:13:03
lt's this unique talent for carving
that's got me where l am.
:13:08
The on/y thing is...
:13:10
unknown to the others...
:13:13
/'m beginning to fee/ distinct/y nauseous.
:13:16
And with each victim, it's getting worse.
:13:18
My face is going green behind the mask.
:13:21
Of course,
l redouble my efforts to look professional...
:13:24
cutting and snipping for all l'm worth...
:13:26
main/y because / know that if those two
others so much as suspect my distress...
:13:30
and the imp/ied doubt
that this repetitive and sme//y work...
:13:33
is doing any socia/ good at a//...
:13:35
then l'd be next over the stone.
:13:40
Then, of course,
the damn mask begins to slip.
:13:43
The priests both turn and /ook at it.
:13:46
Their go/d pop-eyes
sudden/y fi// with b/ood.
:13:49
They tear the knife from my hand, and...
:13:55
l wake up.
:14:06
Mrs. Strang, have you any idea
how this could have occurred?
:14:10
No, Doctor. lt's all so unbelievable.
:14:14
Alan was always such a gentle boy. Always.
:14:18
-And he loves animals, especially horses.
-Thank you.
:14:22
-Especially?
-Yes.
:14:24
He even has a picture of one
up in his bedroom.
:14:27
His father gave it to him a few years ago
off a calendar he printed...
:14:31
and the boy's never taken it down.
:14:34
And when he was seven or eight...
:14:37
l used to have to read the same book to him,
over and over again...
:14:41
-all about a horse.
-Really?
:14:42
lt was called Prince,
and no one could ride him.
:14:48
You say he kept the picture of the horse
in his bedroom?
:14:53
-Could l see it?
-Yes, of course.
:14:57
-Thank you.
-Please, it's this way.