Inferno

“The three mothers.”

I do not know what price I shall have to pay for breaking what we alchemists call silentium.

The life experiences of our colleagues should warn us not to upset laymen by imposing our knowledge upon them.

I, varelli, an architect living in London, met the three mothers...

And designed and built for them three dwelling places.

One in Rome, one in New York and the third in freiburg, Germany.

I failed to discover until too late...

That from those three locations...

The three mothers rule the world with sorrow, tears and darkness.

Mater suspiriorum, “the mother of sighs,” and the oldest of the three,

lives in freiburg.

Mater lacrimarum, “the mother of tears,”

and the most beautiful of the sisters, holds rule in Rome.

Mater tenebrarum, “the mother of darkness,”

who is the youngest and cruelest of the three, controls New York

and I built their horrible houses.

The repositories of all their filthy secrets.

Those so-called mothers are actually wicked stepmothers,

incapable of creating life-infamous!

Thereby giving these creatures a single, yet terrifying name.

In effect, however, those three were sisters as well as mothers,

just as there are three muses, three graces, three fates and three furies.

The land upon which the three houses have been constructed...

Will eventually become deathly and plague-ridden,

so much so that the area all around will reek horribly.

And that is the first key to the mothers' secret.

Truly, the primary key.

The second key to the poisonous secret of the three sisters...

Is hidden in the cellar under their houses.

There you can find both the picture and the name of the sister living in that house.

This is the location of the second key.

The third key can be found under the soles of your shoes.

There is the third key.

My dear brother Mark-

The second key is hidden in the cellar.

Good evening. I'd like to talk to you about that book.

Ah? Which one?

The one that you sold me.

The three mothers.

Have you read it?

Some of it.

Is that story just made up, or is there some truth to it?

Did it upset you?

It's nothing more than a book written by some alchemist.

Lots of books have been written about houses of the damned.

The bagheria villa of monsters, near palermo,

the house of peacocks in Brussels,

the salamander Maison in France.

Some people think of these books as pure fantasy.

Others believe every word.

Women are usually the worst readers of such stuff,

or the best, if you prefer.

They want very much to believe.

Not really.

That book mentions a horrible odor, for example.

And all around here there's a very strange, bittersweet smell.

They say that comes from the cake factory. It's been here as long as I have.

Does it bother you?

You'll get used to it after a while.

You'll stop noticing it.

That's not the only weird coincidence.

If you read the book-there are mysterious parts in that book,

but the only true mystery is that our very lives...

Are governed by dead people.

Good night.

[ Cat meows I

the second key is hidden in the cellar.

She's been nosing around.

We'll have to hide everything right away.

Yes. We'd better get it all out of sight.

Be careful though. He doesn't want anything changed.

J»

Ju

This is the famous “va, pensiero chorus.”

Finale

ju

Terza parte.

From giuseppe verdi's nabucco.

J»

Ju [ Chorus swells I

“My dear brother Mark,

as you know, here in New York,

I've been living in a rather old building for quite some time.”

Ju

Ju [ Chorus swells I

Ju

Ju

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Excuse me.

I want to go someplace else.

Via dei bagni, number 49.

What a strange smell.

Sickly sweet.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Angels.

Demons.

J-27. All of that?

Yes.

Hey.

[ Wom an how?!

No.

Yes.

I'm looking for an old book.

Well, what book would you like?

Its title is the three mothers.

Yes. The three mothers.

Why, it should be there, right behind you.

Thanks.

“This book is neither fictional, nor a work of imagination.

It includes instead fragments of a diary...

Which I discovered among the personal papers of a friend,

an architect and highly respected alchemist by the name of varelli.

Varelli disappeared under mysterious circumstances many years ago.”

“This diary may help clear up the reasons for his strange death.

Since it was written in Latin, we've decided to publish it in that form.”

Sara.

Sara.

Sara.

Closing time.

Oh, really? Where?

It's out in the back. I think it's-

it's about the relationship between zen buddhism and-

Sir?

Pardon me.

Sir, excuse me.

I can't find the way out.

The other door.

The book!

No! No!

Here! No!

I think we should have a meeting of the condominium.

Yes. We have to put a stop to it.

What floor?

What floor?

The fourth.

Hmm.

No.

Anything I can do for you?

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid to be left alone.

All right. I've got nothing to do for the next couple of hours.

I could keep you company if you like.

What do you do, Sara? Study or work?

I'm a music student. What about you?

Oh, I'm in sports. I'm a sportswriter for television.

- May I ask you a strange question? - How strange?

Have you ever heard of the three sisters?

You mean those black singers? No.

I'm talking about mythology.

The triad. Hold on.

If you're talking about spooks and stuff, I don't believe in any of that.

How can you be so sure? I don't believe in such things. That's all.

And without any philosophical discussion.

And what do you believe in?

In whatever I can see and touch.

Ju [classical

you've probably heard this before.

It's verdi's “va, pensiero.”

Ju

Ju [orchestra swells I

Ju

Hello, Mark?

I found your sister's letter. You left it at the academy.

Have you read it? Well, you have to read it. It's important.

Come over to my place right now. I want to tell you what happened to me.

J»

Ju

Jw [ Stops, resumes I

ju

J» [ Resuming, stopping I

- what's going on? - I don't know.

Maybe there's an overload on the wires.

Ju

Carlo! Yes?

Hey. Where's the main fuse box?

Jw" [resumes I in the storeroom.

The door's at the end of the hall. But don't go there.

Don't worry. I just want to check the fuses.

All right. But keep talking, so I know where you are. Ju

I will.

Carlo!

- Where are you? - In the storeroom. I found the fuse box.

I'll be right there. I'm afraid.

Carlo!

Ju" [resumes I

Carlo! Carlo! What's happening? J» [ Stopping, resuming I

just a second. I fixed it now, I think.

Jw" [resumes I you see?

Carlo?

Ju [ Chorus swells I

No!

No!

Ju

Ju [ Chorus swells I

Ju

Sara?

Sara?

Sara, it's Mark.

“My dear brother Mark,