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Thank you.

Please could Mr Peter Kleist come to the information desk?

Please could Mr Peter Kleist come to the information desk?

I'm Peter Kleist. You called me?

Yes. Sir, this is Mr Kleist.

Peter.

- I'm Karl Hummel. - Uncle Karl.

I didn't expect you to come and pick me up.

It's the least I can do for a nephew I've never met.

- Any other luggage? - No. This is it.

- What are you doing? - I'll take it. It's not heavy.

- How's your mother? - Very well. She sends her love.

I heard you graduated with honours.

Congratulations. You're continuing the family tradition.

I try my best. But that's enough studying for now.

Don't you want to specialise?

I will one day.

But now I want to find out a few things about a certain baron.

That's why you've come to Austria.

I'm interested in our family history.

Especially that bloodthirsty baron on my father's side.

The baron's name is still very unpopular round here.

He played a big part in the local people's lives.

And his victims were real men and women.

Nobody's brave enough to go near the castle at night.

Is it true they want to turn it into a hotel?

Absolutely.

But a hotel for tourists, not for local people.

If you want to take a look, we'll drive right past it.

Great. Maybe we can even conjure up a ghost or two.

Look, that's the castle.

The devil's castle. Can we have a look inside?

Sure. We've got plenty of time.

No, Mr Dortmundt, you can't make these changes in the basement.

My dear young lady, I don't see how you can stop me.

It's not me stopping you. The Bureau has given me strict instructions...

- Hello, Eva. - Hello.

This is Peter Kleist, my nephew from America.

- Mr Dortmundt. - Nice to meet you.

- Pleased to meet you. - Likewise.

Eva's architecture degree involves protecting the castle stone by stone.

Kleist? Peter Kleist?

My nephew's the last living relative of Baron Von Kleist.

- Really? - Several generations removed, of course.

They called him Baron Blood.

I hope you haven't inherited his tendencies.

Who knows!

One of his favourite pastimes...

...was impaling the people who made him angry on stakes...

...and hanging them from the tower...

...as a warning to the people in the valley.

If he could see what Mr Dortmundt was doing to his castle,

...he'd have an extra stake made for him too.

Corpses on stakes would attract lots of American tourists.

That's not a bad idea. Mr Dortmundt would make a mint.

I'm going to see what else he's destroying behind my back.

Off you go. Check up on me.

She's obsessed. Every day it's the same old thing.

Why has that door been opened? I said it should stay shut.

- Sorry, I didn't know. - No one knows anything round here.

Hey!

Open up!

Open the door!

Can you hear me? Open up!

Open up!

Open the door!

Fritz, you're out of your mind!

Fritz!

Fritz! Don't you dare do that again.

- Eva! What happened? - It was that idiot Fritz.

He frightened the life out of me.

Fritz! Come here. Stop these stupid pranks.

That idiot caretaker loves scaring people.

Fritz, come here right now.

I'm sick of this. Do you understand?

I wonder how many victims the baron tortured with these implements.

- How are you feeling? - Better now.

Peter, if you can drag yourself away from this charming place,

...my wife will have made some typical Viennese dishes for us.

Eva, you come too.

More cake, Peter?

No, thank you. I'll get even fatter than the old baron.

The baron was a very tall man but he wasn't fat.

And how do you know?

She's right.

Von Kleist was tall and thin.

She must have seen a portrait of him.

No, I haven't.

Then how do you know what he looked like?

I've seen him at the castle.

Gretchen, I don't like you making things up.

But I swear I've seen him, Mummy.

I've seen him on my way home from school.

He was looking out of the window in the tower.

He was all burnt, like the witch said.

That explains everything.

She's heard too many stories about Elisabeth Hölle.

I've heard some too.

When the baron had her burnt at the stake...

Karl, this isn't an appropriate subject.

Marta's right, I'm sorry.

Come on, Gretchen, it's time for bed.

- Peter, Eva, excuse us. - Good night, Marta.

- Good night. - Good night, Gretchen.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Good night. - Bye, darling.

Seeing as you mentioned it, I've got something to show you.

But first I'd like to ask you what you know about Elisabeth Hölle.

Legend has it that she was a witch...

...who was burnt at the stake by the baron because he was afraid of her.

Is that all?

No. Before she died she put a curse on him.

He was to suffer a hundred times more torture than his victims.

And he did die a horrible death.

They tortured him, then set fire to his rooms.

Luckily for the castle, rain put out the flames before it was too late.

But the baron's body was never found.

Elisabeth Hölle left a spell to bring him back to life...

...to suffer the same torture again.

Here's the spell. Do you think it's authentic?

"Sator Kunik Holmat..."

- Where did you find it? - In my grandfather's attic.

I was very young at the time.

I kept it and later I started researching my family's history...

...to find out the secret of the parchment.

Very interesting. It does seem authentic.

Worth investigating, or is it too dangerous?

We live in the 20th century, Peter.

Science not only proves that ancient mysteries are superstitions,

...but little by little it solves even the most obscure mysteries of the universe.

But if I was in your shoes I wouldn't mess around with the occult.

It could become a dangerous obsession.

It's late. I need to prepare my lessons for tomorrow.

No, don't get up.

I'll make sure Eva gets home safely.

Thank you, but there's no need. I live very nearby.

Stay as long as you like. I'll see you tomorrow.

Thank you.

Good night.

- Good night. - Good night, Professor.

May I?

- "1624..." - No, no, no...

Don't read it. Not now.

Don't tell me you believe in this.

You've got the keys to the castle, right?

Why? What do you want to do with them?

It says here that Elisabeth Hölle's curse will only work...

...in the room where the baron was killed.

So in what we call the burnt room.

That's what I want to find out.

Let's go to the castle.

I'm not going out at this time of night to be your tour guide.

Don't be afraid, Eva.

If we bring the baron back to life by reading the spell, I'll protect you.

What does that mean? Come on, Eva. Yes or no?

I was just wondering who I'd be safer with, you or the baron.

Great. So you said yes.

Let's go.

Here we are.

It's so scary!

On the parchment there's also the spell to send him back...

...if we don't like the look of him.

Come on, let's go.

Damn!

- Did you hurt yourself? - No, it's nothing.

There should be a lamp in here.

Oh, yes, here it is.

- Where should we stand? - By that table over there.

- And now for the spell. - It's so scary!

Where's the parchment? Ah, here it is.

- What's the other one? - The original plan of the castle.

I see.

Nice. It looks like a hippy drawing.

"Kunik Sator..."

- No, don't mess around. - What's wrong?

In Elisabeth Hölle's notes it says...

...that if the magic works, a bell will ring.

- Ready? - Go on.

"Kunik Sator Holmat."

"I summon the body and soul of Baron Otto Von Kleist."

"May he come forth from his shadowy dwelling..."

"...and return to us on earth."

- Why isn't he appearing? - Maybe he doesn't like us.

That must be the clock of St Stefan's church.

It's midnight but I only heard it strike twice.

Strange. It struck twice.

The baron was killed at two o'clock.

Peter...

Peter, if the curse worked and the baron really did come back,

...he'd have to be a monster after he was killed like that.

Disfigured, tortured, burnt.

- Peter, he'd be a monster. Let's go. - Don't be like that.

I'm frightened. Send him away. Please!

Make him go back.

"Holmat Sator Kunik."

"Go back to the shadows! Go back!"

"Back! Back!"

"Holmat Sator Kunik."

"Go back to the shadows where you have lived until now."

Maybe it was Fritz trying to scare us again.

It must have been Fritz. It couldn't be anyone else.

I really hope so.

Careful with that stuff.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Good morning, Mr Dortmundt. Isn't Fritz here?

Fritz? No, I fired him yesterday.

- So he wasn't here last night? - He shouldn't have been. Why?

Mr Dortmundt, do you mind if I show Mr Kleist round the castle?

- Excuse me, Mr Dortmundt... - Just a moment. I'm coming.

I'd show him around myself if I had time.

He could think up more gimmicks to attract American tourists.

Eva, I'd like to go back to the burnt room.

There should be a passageway along this wall.

I spent all night studying the plan.

There should be a corridor here leading to another room.

Maybe here.

What are you doing?

Peter?

Will you answer me? I'm talking to you.

Have you gone mad?

Who could that be?

It's probably a portrait of Von Kleist.

But why is it all scratched?

Maybe one of his enemies took out their frustration on his portrait.

The eyes are very strange.

It's as if they're asking something.

Eva, we'll invoke the baron again tonight.

- Again? - I want to know what happened last night.

But you said that nothing happened.

Yes, I know, but I want to be sure.

Peter, I was scared yesterday but now it all seems so absurd.

What if the curse was strong enough to last for centuries?

- What if it could bring the baron back? - Don't tell me you believe that.

I don't believe it, I'm just curious.

What's on your mind?

Finding myself face to face with my ancestor from the 17th century,

...whether he's a monster or not, would be interesting.

- Feeling better now? - Yes. I was really cold before.

Shall we begin?

"Kunik Sator Holmat."

"I order you to come back from wherever you may be."

"Kunik Sator Holmat."

"I summon the body and soul of Otto Von Kleist."

"Kunik Sator Holmat."

Please, let's stop while there's still time.

Let's stop now, Peter.

Peter, send him back. I'm scared.

No! Peter!

What's happening? I'm scared.

Look at the door, Peter.

I'm scared, Peter.

I'm scared. Send him back.

The parchment's burning.

Did you hear me? The parchment's burning.

There's blood, Peter.

There's blood under the door.

Oh, no!

Peter! Where are you going?

Stop!

What are you doing? Peter...

It can't be. It can't be!

Peter, I feel like there's a horrible, terrifying creature out there.

And it was us who summoned it.

Madeleine?

Madeleine, someone's knocking at the door.

Don't worry, I'll go.

Who is it?

Who is it?

Come in. Hurry up, it's freezing.

I've never known it this bad. The power's down too.

For the love of God!

Come with me. Quick.

Madeleine, bring some hot water. Quickly!

Quick.

Lie down on there.

I'll be right with you.

- Doctor? - I'm coming. Wait.

No, Madeleine, stay outside.

I've disinfected your wounds and stopped the bleeding.

Now I need to take you to hospital.

- No hospital. - Listen...

It's a miracle you're alive at all.

I know what I'm doing.

I'll call an ambulance. You must go to hospital.

Hello?

Hello?

This is Dr Hesse. I need an ambulance.

Doctor?

Doctor?

Uncle Karl!

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Good morning, Eva.

Can I talk to you for a moment?

I've got classes, but if it's just a few minutes...

Remember we talked about Elisabeth Hölle's curse on Baron Von Kleist?

Last night at the castle I invoked the baron.

And he came out of his tomb.

The prophecy said that the baron would return with his wounds open and bleeding.

Last night there was blood under the door.

And the heavy oak door buckled...

...as if it had been pushed by a superhuman force.

An ancient castle, a dark night, a witch's curse...

- We saw... - Your imagination was playing tricks.

Dr Hesse was murdered last night.

I know, I just saw it in the paper.

You can't rule out that if the baron had come back...

...he could have been treated and then killed the doctor.

If you're so sure he came back to life, why don't you send him back?

- We can't. - The parchment fell into the fire.

- Good morning, Inspector. - Good morning.

Eva called me and told me the news.

It's strange that a man like Dortmundt should commit suicide.

He wasn't the type. He was always busy, looking for new ways to make money.

I don't think this is suicide.

The way the rope was tied and the signs of struggle...

...make me think that he wasn't alone in the castle.

But if you rule out suicide,

...who could have wanted him dead?

Fritz.

- The caretaker? - He'd been fired.

People saw him walking around nearby.

My men are searching the area.

AUCTION OF THE CASTLE HOTEL SEALED BIDS ONLY

Sold for 900 schillings.

Now the next lot, listed as number 15,

...consists of 40 large colour television sets,

...brand-new and still in their packaging.

Bidding starts at 120,000 schillings.

Ladies and gentleman, who will go above 120,000?

125.

130.

135.

140.

No further bids?

140. One...

140. Two...

140. Three!

Sold for 140,000.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, we come to the final lot of our auction,

...the castle and its grounds.

What do you think it'll fetch?

If we're talking dollars, I'd say at least 700,000.

At least.

For the castle, we asked you to submit sealed bids...

...before the start of the auction.

I will now announce the results of the contest.

Please...

Thank you.

Your attention, please, ladies and gentlemen.

The winning offer comes from Mr Alfred Becker.

- Is Mr Becker present? - Yes, here I am.

Congratulations, Mr Becker.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

- Do you know him, Professor? - No.

- Maybe we should introduce ourselves. - Yes, of course.

Mr Becker?

I'm Professor Hummel.

This is Miss Eva Arnold and my nephew Peter Kleist.

- We wanted to congratulate you. - Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Peter Kleist?

Yes, I'm a descendant of Baron Otto Von Kleist.

It may interest you to know that Mr Becker intends to live in the castle...

...and restore it to its original state.

- Really? - Sure.

Eva could give you some good advice.

I'm sure she could.

I'd be delighted if you'd pay me a visit when you have a free moment.

Thank you, you're very kind.

If you'd like to sign these documents, the castle will be legally yours.

- Goodbye. - It was nice to meet you.

Young lady, I'll be expecting you. Don't forget.

Mr Becker?

Mr Becker?

Mr Becker! You scared me.

I didn't mean to.

I'm sorry, but I couldn't help admiring this tapestry.

- Where did you find it? - In a little antique shop.

It was a stroke of luck. They didn't know it once belonged to the castle.

It was very clever of you to find it.

Thank you.

Mr Becker, will you think I'm silly if I tell you something?

Of course not.

It appears that when he was still alive Baron Von Kleist was cursed by a witch.

She predicted that he'd die a horrible death...

...and then come back to life to suffer the same agony again.

A witch's curse! Do you really believe that?

Please, let me finish.

When Peter came to the castle we invoked the ghost.

He said the words that were supposed to bring him back to life.

And then?

I don't know, but...

Terrible things have happened since then.

You'll think I'm crazy, but these things really did happen.

Like what?

Terrible things that I can't explain.

A doctor was killed in his surgery.

Mr Dortmundt was murdered here in the castle.

Fritz has disappeared and a farmer was strangled in the woods.

Who knows what will happen next.

- If only we could send him back. - Send him back?

On the parchment was a spell to send him back to the grave.

So why haven't you used it?

Because we don't have the parchment anymore. It got burnt.

- That's a real shame. - I can't remember it.

- But I'm sure there's another way. - Another way?

Yes, I heard about it when I was a child,

...along with some other strange legends.

But even though I've racked my brains, I just can't remember it.

Eva...

Can you do me a favour?

- Eva? - Of course.

Could you drape the tapestry over the balustrade?

- I'd like to see how it looks. - Sure.

Like that?

What is it? Don't you feel well?

No, it's nothing. I had a funny turn but I'm fine now.

Put it in your office for now and then we'll decide where to hang it.

All right.

Excuse me.

No!

Help!

Eva! Eva!

Where are you?

Help!

Help!

- No! - Eva!

Eva!

Eva!

Eva!

- Where's Eva? - She must be upstairs.

The scream came from the tower.

Eva! Eva!

Peter, take me away from here.

I don't ever want to come back.

Peter, take me away.

HALLS OF RESIDENCE

- Eva, I... - Don't say anything.

Words are pointless.

Apart from what Becker might say...

I don't care what anybody else might say.

- I believe you. - You're the only one I care about.

I'd be happier if you came to stay at my uncle's.

Don't be so dramatic. I'm not alone. Lots of students come at the weekend.

Go home in my car and pick me up tomorrow morning.

As you wish.

No, don't get out.

Thanks for everything.

Taxi!

Taxi!

Dr Hummel! Dr Hummel!

Open up!

Quickly!

- What is it? - Help me!

- The monster! - Calm down.

He almost caught me. It was the baron, I know it was.

- And now he'll come here. - Stop getting worked up.

- It's safe here. Calm down. - You don't understand, Professor.

I saw him, I tell you!

He was terrifying. Terrifying.

- Can we come in? - Of course, in you come.

How are you? Feeling better?

- Hello, Peter. - Hello.

- If it's too early... - No, I've finished.

My work includes research into extrasensory perception.

Each drawing could show circles...

...or lines or a rectangle.

My average is one out of three.

The exact percentage is based on calculating the probability.

That's interesting, but you said you wanted to talk about what happened last night.

I was just coming to that.

I've not thought about anything else since yesterday.

So you believe I saw someone in my room and on the street?

I'm pretty convinced.

- Do you think it was the baron? - It could have been.

Do you realise what this could mean?

Someone who's been dead for centuries comes back to life.

It puts all other scientific discoveries in the shade.

Try to remember what he looked like.

He was terrifying. I'd rather not talk about it if you don't mind.

I don't blame you after what you've been through.

But if it really was the baron you're in danger because he'll try again.

- Why? - He's afraid that you'll send him back.

We can't, unfortunately.

Without Elisabeth Hölle's parchment we can't do anything.

We could try a different approach.

How do you mean?

More than a year ago...

...we did an experiment in extrasensory perception.

Practically all the subjects fell within the parameters of normality,

...with one interesting exception.

A woman, a certain Christine Hoffmann.

A teacher of Oriental languages.

- Is this her test? - Yes.

And some other experiments too.

With incredible results.

They went beyond any logical prediction.

Why do you think this woman can help us?

Because Christine Hoffmann claims, and I believe her,

...that she's not only clairvoyant, she's a medium too.

A bridge between the living and the dead.

Why are you here?

I feel... I feel something.

No, I don't want to talk to you.

Christine, you're perhaps the only person in the world who can help us.

Maybe it's too late.

Too late.

You came to talk about...

...Baron Von Kleist.

- Incredible. - You're both fools.

Irresponsible fools.

And now he'll destroy you. He's deadly.

He knows that you tore him away from the darkness of death...

...and want to send him back to the shadows.

Now he only has you to fear. He'll kill you.

Christine, will you help us? Please!

No.

I can't.

And I mustn't.

You must. We're powerless against that monster.

Please, Christine. Only you can save us.

I beg you.

Tell us what we can do to get rid of him.

I can't do anything.

But maybe Elisabeth Hölle can.

She'll tell you what to do.

But she's been dead for centuries.

You non-believers are so foolish.

Barriers between time and death do not exist.

Time and death have no end.

Help us, Christine. Help us.

If you can. If you want to.

This belonged to Elisabeth Hölle.

Tonight we will go to where her body was reduced to ashes.

Peter. Eva.

Elisabeth.

The people who tore your murderer from his grave...

...want to talk to you.

The people who unknowingly dared to invoke the secret laws of magic...

...are asking for your help.

Before the rock that represents your martyrdom,

...the same fire now burns today.

Come, Elisabeth.

You lost the parchment.

Fools!

The spell is broken.

Forever.

The baron...

...will suffer for all eternity.

The baron can be destroyed...

...only by those he has himself destroyed.

Now, because of you, I've been able to make him suffer again.

For this I am in your debt.

Therefore...

...I will try to help you.

You have the power to destroy him,

...to make him suffer again...

...the agonies of hell.

Use it!

Use it!

Before it's too late!

And now...

...death awaits me.

I should have known.

I should have known.

I'm very pleased you could come. I won't keep you long.

Miss Arnold,

...could you tell me more about the man who tried to kill you?

No, Inspector. I already told you, he was a monster.

I can only remember his hands.

They were crushed, burnt, bleeding.

It was a nightmare.

Can't you spare her the ordeal of describing it?

Unfortunately not.

You see, Dortmundt's killer is still at large.

- And Fritz? - There's no trace of him.

Inspector, what would you say if I told you we had a theory...

...about what happened to Dortmundt and perhaps also to Fritz?

It could prove interesting.

We think it's to do with black magic,

...a curse put on Baron Von Kleist 300 years ago.

Von Kleist? Baron Blood?

300 years ago!

Yes. We're convinced that a spell brought him back to life.

He killed Dortmundt and tried to murder Eva at the castle.

Yes, that's got to be what happened, Inspector.

Young lady, I know all about your interest in historical research.

And, Mr Kleist, I also know about your interest in your family's history.

You're both very young and impressionable.

But you, my dear Professor...

You yourself talked about mysterious disappearances.

A fisherman, a farmer, an old beggar... They all disappeared without a trace.

Yes. And all in the vicinity of the castle.

But I don't think your theory can help me.

- Will that be all, Inspector? - For the moment, yes.

- Thank you. - Thank you for your help.

I don't get it. Four people vanish and he doesn't seem to care.

And all of them near the castle.

My God, I never thought of that!

She goes past there every day on her way home.

- Who? - Gretchen!

Gretchen.

- Have you hurt yourself? - I fell off my bicycle.

She's bleeding. Have you got a handkerchief?

It doesn't hurt.

- It's just a scratch. - What happened?

I stopped to look at the castle.

I fell and hurt myself and I couldn't get back on my bicycle.

We thought it was worse than that.

Then a bush moved. Maybe it was the ghost.

Mr Becker's alone in the castle. We should warn him.

Yes, I appreciate why you're worried, Professor.

I respect your ideas, but I feel that they're groundless.

- I don't think Eva would agree. - Yes, I know.

She was terrified by something strange that she thought she saw.

So strange that she decided to stop working with me.

I hope our conversation hasn't scared this young lady.

She's my daughter Gretchen, Mr Becker.

My compliments. She's a beautiful little girl.

By the way, I'm delighted to inform you...

...that I've finished restoring the castle.

There are some objects that will surprise even you,

...my dear Eva.

Why don't you come and visit me tonight?

- I don't know... - You too, Peter.

And you, Professor. I promise you won't be disappointed.

Thank you.

Be careful driving on these mountain roads.

They can be treacherous at night.

I'll see you tonight.

Mr Becker is the ghost.

- What did you say, darling? - I recognised his eyes.

Yes, he's got eyes that burn like fire.

Yes, sweetheart, of course.

Go with Mummy.

Come on, you can have a nice bath and then play in your room.

Wait a minute.

What exactly do we know about Becker?

Absolutely nothing, right?

How did he just appear out of thin air at the auction?

And where did he get all that money?

He's a mysterious character, for sure.

And another thing, why isn't he afraid of living alone in the castle?

And why does he want us to go there at night?

Yes, but he's got a normal face.

The man who broke into my room and chased me didn't seem human.

I don't know.

Maybe he's got the power to change his appearance.

Come to think of it, when I said Elisabeth Hölle's name the first time,

...he seemed strangely shocked.

If Becker is the baron,

...accepting his invitation to the castle would be very dangerous.

There are too many things we don't understand,

...too many facts that defy a logical explanation.

I think it's best if we don't go.

We have to go. It's the only way to find out the truth.

If only we knew what Elisabeth meant when she said we can destroy him.

I think I know. She was referring to the amulet.

Peter. That painting.

It's the one we found upstairs.

Good evening, my dear friends.

Please make yourselves at home.

I'm very pleased to see you.

Sometimes you feel cut off from the world in this old castle.

Good evening, Mr Becker.

- Mr Becker... - Is that Baron Von Kleist?

Yes. I can assure you that it's the only true portrait that exists.

I'm wondering why you restored everything except the face.

Professional conscience, Eva.

Nobody knows what the baron really looked like.

Would you give him a face that wasn't his own?

- It's said he was a sadist and a murderer. - And most likely a madman.

A sadist? A murderer?

It depends on your point of view.

A madman?

I don't think so. He was too clever.

Madness and cleverness often go hand in hand.

If you say so, Professor.

But let's not bore these youngsters with all this serious talk.

I'd like to show you something more amusing.

Excuse me, Eva.

I'll lead the way.

Please, follow me.

Did you see those? They look real. What are they there for?

It's very impressive. Anybody would think they were human.

- It has a powerful effect, Mr Becker. - If it is just an effect.

Peter, I've not only restored the castle,

...I've also tried to recreate its original atmosphere...

...and the personality of its old owner.

Baron Von Kleist was master not only of the castle,

...but of the whole valley.

A tyrant.

Anybody who didn't obey his will was punished in that way.

Now perhaps you'd like to see something more interesting.

Follow me.

This torture chamber has been restored in minute detail.

I think that with a little imagination...

...you can see it filled with tormented and screaming victims.

In the baron's time, those screams were real.

They were like music to his ears.

It's disgusting. It's horrible.

I want to leave.

It's all very interesting, but we have to go now.

- Can we help you up the stairs? - No, thank you.

I hope you'll come back.

I'd like to ask you something else, Mr Becker.

If you'd like to stay, you're very welcome.

Peter, please.

- Why the hurry? - Let's go.

As you wish. Good night.

But please stay longer next time.

Much longer.

Right?

- I'm sure he's the baron. - Why did he let us go, then?

Maybe we're just pawns in his game. Let's try the amulet.

Yes, but wait...

Peter, let's go to the burnt room. Quickly, there's no time to lose.

Eva, if we send him back we'll lose the only chance we have.

We can actually talk to someone from the world of the dead.

- Listen, please. - Peter, you released a monster.

Now you've got to try and destroy him.

You disappoint me, Dr Hummel.

What's happened to your professional interests?

From an academic like you...

...I'd have expected...

...more scientific curiosity.

Baron Otto Von Kleist!

It's a pity...

...that circumstances force me to eliminate...

...my only direct descendant.

Go back! Go back!

Go away!

Go back to where you came from!

Go away!

Do you really think you can destroy me with a mere trinket?

Nice shot, Professor.

Now you will taste the pain, the agony...

...and the torture that you had planned for me.

But luckily for you, you'll never have to come back.

No!

No!

The baron can be destroyed...

...only by those he has himself destroyed.

He will come back again to earth to relive his agonies...

...and be destroyed again...

...and again and again...

...for all eternity.

No! No!

No!

I don't want to hear it!

Take me away!

That's enough. Calm down now.

You mustn't be afraid anymore.