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"Long enough for you to stop complaining," Trish shot back, though her eyes were fixed nervously on the rearview mirror.

What he found beneath the church wasn’t a basement; it was a cathedral of horrors. Thousands of bodies were stitched together, plastered across the walls and ceiling like a grisly tapestry. This was the "House of Pain." It was here that Darry realized the truth: the thing they had seen wasn’t a man. It was something ancient, something that had been feeding for centuries. Jeepers_Creepers_-_Il_canto_del_diavolo_2001_HD...

The impact sent them fishtailing. The horn of the truck was a deafening, unnatural shriek. Just as quickly as it had appeared, the truck swerved around them and vanished over a hill, leaving a cloud of black exhaust and the smell of sulfur. "Long enough for you to stop complaining," Trish

A few miles down the road, they saw the truck again. It was parked next to a dilapidated, vine-covered church known as the "Old Pipe Church." Near a large, rusted pipe sticking out of the ground, they saw a figure in a heavy duster coat and a wide-brimmed hat. He was carrying what looked like blood-stained bundles wrapped in white sheets, tossing them down into the dark abyss of the pipe. This was the "House of Pain