strength too.

- Thank you.
- You're more than welcome.

- What's now for you?

- Oh, I shall find
somewhere new to move to,

somewhere recently
built, preferably with
no history at all.

- That sounds like a good idea.