Oh Lord It's You!

End of the road, last house before the forest. It is dark. A dog barks.

Sweezus sees a  bluish light glowing from a downstairs room. He creeps up to the window. Pastor Moon is in his rumpus room watching television. It looks like History Cold Case. On the screen Sweezus sees a table spread with children's bones.

Sweezus steps back several paces. Arthur must be upstairs. He picks up a handful of gravel and throws it against a likely window.

Arthur's face appears, pale, with glittering eyes. He stares at Sweezus as though he doesn't know him.

Sweezus mouths the words 'Open the window!'

Creak, creak, the window opens slowly. Arthur's head looks out.

Arthur, whispers Sweezus loudly. Can you come down?

Arthur scratches his head in an agitated fashion, then slowly shakes his head.

Yeah, you can, says Sweezus. Don't be such a dick!

Alright, says Arthur. Wait a minute.

He closes the window and reappears at the front door.

Sweezus! says Arthur. It's you! I thought you were a burglar.

As if, says Sweezus. I've come to rescue you.

From what? says Arthur.

From whatever, says Sweezus. If I don't bring you back, Belle et Bonne will go ballistic.

Bad luck, says Arthur. I like it here. Every night we do incantations. And my head turns round and round.

No WAY! says Sweezus. That's totally awesome. Have you done it tonight?

Not yet, says Arthur. Want to come and watch?

Sweezus does. He goes inside with Arthur. They enter the rumpus room.

Oh Lord! It's YOU! says Pastor Moon, stumbling awkwardly out of his recliner armchair.