He's not all there man!

Weems! For some reason no matter where Weems is in the house he appears to have one eye always fixed on a faraway location. With the help of Google maps the location was revealed to us, Ancient Eridu!

He must be trying to tell us something!

Weems no longer speaks to us in the words of Man but of beasts. Light whimpers or low growls mostly.

Tomorrow I must get the team together and make preparations to find this Eridu. I might have to call in my favor with the production staff at A&E to get in touch with Steven Seagal he will prove very valuable on this epic of journeys!

Our lady of seven sorrows, Mother of mourning, precious lich...

With Urkku bound by winter's cold grasp we had little if no time to waste. Hot flashes of an aged fever strike me, trembling are the words uttered by the lips of mine "Our lady of seven sorrows, Mother of mourning, precious lich..." and before I could continue came a knock at the door. Light rapping and first but quickly escalating into a rushed pounding.

Door slowly opened cautiously awaiting what could lurk beyond the shadows of the open air.

"Weem is ALIVE!?"