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So, what do we do now?

What do you want to do now?

I want us to have a life together.

Yeah.

So do I.

But your work.

And yours.

It won't change.

Unless we wanted to.

It's difficult.

I can't just walk away.

Come with me tonight.

To Johannesburg?

Oh, I'm so sorry, Megan.

As much as I want to, I can't.

Not this time.

I said to believe you.

Just like Paris, remember?

Only this time, it's my turn to leave you first.

That's my car.

Should I go with you to the airport?

Next time.

Just... lock up.

Megan.

Travel safely.

Okay.

Good evening, Torrin. Good evening.

So, all ready to go?

Yes, I think so.

You're traveling a long way tonight.

Yes, I am.

I hope you have a pleasant trip.

What?

Love such a fleeting thing is Since

the

beginning of time Mankind has existed between the world of light and the world

of darkness. This journal chronicles the work of our secret society, known as

the Legacy, created to protect the innocent from those creatures that

the shadows.

I need to see this watch.

I know what's going through your head right now, Derek.

Payback.

But you're headed for trouble if you try to do this on your own.

You handle your end, and I'll take care of mine.

Derek.

I'm so sorry.

Before she left, she told me she loved me.

She'd never said it before.

I never got a chance to tell her that I felt the same way.

She's dead because of me.

I shouldn't have let her get involved with me.

Hey, you can't blame yourself.

Recognize it?

Does it mean something to you?

No.

Nothing at all.

I'm finished here, right?

Any word on that chauffeur?

Yeah, we got an ID on the guy and an APB up.

Well, don't be surprised if he turns up dead.

Well, where are you going?

Someone else besides Megan may have been attacked.

Who?

Why aren't you involving the police?

This is not a matter for the police. Well, then I'm coming with you. Forget

This is something you have to do alone.

You don't have a choice here, Derek. Do you understand?

He looks like he's sleeping.

Dead. Who is he, Derek?

Well, whoever did this was obviously looking for something.

While looking through this, there's no real clue as to what happened here.

How do you know him, Derek?

His name is John Goddard.

He's my doctor.

A private psychiatrist.

Go back to the house.

Lock it up tight and wait for Nick.

What about you?

What about me?

Reed Horton did this, didn't he?

And you're going after him alone, and you don't even know where to begin to

look. I have an idea.

Then why aren't you sharing it with me?

Horton is trying to suck you into his game, Derek. Don't you see?

If you don't want me to come, at least wait until Nick gets back.

He's killing off everyone around me, one by one.

You, Rachel, and Nick are all in danger because of your association with me. I

don't want to jeopardize you.

Well, if he wants to take us on, let him take all of us on then. It's not your

fight now, Alex. Excuse me, Miss Merle?

Detective Price would like a word with you. Yeah, tell him I'll be with him in

just a minute, okay?

Derek, Derek, wait, wait, wait, wait. Derek, please don't do this. Come on.

Derek!

Doesn't stay one place very long, does he?

Uh, he's upset. He's not thinking clearly.

It's understandable.

I just got a call.

We found the chauffeur.

He's dead.

Same MMO as Goddard.

Whatever it is going on here, you can trust me, Alex.

Well,

maybe we can talk about it on the way, huh?

Because I'm guessing you need a ride now.

Yeah, that would be great.

Turn your phone on.

Hello, Alex. How are you?

My God.

Not quite, but I am working on it.

You killed Megan Torrance and Derek's psychiatrist. They had nothing to do

the legacy.

Well, no, no, not exactly.

You see, the good doctor was too much of a stickler for patient confidentiality.

And Megan was just a bad influence on Derek, a distraction from his mission in

life.

Actually, I am rather surprised that he let down his guard. I would have thought

that he would have known that the price of freedom is eternal vigilance. If you

weren't such a coward, you'd take that out with him personally.

I intend to.

You know, Alex, it's very good to see you again.

Despite everything that happened between us, I have really fond memories of our

time together.

I haven't missed you at all.

Too bad.

I don't know what you've heard about it, but Hale is not a very comfortable

place. As a matter of fact, I'd like to bring a little slice of it into your

life. I think I'll pass.

A souvenir.

Treasure it.

It's really quite valuable.

I must say, I really like what you're doing with your hair these days.

Come with me tonight.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Megan.

Next time.

Next time.

There's nothing.

You made good time.

Traffic was light.

Oh, please.

You're not going to try to shoot me again.

I'd like to rip your pathetic heart out and feed it to you.

You're welcome to try.

I will.

You do remember this place, don't you?

Several years ago, within these walls, you murdered a friend of mine.

Yes.

Yes, I did.

She lured me here to kill me.

She was also an agent of the dark side.

Oh, yes, she was that.

In fact, it was she who introduced me to the powers of darkness.

Not only did she open my eyes to a whole new appreciation of this universe in

which we live, she was very, very good in bed, yes.

Very good.

And difficult as it may be for you to grasp, I loved her.

So, you see, I do know your pain.

Not too uncomfortable for you, I hope, Mr. Ray?

Poor Megan Torrance.

I don't imagine that she knew for one minute the risk in getting involved with

legacy precept, did she?

Poor girl.

Her spirit must be absolutely tormented right now.

So lost.

So alone.

Not sure where she is or what's happened to her.

Slowly coming to the horrible realization that her former world has

away in a heartbeat.

She's dead.

That's the most difficult part, you know.

The parting, the leaving.

Accepting it.

I know.

I can hear her moaning.

Yes.

Now, can you hear?

Can you hear, Derek?

Such a tragedy.

So where are the others tonight?

In Derek's darkest hour. What is it?

Surprised to see me on the web? They left you all alone to mind the house.

Oh, don't worry. They have every confidence I could squash whatever bug

out of the woodwork, including you.

What a spirited young woman you are.

Derek's lover was a spirited young woman also.

Now, she's just as spirited.

Do you like my gift?

I haven't decided yet.

I hope you appreciate that I brought it to you under considerable risk to

myself.

I stole it, you see.

I think I like to use it to mark your grave once and for all.

I do believe you'll find a most interesting challenge in trying to

out.

But you should do so with all deliberate speed.

Derek's salvation may depend upon it.

Let me talk to him.

He's not in the mood.

I do believe his mind is elsewhere.

What do you want, Horton?

Want?

Oh, I already have it.

Dad.

Dad.

Make that a promise.

Patient expresses a crisis of confidence in his ability to lead, and questions

if the work to which he's devoted his life is meaningful, though he refuses to

discuss this work in any significant detail.

He wonders sometimes if he's just too self -absorbed and

self -indulgent.

Haven't I been saying the very same thing to you for years?

Ah, here we are. Now we're really getting somewhere.

Patient reports an inability to express affection.

How can he possibly be referring to the same kind, friendly Derek Raine that

killed me in cold blood?

Now, from everything that I'm reading, this Dr. Goddard didn't know you very

well at all.

In fact, wasn't much of a doctor, was he? You should never have bared your

to him.

Surely there was someone in your own house that you could have turned to.

Speaking of which, where are all your friends right now? It's me you want.

You've got me. I only have your body.

So do what you want. Kill me, we'll pick it up in an hour. Kill you?

Throwing in the towel already.

Begging for leniency isn't very heroic, Mr. Ryan, you know, is it?

Megan would be disappointed.

Would you like something for that pain?

How about some of what I'm high on?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

That's much too easy.

No, we need something else. Something that will really help you see the truth.

So where are the others tonight, in Derek's darkened hour?

Have they left you all alone to mind the house?

Okay, Derek, let's figure out where the hell you are.

Three. One.

Ten. Oh, I already have it.

Three.

Ten again.

Thirteen.

I really do want to help you get through this crisis of confidence and legacy,

Derek.

And who better qualified than his most infamous former member?

Now, what is our credo?

Fides Fidelum Veritatum Vult.

Faith has need of the whole truth.

You know, I never understood what that meant.

Faith is the unconditional acceptance of things unseen.

and unproven.

While truth, on the other hand, is the empirical evidence that gives the light

of faith every single time the two are measured together.

So why ever, therefore, could faith have need of the truth?

It really is the dumbest thing I ever heard.

And I really regret that I subscribed to it.

I finally figured it out.

Though I literally had to die for the honor.

Truth is darkness.

There is no light.

Faith just can't accept that.

You came as soon as I got your page.

Yeah, thanks for coming.

Something's wrong.

Derek's been kidnapped.

You're certain?

Yeah. When did you see him last?

Two nights ago.

Have you received any kind of ransom demand?

No, nothing yet.

Well, we should call in the troops. No, no, it's too risky.

He'll kill Derek. Anyways, an army of cops can stop this guy.

So you know who's behind this?

You and Derek have known all along who killed Megan and Dr. Goddard.

Why wouldn't you tell me?

Because you wouldn't believe me.

Well, now you have no choice.

Derek.

Look who's here.

It's Alex.

She's come for you.

Talk.

There is no light.

Say it.

The truth is...

She's come to destroy you.

Here.

Use it.

Kill her before she kills you.

You should have done what he said, Derek.

I can't.

The truth is darkness.

Why can't you accept it?

What is the truth?

I don't believe it.

I refuse.

The Luna Foundation maintains a satellite network between our operations

the globe.

This is a recording of a live transmission I received last night.

found a way to tap into our feed.

Now what's he looking for?

You have no idea.

He and Derek have some bad history together.

Horton's our killer?

Yeah. And you couldn't trace this message back to its source?

The trace led nowhere.

Stop fighting it, Derek.

You know you can't win.

Do you see what I'm saying?

The darkness beyond life.

The truth.

You only know when you die.

Are you afraid to die, Derek?

Say it, and I'll let you know.

Say that the truth is dark.

You're telling me this guy's a ghost?

Only it's a lot worse.

You're just going to have to trust me on this, okay?

Okay.

Let's say I believe you.

What's next?

Look at this.

Derek is signaling.

Ten.

Three.

Thirteen. He's trying to tell me where he is.

Tell me something, okay? Be honest.

Did Derek remove anything from the scene of Goddard's murder? Anything at all?

No, not that I'm aware of.

Goddard's place.

Top page was missing. I'll bet Derek took it.

The lab treated this to pick up any latent images on the paper.

Eye for an eye, friend for a friend.

Meet me where, remember when.

So Horton lured him into some place that they'd both been together.

On the recording in the background. It's a large electrical generator and power

transformer.

You got a map?

Yeah.

You know, I think there's a Route 13 that runs down the coast.

Oh.

13.

Route 13 runs parallel to transmission towers and power lines. There's got to

a generating station somewhere along that grid.

Here.

About 40 miles right outside of town. We'll check it out.

You and I.

Alone.

For now.

How can you possibly live with yourself, Derek?

You've killed Alex.

Only one way to make amends is I see it.

You'll have to join her in death.

Maybe you will get to see your Megan again.

Truth is darkness, there is no light.

We are.

Yeah.

What is the truth? The truth is darkness.

It's a transfer facility.

Step down and transform into statewide power grid. That's Derek's car.

Do you hear that?

I hear it.

Remind me later.

I'll need to see your permit for that. Yeah, right.

You know, Derek,

given a little time, I could make a real monster out of you.

Whoop.

Company.

Perhaps it's your little commando friend, Nick Boyle.

A crack team of legacy troops come to liberate you.

Oh, well, I guess I should be polite.

Go and say hello.

In my own...

Stay here.

No, Roy, you don't understand what you're up against.

Alex.

Alex.

Derek.

Are you all right? He's okay.

Morse is here somewhere. We've got to find him. We've got to get you out of

here. No.

Derek, this is not a suggestion. Come on.

member of the legacy team that Derek hasn't told me about.

I don't recognize you.

Or are you just a volunteer?

Are they so callous and descriptive of their running opinion?

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Reed Horton.

What happened?

That Mr. Horton, he's got quite a right hand.

What the hell is he, anyway?

Trust me, there's some things you don't want to know.

Sorry I asked.

You made very good time.

You do remember this place, don't you?

It's okay. You're safe now.

It's all right.

I spoke to Rachel. She's on a plane, and Nick should be here by morning.

I think he should be in bed.

I don't understand.

Why am I still alive?

Do you have any memory of what happened the last three days?

I remember he gave me an electrical shock.

He trapped me and drugged me.

There's something wrong here.

It's too easy.

Why didn't he kill me?

He had the chance.

He could have killed me too, but he didn't.

He was here while you were gone. He got into the house.

Why didn't you tell me? I'm telling you now. He brought something, said it was a

souvenir from hell.

Where is it?

The library.

This stone is the key to his agenda.

I'm convinced of it. We have to decipher it and figure out what Horton's up to.

Derek, slow down.

We cannot afford to slow down, Alex. We have a job to do. He's taunting us. He's

playing us for fools.

Derek, listen.

You need to take time. You've been through a lot. I mean, you haven't even

talked about what happened to Megan.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. It's just that...

I'm tired, and I need a break, and you need one too.

Not until I find him and send him back to hell.

It's pure obsidian, as pure as I've ever seen.

The glyphs are pictographs, and the first translation I got on that was, the

truth is darkness, there is no light.

Good night, Derek.

The truth is darkness.

Oh, great.

Derek?

Derek, I... What are you... Oh,

I'm so sorry.

But this is supposed to be a massacre, not a fair fight.

Then how could you possibly have known that?

Come along now, Derek. You know exactly what you have to do.

Alex had to learn what you already know.

The truth.

It's me, Derek.

It's me, Alan.

Darling, it's important to do something to you. Do you hear me, Derek? Darling.

Sheriff!

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear. Doesn't anybody listen?

I've been telling the legacy for years that there's a vicious, cold -blooded

murderer in their midst.

Derek is a seriously disturbed individual.

So finally, I felt it necessary to arrange a little demonstration.

Derek, what is the truth?

Darkness. Very good.

Kill her.

He won't do it. Oh, he will.

I'll bet your life on that.

You see, Alex, if I killed Derek, he would simply become a legacy martyr for

cause.

But if he kills you, and then kills himself, everyone will see

that everything that I have been saying is true.

Derek, you know what to do. Derek, listen.

He has control over your mind, not your soul.

You know deep down inside that this is wrong.

Derek, don't let the man who murdered Megan bring any more pain into your

I'll thank you not to bring that up.

Come along, Derek. Let's get on with it.

Are you right?

The stone comes

from ancient Babylon.

It was used by high priests to exorcise evil.

Morton sent it and then tried to brainwash me.

And almost succeeded.

What stopped you?

Well, it's all here in the complete inscription.

The truth is darkness. There is no light.

But then it continues, for souls condemned to eternal night.

So did you know about his intentions before or after you shot at me?

Before or after I missed you?

I'm sorry, but I had to follow through convincingly to lure him into a

vulnerable position.

He had to believe I was his body and soul.

Okay, but what if I shot back in self -defense?

then we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Okay, so what happens now?

What do you think should happen now?

You guys get back to work?

No.

No, I think we should do some living first.

Good idea.

Orton's gone.

Once and for all.

But Alex may be right.

All of us too busy with death to have a life.

So preoccupied with saving a world from which we are increasingly isolated.

Maybe the world was created so that evil could exist.

I don't know what to believe.

Only this.

I did love you, Megan.

And I'm sorry I never said it.