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(Samuel spends the next week running back and forth between his basement and car, gathering up anything he can find that might help him reverse the spell. He goes back to the expert, and learns that the curse his brother is under can be reversed, but only if he can recite it without pausing once.)

(One night, Samuel makes his final preparations. He lights some candles, paints a mark on the door, and begins reciting the spell. As he does, strange memories begin to flood back. He seems to know exactly what to say, almost as if he did it once before...)

(Just as the final word is about to be said, a knock on the door interrupts Samuel. Mr. Dearly has been watching him all this time, and he thinks Samuel is conducting some sort of Satanic ritual sacrifice.)

Dearly: I knew it, I knew it! Hope you enjoy the hoosegow, criminal! Maybe even the chair!

(Dearly breaks down the door and enters brandishing a shotgun. Samuel runs upstairs and confronts him, but Dearly strikes him in the face and chains him to the stair railing. He then heads downstairs. Samuel can hear him blasting the chain off. The door opens. Silence.)

(Just then, a terrible scream can be heard.)

Dearly: Help me, help me!

(He tries to escape, but something stops him. After another terrible cry, silence returns once again.)

(Samuel picks the lock on his chain with a pen and runs downstairs. Dearly's dead body is laying in a pool of blood, with claw marks all across his back. His shotgun is still in his right hand.)

(In the shadows, the creature stares at Samuel. All he can see is the eyes, the blood red eyes.)

Samuel: I'm-I'm sorry, George. I know you're not responsible for what happened. You-you were just trying to protect yourself.

(The creature growls at him, and Samuel falls to his feet. The memories fall into place.)

Samuel: I remember that voice. All those years ago...I remember how you used it to get Mother's attention. Mother loved you so much more than she loved me. I was so jealous of how she could love someone more than me. I wanted to kill you, but I was afraid. Afraid they would suspect me. So I locked you down here. I turned you into that monster. And I did my best to forget you ever existed. But you had to remember. (He reaches for the shotgun.) I should have killed you. I was foolish to think they would catch me. But now I can fix my mistake. (He aims the gun.) After all, you're not my brother. You're not even real.

(He fires the gun, and George falls over. Samuel walks over to check the body, but to his horror, it's no longer there.)

(Just then, something bashes him on the head from behind. He falls down, dead.)

(A man, wearing only an old curtain around his torso, drags the body into the boiler room and closes the door.)

NARRATOR: "Samuel Bellhop had everything. A fine house, a good career, and a bright future. But his downfall was one mistake. A mistake he never would have repeated, if not for the Twilight Zone."

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