Dr. T.H. Moss:
You came to find our little Rowan. But it is we who found you, just as we intended to do.
Edward Malus:
I don't understand. Rowan was missing. I had to come. I had a letter. Willow, tell them. Willow, please tell them.
Sister Beech:
The letter was from all of us here. Your invitation to visit... one might say.
Sister Summersisle:
You see, you were just the man we needed. And we were determined to get you here.
Sister Rose:
Notice, Sir Knight, how we led you to believe that your daughter would be sacrificed, due to the failure of the crops last year.
Edward Malus:
But they did fail. I saw the photo.
Sister Summersisle:
Yes, they failed, all right; disastrously so. One of the few times since my ancestors moved here. But we are always prepared with a powerful sacrifice. And that, my friend, is your destiny.
Edward Malus:
[aiming his gun around as he's circled]
BACK UP!
Sister Summersisle:
What we require is a stranger, yet one who is connected to us.
Sister Rose:
Connected by blood.
Edward Malus:
Willow... why have you done this to me?
Sister Willow:
We orchestrated all of this with the greatest care; everything that's happened. Be proud of yourself. You have done so well.
Sister Summersisle:
Yes. My daughter speaks the truth. Your fate was sealed many years ago, when she chose to be with you.
Edward Malus:
Your daughter.
Sister Summersisle:
Yes. My Willow. This is a story whose chapters were carefully written. You have been chosen to die a martyr's death. You will sit beside the gods and goddesses for all of eternity.
Edward Malus:
[the townsfolk move in closer]
BACK UP! I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SHOOT YOU!
Sister Summersisle:
It is a great honor. One that you cannot refuse. It is ordained. There is no way out.
Edward Malus:
STAY BACK!
[he pulls the trigger, but the gun clicks empty, and Willow reveals the bullets in her hand]
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