# Scary r/Nosleep Reddit Horror Stories to listen to while i grind stats in OS Runescape (im addicted)

An episode of [CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio](https://invisiblenetwork.ai/podcast/1492008134), 2 May 2025, 3 h 46 min.

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## Transcript

[0:02] Speaker 1: When I found what was left with my grandfather. He
[0:05] Speaker 1: didn't look like he was any closer to God, his
[0:09] Speaker 1: flesh creaking like the bows of a tree. I might
[0:13] Speaker 1: not have recognized what I was looking at if he
[0:16] Speaker 1: hadn't whimpered at my light. I'd only met him once
[0:21] Speaker 1: before that I was about ten or so. I had
[0:25] Speaker 1: no idea about this strange man who turned up claiming
[0:29] Speaker 1: he was my grandfather. For someone who believed cavemen rode dinosaurs,
[0:35] Speaker 1: Elijah wasn't as weird as you might think. He tracked
[0:40] Speaker 1: us down when I was thirteen and came over to
[0:43] Speaker 1: Britain to visit us. Dad had never mentioned his biological father,
[0:48] Speaker 1: and while the old man seemed regretful about the lost time,
[0:52] Speaker 1: he didn't sit around crying about it either. He was
[0:57] Speaker 1: courteous but distant throughout and in Dad parted ways after
[1:02] Speaker 1: those two days and never spoke again, at least not
[1:06] Speaker 1: in person. He did invite us to see him some
[1:11] Speaker 1: day in Texas as he left, but it never happened
[1:16] Speaker 1: Other than that. I remember that he sat me down
[1:20] Speaker 1: one night that talked me through my maths textbook, told
[1:24] Speaker 1: me about imaginary numbers and string theory. Heavy stuff, but
[1:29] Speaker 1: he made it accessible through his simple yet earnest passion.
[1:34] Speaker 1: It was only after he'd gone that Dad told me
[1:37] Speaker 1: the Old Man was a young Earth creationist, believed the
[1:42] Speaker 1: Earth was around six thousand years old, and that every
[1:46] Speaker 1: last solemn word in the Bible was meant to be
[1:48] Speaker 1: taken literally. Twenty eight years later, and I was standing
[1:54] Speaker 1: in the lobby of Elijah's privately owned museum that had
[1:57] Speaker 1: passed to me after my father's death. Dad had never
[2:02] Speaker 1: told me about either the museum or Elijah's own passing,
[2:06] Speaker 1: but going through his estate turned it up, and I
[2:10] Speaker 1: was as surprised as anyone to find out I was
[2:13] Speaker 1: now the owner of sixty acres on the other side
[2:16] Speaker 1: of the world. The whole place was dedicated to teaching
[2:21] Speaker 1: biblical science of the world's creation. I saw stone slabs
[2:26] Speaker 1: with human footprints displayed like great treasures, some of them
[2:30] Speaker 1: sixteen inches healed to toe and with little placards explaining
[2:35] Speaker 1: that the rocks were proof of humans coexisting with dinosaurs.
[2:40] Speaker 1: There was a whole jungle room with plastic caveman versions
[2:43] Speaker 1: of Adam and Eve crouched over paper cut out fire,
[2:47] Speaker 1: while on the opposite side of the room a badly
[2:50] Speaker 1: made stegosaurus watched cane push Abel to the ground. Although
[2:56] Speaker 1: the most ludicrous was the one where two generic looking
[2:59] Speaker 1: caves men used raptor clause the harvest wheat. It was imaginative,
[3:06] Speaker 1: I'll give him that, but it was an especially convincing
[3:12] Speaker 1: How or why Elijah was so obsessed with creationism was
[3:16] Speaker 1: something of a puzzle to me. He'd begun his career
[3:20] Speaker 1: with a pH d in mathematics and a short stint
[3:23] Speaker 1: teaching at a local college, and part of the reason
[3:27] Speaker 1: I spent so much time in that museum packing up
[3:30] Speaker 1: his things was to try and figure him out. During
[3:34] Speaker 1: that time I learned three key things. First, Elijah argued
[3:41] Speaker 1: furiously with every other creationist he could find, and burned
[3:45] Speaker 1: every bridge there was. Without their support, he had almost
[3:50] Speaker 1: no visitors during the thirty years the museum was open.
[3:54] Speaker 1: The second was a cutout of a newspaper I found
[3:57] Speaker 1: on Elijah's desk, showing him him grinning next to a
[4:01] Speaker 1: dinosaur footprint. The article talked about how he'd gotten lost
[4:05] Speaker 1: in the wilderness and taken refuge in a cave full
[4:08] Speaker 1: of old fossils. I recognized the land in that photo
[4:13] Speaker 1: as the place he'd later built his museum on, so
[4:17] Speaker 1: it must have been important to him. I hadn't seen
[4:21] Speaker 1: any cave in my wonderings, though, but I figured if
[4:24] Speaker 1: I kept looking, i'd come across it sooner or later.
[4:29] Speaker 1: The final piece of the puzzle was Elijah's letter to
[4:32] Speaker 1: my grandmother. I never knew he'd reached out to her.
[4:37] Speaker 1: All we knew was she slept with some American gi
[4:41] Speaker 1: and never wanted to see or speak to him again.
[4:44] Speaker 1: The letter was a proposal. Then I was initially surprised
[4:49] Speaker 1: she'd shown no interest. Elijah was wealthy, intelligent, hard working, and,
[4:56] Speaker 1: based on his photos, a good looking and athletic man.
[5:01] Speaker 1: But then I got to the last page or so
[5:05] Speaker 1: ethel I can offer you more than just a good life.
[5:09] Speaker 1: I can offer you an eternal one. I'm sure I
[5:12] Speaker 1: told you by the time I hurt my leg hiking
[5:14] Speaker 1: in the wilderness and was forced to take shelter in
[5:17] Speaker 1: a cave until the storm passed. There, I found many
[5:21] Speaker 1: strange and curious fossils, and I took the first steps
[5:25] Speaker 1: on this strange hobby of mine. But what I haven't
[5:28] Speaker 1: told the others is that I saw more than just
[5:31] Speaker 1: a few old rocks I found a way, down, Down, down, down, Ethel.
[5:39] Speaker 1: I went deep in the earth, and there I found
[5:42] Speaker 1: a paradise, a peace of the world that had been
[5:45] Speaker 1: preserved as it was before the great flood. And I
[5:50] Speaker 1: saw early Man still living as he did in the
[5:53] Speaker 1: days of Eden, ten feet tall and a thousand years old,
[5:57] Speaker 1: and speaking the tongue of God handed down before the
[6:00] Speaker 1: fall of Babel. One of these great men sat me
[6:04] Speaker 1: down and told me the secret histories of the world.
[6:08] Speaker 1: I've kept this knowledge to myself for so long, but
[6:11] Speaker 1: I know I can change the world, and it begins
[6:14] Speaker 1: with this new book I'm writing. After that, a museum
[6:19] Speaker 1: to display all the proof I've gathered. It isn't just
[6:23] Speaker 1: about history, Ethel, it's the future that's at stake. Down there,
[6:28] Speaker 1: I learned how to put a stop to it. All
[6:31] Speaker 1: the wars and the fighting, hunger and deprivation, it can
[6:36] Speaker 1: all be a thing of the past. And I believe
[6:38] Speaker 1: it's God's will I do this. I can change the world, Ethel.
[6:44] Speaker 1: I want you by my side when I do it.
[6:48] Speaker 1: There it is, I muttered quietly to myself as I
[6:52] Speaker 1: read the letter by the dim light of Elijah's old
[6:55] Speaker 1: desk lamp. That was why my grandmother had not responded
[6:59] Speaker 1: to his letters, and why my father did not meet
[7:02] Speaker 1: his father until Elijah tracked him down decades later, six
[7:08] Speaker 1: weeks in the dusty ruins of Elijah's seldom visited museum,
[7:12] Speaker 1: and I finally felt like I understood my grandfather, intelligent, stubborn,
[7:20] Speaker 1: possibly mentally ill. Over the next few days, I continued
[7:26] Speaker 1: to pack up his things and found myself often feeling
[7:30] Speaker 1: sorry for him. It was lonely out there, and it
[7:34] Speaker 1: made me uncomfortable to think of how an old man
[7:38] Speaker 1: painstakingly painted little plaques no one wanted to read, or
[7:42] Speaker 1: planning the best place to build public toilets for field
[7:46] Speaker 1: trips that never came, and he just kept at it
[7:52] Speaker 1: right until the end. It was like I was walking
[7:56] Speaker 1: around the physical manifestation of someone's delusions. But then I
[8:02] Speaker 1: found the door behind the bookcase, and I discovered that
[8:06] Speaker 1: Elijah had built two museums. Whole time i'd been in
[8:11] Speaker 1: that place, i'd felt a kind of quieter ease, but
[8:15] Speaker 1: I'd put it down to the circumstances packing up a
[8:19] Speaker 1: dead man's things, or so I thought. But as soon
[8:24] Speaker 1: as I pulled on that little locking mechanism, and the
[8:27] Speaker 1: shelf popped free with a puff of stale air. I
[8:31] Speaker 1: understood I'd been sensing something else entirely. It was the
[8:36] Speaker 1: darkness that stood out to me, or maybe the smell.
[8:41] Speaker 1: Hard to say, since I'd never breathed air like it
[8:44] Speaker 1: before or since, and looking back, I think I might
[8:49] Speaker 1: be overstating just how black the darkness at the bottom
[8:52] Speaker 1: of those stairs really was. But just the sight of
[8:56] Speaker 1: it made something inside me want to turn and run,
[9:01] Speaker 1: not just out of the building, but out of the
[9:04] Speaker 1: damned country, back to the airport and home again. I
[9:09] Speaker 1: had no idea what was going to be down there,
[9:12] Speaker 1: but for some reason I was scared witless. Just the dark,
[9:21] Speaker 1: I told myself, before forcing one foot in front of
[9:24] Speaker 1: the other and making my way down. Wasn't far before
[9:29] Speaker 1: the plaster chipped away and there was nothing but bare
[9:32] Speaker 1: rock for walls. Turns out I hadn't been able to
[9:38] Speaker 1: find the cave on Elijah's land because he'd build the
[9:41] Speaker 1: museum on top of it. And down there, in a
[9:45] Speaker 1: large chamber bigger than most school gyms, was a whole
[9:49] Speaker 1: other set of displays, eight large glass tanks, each one
[9:55] Speaker 1: bigger than a car. I quickly realized what I'd been
[9:59] Speaker 1: smelling the whole time was from aldehyde, and it had
[10:04] Speaker 1: turned those glass tanks into green and murky pits where
[10:08] Speaker 1: my light revealed only the occasional glimpse of what lay within.
[10:14] Speaker 1: Whatever Elijah was planning on showing off down here, it
[10:19] Speaker 1: wasn't fossilized rocks. There was flesh and bone in there,
[10:25] Speaker 1: exposed muscle, all white and wriggly. I moved quickly at first,
[10:31] Speaker 1: shining my light into each one and squinting. I was
[10:35] Speaker 1: skittish and in a hurry, not sure what I was
[10:38] Speaker 1: going to find. But then I looked into one and
[10:42] Speaker 1: saw a fist sized eyeball staring back at me, and
[10:46] Speaker 1: I cried out in terror. It was the suddenness of
[10:51] Speaker 1: it that got me that, And it was housed in
[10:54] Speaker 1: a socket of rotting flesh, unfamiliar in color and shape.
[11:00] Speaker 1: Couldn't have told you if it belonged to something that slithered,
[11:04] Speaker 1: swam or flew. But as I walked around the case,
[11:09] Speaker 1: I did find a hand curled up in one corner,
[11:12] Speaker 1: with fingers all different lengths and shapes. What was Elijah
[11:19] Speaker 1: planning to do down there? In that hidden room? There
[11:23] Speaker 1: were no plaques, no explanations, only those eight tanks that
[11:28] Speaker 1: took up most of the enormous space, each one raised
[11:32] Speaker 1: so the bottom was about chest height, ready for someone
[11:35] Speaker 1: to wander around and marvel a god knows what. The
[11:40] Speaker 1: floor had been covered in marble, so he clearly had
[11:44] Speaker 1: grand ambitions. Now there was only dust and sandy pebbles
[11:49] Speaker 1: littering the floor, but everything upstairs had been hooky and cheap,
[11:54] Speaker 1: the kind of evidence that was going to convince the
[11:57] Speaker 1: already convinced. But down there, there in the dark, where
[12:02] Speaker 1: I could just make out the great shapes floating in
[12:05] Speaker 1: the murky dark, there was the sense of something electric
[12:09] Speaker 1: in the air, a feeling of revelation that wormed its
[12:13] Speaker 1: way up through the ground, through my feet, and into
[12:16] Speaker 1: my chest, where it settled like a kind of slow panic.
[12:21] Speaker 1: I couldn't stop myself wondering about Elijah's belief and how
[12:25] Speaker 1: it factored into that strange place. What had he preserved
[12:31] Speaker 1: for decades in that chemical filth. I left after only
[12:36] Speaker 1: ten minutes and returned to the normal world above, where
[12:40] Speaker 1: I spent a good hour sitting in the sun, hoping
[12:43] Speaker 1: that tex and warmth would purge the dirty feeling that
[12:47] Speaker 1: dark room had left me with. I briefly made arrangements
[12:51] Speaker 1: to return home, but quickly canceled. Elijah was insane, so
[12:58] Speaker 1: I told myself. But there was something down there, and
[13:03] Speaker 1: it was a damned sight, more compelling than a bunch
[13:06] Speaker 1: of cheap forgeries. That night, I stayed in the same
[13:12] Speaker 1: room I always had, and lay tossing and turning beneath
[13:16] Speaker 1: the moonlight, unable and unwilling to simply let the thoughts
[13:20] Speaker 1: of that room fade away. I was wide awake when
[13:24] Speaker 1: I heard the sound of something moving around the rooms below.
[13:28] Speaker 1: I was alone out there, far from civilization. The sheriff
[13:33] Speaker 1: had spoken to me a fair bit about trying to
[13:36] Speaker 1: get a hotel, and for the first time I wished
[13:40] Speaker 1: i'd taken his advice. He was mainly concerned about squatters,
[13:46] Speaker 1: and that's what I told myself. Must be out there,
[13:50] Speaker 1: despite the danger, I got up to check on it. Anyway,
[13:54] Speaker 1: the thought of a whole night spent hold up in
[13:57] Speaker 1: that room waiting for some crack addict to come stumbling
[14:00] Speaker 1: in didn't seem much better than going out there and
[14:03] Speaker 1: confronting them. But of course there was more to it
[14:08] Speaker 1: than that. I had strange ideas floating in my head,
[14:12] Speaker 1: left over from the short time I'd spent wondering those
[14:16] Speaker 1: great glass displays. Every time I closed my eyes, I
[14:22] Speaker 1: saw images of strange, shadowed things floating within. I wanted
[14:28] Speaker 1: to bury those thoughts as quickly as possible and put
[14:31] Speaker 1: an end to fancy notions of monsters lurking in the dark.
[14:38] Speaker 1: At first, the museum looked much like it always had.
[14:42] Speaker 1: There were boxes of artifacts and books I'd spent the
[14:45] Speaker 1: last few weeks putting away, and quite a few displays
[14:49] Speaker 1: still left standing from where I'd yet to get to them.
[14:53] Speaker 1: In the jungle room, I walked past those funny looking
[14:56] Speaker 1: cavemen and plastic dinosaurs hiding behind find fake ferns, and
[15:01] Speaker 1: stopped briefly to examine the serpent that tented passers by
[15:06] Speaker 1: with an apple in its child sized fist. It was
[15:09] Speaker 1: a cheap looking creation, with a strange childlike face rendered
[15:14] Speaker 1: in fiberglass scales and beady yellow eyes. I disliked it
[15:19] Speaker 1: from day one, and catching it in the dark that
[15:22] Speaker 1: night made me hate it even more. But this time
[15:28] Speaker 1: I stopped and re read the plaque beneath I remembered
[15:33] Speaker 1: the words Elijah had written for it. And at the
[15:36] Speaker 1: time I dismissed them, but some strange feeling made me
[15:40] Speaker 1: revisit them. In that moment, Creatures alive to day, such
[15:46] Speaker 1: as snakes and lizards, looked very different under conditions of
[15:49] Speaker 1: the pre flood world, where the air was alive with
[15:52] Speaker 1: powerful static, and water did not fall from the sky
[15:56] Speaker 1: but seeped upwards from the ground as a kind of
[15:59] Speaker 1: conduct insation. The serpent was probably not like any snake
[16:04] Speaker 1: we'd see today, but perhaps an altogether different creature whose
[16:09] Speaker 1: bones continued to confound the non believer scientists who studied them.
[16:14] Speaker 1: Only through the Bible can we realize what such fossils
[16:17] Speaker 1: truly represent. This is only one interpretation of what the
[16:22] Speaker 1: serpent that tempted Eve may have looked like. When I
[16:27] Speaker 1: looked up, another pair of eyes were gazing at me
[16:31] Speaker 1: from over the mannekin's shoulder. I could not see the
[16:35] Speaker 1: face that hid behind the fake plant, but there was
[16:38] Speaker 1: no denying the two yellow reflective points that fixed me
[16:42] Speaker 1: momentarily before blinking one at a time. I froze, terrified
[16:50] Speaker 1: by such primal sight as a pair of predatory eyes
[16:53] Speaker 1: gazing at me from the dark, and watched in terror
[16:57] Speaker 1: as they slinked away, disappeared entirely. There followed the sounds
[17:05] Speaker 1: of a few rapid and wet footfalls across the tile floor,
[17:09] Speaker 1: as something in that room crawled quietly into the shadows.
[17:14] Speaker 1: That night, I barricaded my bedroom door, and come morning,
[17:20] Speaker 1: when I felt a little braver in the daylight, I
[17:23] Speaker 1: checked the jungle room and found wet and slimy tracks
[17:27] Speaker 1: leading to Elijah's office, where they disappeared behind the bookcase
[17:32] Speaker 1: and into the cave below. It was crazy, I told myself,
[17:39] Speaker 1: all of it was madness, but I couldn't shake my curiosity,
[17:44] Speaker 1: and if you were me, you wouldn't have been able
[17:47] Speaker 1: to either. This was like seeing the ice wall in
[17:51] Speaker 1: the Arctic, proof of some mad conspirital gibberish that we've
[17:56] Speaker 1: all been peddled for years through rapid fire YouTubers who
[18:00] Speaker 1: talk about flat earths and giants under the pyramids. It
[18:04] Speaker 1: was as if I'd felt what Elijah had spoken of.
[18:08] Speaker 1: The air really was electric down there. The ground was different.
[18:13] Speaker 1: But as much as I hated to even give his
[18:16] Speaker 1: beliefs the tiniest iota of credit, I could think of
[18:20] Speaker 1: no other way to describe it than I had briefly
[18:23] Speaker 1: stood in the conditions of another older world. I had
[18:29] Speaker 1: to make sense of it. I'd spent weeks putting away
[18:32] Speaker 1: badly made fakes and forgeries, footprints with visible tool marks,
[18:37] Speaker 1: badly arranged dinosaur bones, and direrharmis of raptors in Noah's ark.
[18:43] Speaker 1: Elijah had found something, all right, but I was certain
[18:48] Speaker 1: it wasn't proof of his worldview. I just had to
[18:52] Speaker 1: understand it on my own terms. Despite every bit of apprehension,
[18:59] Speaker 1: I went back down the staircase. This time I took
[19:03] Speaker 1: a crowbar and slipped a claw hammer in one belt loop,
[19:08] Speaker 1: just in case. I also brought a few wired floodlights
[19:12] Speaker 1: and set about lighting that main room up so I
[19:15] Speaker 1: could get a proper look. It didn't help me see
[19:18] Speaker 1: what was in those cases any better. If anything, the
[19:22] Speaker 1: bright lights scattered even harder in the filth, and it
[19:26] Speaker 1: all looked like a kind of pale green jelly. But
[19:31] Speaker 1: I did find two doors I hadn't noticed the last time.
[19:35] Speaker 1: One was a simple wooden one that led into a
[19:38] Speaker 1: small closet full of old journals and cassettes. The other
[19:44] Speaker 1: was like a metal bulkhead, the kind that would be
[19:47] Speaker 1: used on a ship to seal a flooding hallway. I
[19:51] Speaker 1: know at some point I was going behind that door,
[19:55] Speaker 1: but for the time being I settled for reading some
[19:58] Speaker 1: of Elijah's ol anals. It seemed like the easier of
[20:03] Speaker 1: the two options. Specimen one rat failure. Died after only
[20:10] Speaker 1: a few hours. Preserved and put aside for further investigation.
[20:16] Speaker 1: Specimen two sheep partial failure. The wool continued to grow
[20:22] Speaker 1: at unusual pace, small buds flowers we'll see. Preserved and
[20:29] Speaker 1: put aside for further investigation. Specimen three cow failure. If
[20:38] Speaker 1: size is anything to go by, the ark must have
[20:41] Speaker 1: been colossal. Perhaps these creatures are the origins of the
[20:45] Speaker 1: fossils so many scientists attribute to wooly mammoths. Attempted dissection
[20:50] Speaker 1: but proved too difficult. Specimen has been preserved and put
[20:55] Speaker 1: aside for further investigation. Specimen four spider successful. A truly
[21:04] Speaker 1: prehistoric creature. It returned to its aquatic roots and lived
[21:09] Speaker 1: for many days in its tank before dying during an escape.
[21:12] Speaker 1: Attempt to think these creatures once swam in the oceans.
[21:17] Speaker 1: I have preserved the specimen for further investigation. Specimen five
[21:24] Speaker 1: lizard success. The primitive attempts at speech were a promising sign.
[21:31] Speaker 1: Euthanizing it proved difficult, but ultimately necessary. The things it
[21:36] Speaker 1: said could not have been permitted in a god fearing society.
[21:40] Speaker 1: Reserved for further investigation. Specimen six cactus house plant success.
[21:50] Speaker 1: Question marks relatively unchanged in outward appearance, but dissection revealed
[21:56] Speaker 1: the insights it developed to meet like appearance, continued use
[22:00] Speaker 1: to grow despite best efforts. Preserved in the hopes the
[22:04] Speaker 1: formeldehyde will kill it, but must keep a close eye
[22:07] Speaker 1: on its display. Specimen seven blue catfish success. The origins
[22:16] Speaker 1: of the Great Leviathan perhaps lie within creatures such as this.
[22:20] Speaker 1: Its growth was extraordinary, and it will be a struggle
[22:24] Speaker 1: to fit the beast inside one of the displays. I
[22:28] Speaker 1: do not envy the ancient sailors who encountered one of
[22:30] Speaker 1: these in open waters. Specimen eight sparrow failure, dreadful mistake.
[22:40] Speaker 1: Euthanize itself while screaming obscenities. The things is said were
[22:45] Speaker 1: extremely blasphemous. Preserved and put aside for further investigation. Specimen nine.
[22:54] Speaker 1: Despite my best efforts, exposure to pre flood conditions has
[22:59] Speaker 1: begun to affect me. I'll have to join the Great
[23:02] Speaker 1: men below. If they will have me, I will not
[23:06] Speaker 1: be able to continue my great work, and that saddens
[23:09] Speaker 1: me deeply. Not a success, but not a failure either.
[23:16] Speaker 1: At least I can take solace in knowing this will
[23:18] Speaker 1: bring me closer to God. I looked at the tanks
[23:25] Speaker 1: and suppressed a shudder. With these Elijah's failed experiments, and
[23:30] Speaker 1: if so, what on earth had he been doing to them?
[23:35] Speaker 1: There was no scientific equipment down there, no mad scientist
[23:38] Speaker 1: laboratory with bubbling vials and buzzing tesla coils. That I
[23:43] Speaker 1: had been the size of a cantelope and could not
[23:46] Speaker 1: have belonged to anything on that list, at least not
[23:50] Speaker 1: in its natural state. But Elijah's notes hinted strongly at
[23:55] Speaker 1: him having changed them somehow, a kind of mutation, I wondered,
[24:01] Speaker 1: perhaps even a form of radiation. For a moment, I
[24:06] Speaker 1: considered going through the rest of the notes, but that
[24:10] Speaker 1: was just delaying the inevitable. I was impatient, curious, and
[24:16] Speaker 1: desperate to make sense of these things. So I approached
[24:20] Speaker 1: the great metal door and reached for the lock, but
[24:24] Speaker 1: hesitated when I heard a sound on the other side,
[24:29] Speaker 1: a gentle suscration. I leaned forward and listened intently as
[24:35] Speaker 1: I could. Jacob opened the door. It was not a sound.
[24:44] Speaker 1: It wasn't I could not tell you the tombre of
[24:47] Speaker 1: the voice, the volume, or language. It had none of
[24:52] Speaker 1: those things. It was inside me, and it hurt like hell,
[24:59] Speaker 1: a hammers to my cortex that left my mind ringing.
[25:04] Speaker 1: My sight turned into a slide show. Blood sprayed from
[25:07] Speaker 1: my nose and mouth. The floor was suddenly inches from
[25:11] Speaker 1: my face, and then my hands were reaching for the
[25:14] Speaker 1: locking wheel. I dragged myself to my feet and gripped
[25:18] Speaker 1: it steadily. I was going to open it, even as
[25:24] Speaker 1: my mind finally caught up and I was flooded with
[25:27] Speaker 1: a terrible panic, a desperate, feral need to get out
[25:31] Speaker 1: of there. But I couldn't stop myself. Resisting became a
[25:37] Speaker 1: kind of physical impossibility, as out of bounds as flying
[25:41] Speaker 1: or walking on the ceiling. The loss of control was haunting,
[25:47] Speaker 1: and I would have opened that door were it not
[25:49] Speaker 1: for the sound of splashing water behind me. Something about
[25:54] Speaker 1: it scared me enough that the spell was broken, and
[25:58] Speaker 1: I regained some of my senses. I managed the glance
[26:01] Speaker 1: behind me, and my light caught a glimmer of something
[26:05] Speaker 1: black and oily slithering in one of the tanks. That
[26:09] Speaker 1: sight alone turned my blood towicce, but it still paled
[26:14] Speaker 1: in comparison to the force radiating from beyond that door.
[26:19] Speaker 1: I could feel it still there on the other side,
[26:22] Speaker 1: a white hot aura of domination that threatened to unravel
[26:27] Speaker 1: me like a piece of thread. I'd never experienced anything
[26:32] Speaker 1: like it before, the kind of terror that nearly had
[26:35] Speaker 1: me mewing like a beaten child. Before the thing could
[26:40] Speaker 1: speak again, I ran screaming from that room and out
[26:45] Speaker 1: into the open air with a shock finally hit my
[26:49] Speaker 1: nervous system like a freight train, and I passed out.
[27:03] Speaker 1: When I woke up, my mouth was gummy with dried blood,
[27:07] Speaker 1: and the sun had burned me badly. On one side,
[27:10] Speaker 1: A black boot was nudging me gently in the side.
[27:15] Speaker 1: You're okay down there, I looked up, and a policeman
[27:19] Speaker 1: I had once spoken to not long after arriving in Texas,
[27:23] Speaker 1: was squinting down at me. I'd just about managed to
[27:26] Speaker 1: remember that Wheeler was his name. You need help, well,
[27:31] Speaker 1: he repeated, and I tried to answer. We got a
[27:35] Speaker 1: mouthful of dust. It wasn't until I sat upright and
[27:40] Speaker 1: coughed most of the dust back up that I managed
[27:43] Speaker 1: some kind of response. No, I'm not okay, no sign
[27:50] Speaker 1: of a break in. I looked over to see another
[27:53] Speaker 1: officer step out of the museum. Someone attack. Wheeler asked,
[27:59] Speaker 1: who was it? Crackhead sheriff told you it was a
[28:03] Speaker 1: bad ideas to stay out here all alone. We gotta
[28:06] Speaker 1: get out of here. The deputy put a hand on
[28:10] Speaker 1: his holster and unclipped it. Don't you worry. You're safe now,
[28:15] Speaker 1: he said, Rifle through your things. The second officer added,
[28:19] Speaker 1: as he arrived beside Wheeler, we'll need you to come
[28:22] Speaker 1: look and see if anything's missing. No, no, no, I said,
[28:27] Speaker 1: stumbling to my feet. No, we gotta go. We gotta leave.
[28:32] Speaker 1: Take me to the airport. Calm down now, Wheeler said,
[28:37] Speaker 1: as the two men exchanged the funny. Look, you ain't
[28:40] Speaker 1: even got your passport. Why don't we go in and
[28:43] Speaker 1: take a moment. Maybe let us get a statement. Besides,
[28:47] Speaker 1: Taylor and Keen here have done a thorough sweep of
[28:50] Speaker 1: the place, right yep, the other man smiled. I think
[28:56] Speaker 1: he was trying to reassure me Taylor's just finishing up
[28:59] Speaker 1: in that basement. Elijah Shaw was a funny fella hiding
[29:03] Speaker 1: all that down there. No, no, no, I stammered, le
[29:07] Speaker 1: moving towards the parking lot. We gotta leave, we gotta
[29:11] Speaker 1: leave now, there's something you plan on walking out of here.
[29:15] Speaker 1: Wheeler's hand was on my arm, looking concerned more than angry,
[29:20] Speaker 1: which gave me pause. Whoever left you in the dirt
[29:24] Speaker 1: smash the hell out of your car, he added, that
[29:27] Speaker 1: thing ain't going nowhere. Look, we'll give you a ride,
[29:32] Speaker 1: but first things first, let's go inside and get a
[29:35] Speaker 1: couple of your things. Dejected and let them lead me
[29:39] Speaker 1: back inside. Before I made a bee line to my room,
[29:44] Speaker 1: I didn't do much, packing a single suitcase with everything
[29:48] Speaker 1: I needed to get out of that damn place and
[29:50] Speaker 1: back home. I also took a minute to call my
[29:54] Speaker 1: wife and let her know I was fine. My failure
[29:58] Speaker 1: to call her at the regular time had led her
[30:00] Speaker 1: to phoning the police. Without that, I don't know how
[30:05] Speaker 1: things would have panned out. At the time, I was
[30:08] Speaker 1: deeply thankful just to have her looking out for me,
[30:12] Speaker 1: and all I wanted in the world was to get
[30:14] Speaker 1: back to her and put an end to the whole
[30:17] Speaker 1: weird episode. As soon as I was packed, I ran
[30:21] Speaker 1: back downstairs, where I found Wheeler, who was ready to
[30:25] Speaker 1: enter Elijah's office. Keene went to get Taylor a short
[30:29] Speaker 1: while ago. He said, getting tired of waiting, so you
[30:33] Speaker 1: just stay here while I go round him up. Before
[30:37] Speaker 1: I could beg him to stop, he stepped inside and
[30:41] Speaker 1: I raced after him, but I was too late. By
[30:46] Speaker 1: the time I reached the stairs, the only sign of
[30:49] Speaker 1: him was the light of his torch, already fading. With
[30:54] Speaker 1: him went the keys to the only working car in
[30:57] Speaker 1: that place. I had no choice but to follow. As
[31:02] Speaker 1: soon as I took the first step down, I felt
[31:05] Speaker 1: that strange but familiar energy, only this time it seemed
[31:10] Speaker 1: a thousand times more powerful. It run through the air
[31:15] Speaker 1: like a kind of vibration. Sound seemed both muted and amplified.
[31:21] Speaker 1: My footsteps were silent, but my breath was like thunder.
[31:26] Speaker 1: The effect was claustrophobic, like the world was closing in
[31:30] Speaker 1: on me. By the time I arrived at the bottom,
[31:35] Speaker 1: I had already felt like it was too late to
[31:37] Speaker 1: turn back. I nearly cried out when I saw that
[31:42] Speaker 1: the great metal door was already open, no sign of
[31:47] Speaker 1: the men. For Meldehyde lay pooling on the floor where
[31:51] Speaker 1: it mixed slowly with a puddle of fresh blood, although
[31:56] Speaker 1: I had no idea who it belonged to. The tank
[32:00] Speaker 1: remained intact, which I was thankful for, But it troubled
[32:04] Speaker 1: me to think of how that fluid got splashed around
[32:07] Speaker 1: so violently. And the lights I set up had been
[32:10] Speaker 1: knocked over in what must have been some kind of struggle,
[32:15] Speaker 1: and now they cast long and frightening shadows. Wheeler had
[32:20] Speaker 1: never been more than a couple seconds ahead of me,
[32:23] Speaker 1: and yet he was nowhere to be seen in that room.
[32:28] Speaker 1: But I already knew that every question racing through my
[32:31] Speaker 1: mind could be traced to a single place. Where had
[32:36] Speaker 1: the men gone, What had caused such violence and mayhem?
[32:40] Speaker 1: Why are my ears ringing? Why are my feet moving
[32:43] Speaker 1: of their own accord? What had Elijah found in the wilderness?
[32:47] Speaker 1: What had changed those animals? What had spoken to me
[32:50] Speaker 1: from the other side of a foot thick steel doorway.
[32:54] Speaker 1: What had compelled me to be drawn helplessly towards the
[32:57] Speaker 1: strange and corpulent mist that rolled out of the black
[33:01] Speaker 1: abyss and beckoned me deeper into the depths of the earth.
[33:06] Speaker 1: The answer to every one of those questions was the same,
[33:11] Speaker 1: and it was all due to the force that lived
[33:14] Speaker 1: on the other side of that door. It must have
[33:20] Speaker 1: surely affected the policeman in the same way it had
[33:22] Speaker 1: affected me. I was no more than half way across
[33:26] Speaker 1: the room when it felt like I was actually falling
[33:29] Speaker 1: towards an open vault. After I crossed the threshold, I
[33:35] Speaker 1: seemed to lose all sense of time and self. God
[33:39] Speaker 1: knows what it must have been like for Elijah, all
[33:42] Speaker 1: those years ago, lost in the wilderness. I don't know
[33:47] Speaker 1: what it was he found, but I still think he
[33:50] Speaker 1: was mad and naive to genuinely think it was anything
[33:54] Speaker 1: to do with God. Even now, glimpses of the journey
[33:58] Speaker 1: down echo in my mind like snapshots in the dark.
[34:03] Speaker 1: I remember heat and light. I remember pale mist that
[34:07] Speaker 1: curled around my feet, lit within by some impossible light.
[34:12] Speaker 1: I remember wandering vast caves larger than any stadium. But
[34:18] Speaker 1: most of all, I remember the air and the way
[34:21] Speaker 1: it crackled with skittish electricity. I could feel it across
[34:27] Speaker 1: my skin like a gentle sunburn. There were buildings down there,
[34:34] Speaker 1: and as I went deeper, over what might have been
[34:37] Speaker 1: hours or maybe even days, I saw the air filled
[34:41] Speaker 1: with glowing mists so bright it was more like day
[34:45] Speaker 1: than night. And it was in one of those buildings
[34:50] Speaker 1: I found my long lost grandfather, or what was left
[34:57] Speaker 1: of him. I guess, of course, I say that, but
[35:02] Speaker 1: he was alive. He made noises, so he must have
[35:06] Speaker 1: been alive. The building was enormous, larger than even the
[35:11] Speaker 1: cave above, but poor Elijah had still grown to take
[35:15] Speaker 1: up nearly a third of it. He'd grown taller, like
[35:19] Speaker 1: he believed what happen, and I bet he was longer
[35:23] Speaker 1: lived too. But I don't think the conditions of that
[35:27] Speaker 1: cave had made him into something divine. If anything, he
[35:33] Speaker 1: looked to me like he was breaking down, melting in
[35:36] Speaker 1: slow motion. Made me think of the elephant's foot in Chernobyl.
[35:42] Speaker 1: Someone or something had also staked bits of him into place,
[35:47] Speaker 1: and tied some of his limbs to the vast rocky
[35:50] Speaker 1: beams that supported the building ceiling. There was a touch
[35:54] Speaker 1: of cruelty about it that I couldn't quite place at
[35:57] Speaker 1: the time, but would later attribute to the brands burned
[36:01] Speaker 1: into his flesh at semi regular intervals. If he had
[36:06] Speaker 1: a mouth, I've no doubt he would have begged me
[36:10] Speaker 1: to kill him. But my mind was not my own
[36:13] Speaker 1: at that time, and I left that place and went
[36:16] Speaker 1: back to wondering the mist in search of something I
[36:19] Speaker 1: could not understand. I was merely compelled to go deeper
[36:24] Speaker 1: towards some strange force that beckoned me onwards, working my
[36:29] Speaker 1: feet and body like I was nothing more but a puppet. Eventually,
[36:35] Speaker 1: during my journey, I heard a voice. He was wailing
[36:40] Speaker 1: and sobbing, and he came screaming out of the mist
[36:44] Speaker 1: and ran right into me. Something about the collision shocked
[36:48] Speaker 1: both of us enough that it seemed to break the
[36:50] Speaker 1: cave's effect on us. He looked as surprised to see
[36:54] Speaker 1: me as I was to see him, and for a
[36:57] Speaker 1: brief moment, we both lay in the law and stammered
[37:01] Speaker 1: desperately in an attempt to speak. Eventually I managed to
[37:07] Speaker 1: ask what the hell had happened, but he jumped on
[37:10] Speaker 1: top of me and climbed a hand around my mouth.
[37:14] Speaker 1: He held me there for a few seconds, his wide,
[37:17] Speaker 1: terrified eyes imploring me to stay quiet. And then I
[37:25] Speaker 1: heard the footfalls of a giant, and I felt its
[37:30] Speaker 1: mind looking for us, and I caught glimpses of the
[37:34] Speaker 1: world as remembered by that man shaped creature, the contents
[37:39] Speaker 1: of his mind spilling outwards into me. I saw the
[37:43] Speaker 1: great flood, the ark a world with wondering Seraphim, and
[37:47] Speaker 1: the great Tannin, the Behemoth and Leviathan. But more than that,
[37:54] Speaker 1: I felt a kind of seething contempt in his feelings
[37:58] Speaker 1: towards us, burning disdain for the lesser race that had
[38:02] Speaker 1: inherited the surface. I don't know how to fully describe it,
[38:08] Speaker 1: But whatever that thing was, I don't know how Elijah
[38:12] Speaker 1: could have possibly mistaken it for benevolent. Perhaps he had
[38:17] Speaker 1: seen only what he wanted to. Perhaps it had read
[38:21] Speaker 1: within him a desperate need to believe and used that
[38:24] Speaker 1: to manipulate him. God knows what would have happened if
[38:29] Speaker 1: Elijah had actually managed to fill that hidden room with
[38:32] Speaker 1: people and open the door. Whatever lived within that cave
[38:38] Speaker 1: would have had ten times the number of victims it
[38:40] Speaker 1: had claimed so far. Only Elijah's arrogance and obstinence had
[38:45] Speaker 1: saved him from playing right into its hands. Eventually, the
[38:51] Speaker 1: creature moved away from us. I'm not sure how or
[38:55] Speaker 1: why it couldn't find us. The spelled cast seemed to
[38:58] Speaker 1: come and go, and in that moment, the only thing
[39:02] Speaker 1: I could be sure of was that, once free, I
[39:05] Speaker 1: had every intention of getting the hell out of there.
[39:10] Speaker 1: Wheeler and I seemed to share this understanding, because as
[39:13] Speaker 1: soon as it was saved to he let me go,
[39:16] Speaker 1: and the two of us wordlessly began to skulk back
[39:20] Speaker 1: the way we came. It wasn't as long back as
[39:24] Speaker 1: I feared it might be, Although it's still hard to
[39:27] Speaker 1: be sure of the time. What I can be sure
[39:30] Speaker 1: of is that it was a special kind of nightmare
[39:33] Speaker 1: to leave that place. The mist made it impossible to navigate,
[39:39] Speaker 1: and if it wasn't for the tracks we'd left in
[39:41] Speaker 1: the strange wet ground, we would have been lost forever
[39:45] Speaker 1: down there. Even then, we often got waylaid and had
[39:49] Speaker 1: to take hours just to find our way back to
[39:52] Speaker 1: the track, and more than once we found ourselves forced
[39:56] Speaker 1: to hide in crevices and caves as terrible things drift
[40:00] Speaker 1: close in the fog, drawn perhaps by our scent or
[40:04] Speaker 1: some other strange force. But eventually we found ourselves hiking
[40:10] Speaker 1: upwards at a steep and familiar incline, where the mist
[40:14] Speaker 1: thinned out almost entirely. By the time we were finally
[40:19] Speaker 1: stumbling back out into the hidden room with the class tanks.
[40:24] Speaker 1: I had managed to grow a fair bit of stubble,
[40:27] Speaker 1: and I noticed that what was once fresh blood had
[40:30] Speaker 1: now congealed into a dark, rust colored brown. And I
[40:35] Speaker 1: guess we were down there for a good two or
[40:38] Speaker 1: three days. I'm only thankful our memories of it were
[40:43] Speaker 1: so broken. Wheeler almost immediately made a beeline for the exit,
[40:50] Speaker 1: but I grabbed him and pulled him back the door.
[40:54] Speaker 1: I gasped while grabbing the locking wheel and trying to
[40:57] Speaker 1: push it shut, but I was and he took both
[41:01] Speaker 1: of us, trying with all our might to finally swing
[41:05] Speaker 1: it closed. Once the mechanism clicked into place, I tried
[41:10] Speaker 1: to turn and run, with something in me gave out,
[41:14] Speaker 1: and I collapsed to my knees, where I began to
[41:17] Speaker 1: heave and cry. Wheeler placed one hand on my shoulder
[41:22] Speaker 1: and slowly pulled me back to my feet. What the
[41:26] Speaker 1: hell was your grandfather up to out here, he moaned,
[41:30] Speaker 1: as we both limped towards the exit. God knows, I muttered,
[41:36] Speaker 1: and as I placed my foot on the first step up,
[41:39] Speaker 1: I felt the deepest relief I've ever known flood through
[41:43] Speaker 1: my body. Wake Up. The voice was as clear as
[41:53] Speaker 1: day this time, there was no pain. I looked a
[41:59] Speaker 1: Wheeler to go confirmed that he'd heard it too, and
[42:02] Speaker 1: sure enough, he was staring at me with a horrified expression.
[42:08] Speaker 1: But the command made no sense, and it seemed to
[42:11] Speaker 1: be distant, almost thinned. Was it the distance, I wondered,
[42:17] Speaker 1: or the door. Elijah must have put the barrier there
[42:20] Speaker 1: for a reason, but I couldn't be sure. That was
[42:24] Speaker 1: the only reason. That the voice felt different somehow. But
[42:29] Speaker 1: then I heard the sound behind me, and I realized
[42:32] Speaker 1: why those words had been so strange. The command wasn't
[42:40] Speaker 1: meant for us. The glass tankers broke one by one,
[42:47] Speaker 1: and Wheeler and I both turned to see the room
[42:50] Speaker 1: flood with formaldehyde and slick, oily flesh. The smell alone
[42:56] Speaker 1: was enough to make me recoil and cry out. But
[43:00] Speaker 1: then I saw them, the creatures within God, most of
[43:06] Speaker 1: them merely thrust around. I don't know what that was.
[43:10] Speaker 1: I simply don't know. Something fish like, I suppose, screamed
[43:16] Speaker 1: in an almost human voice and rolled around in the
[43:19] Speaker 1: slick waters. Another thing was pulling apart its face with
[43:24] Speaker 1: a starfish shaped hand. One was just a pile of
[43:28] Speaker 1: legs that wrapped around the central mass, but one of
[43:32] Speaker 1: them was rising to its feet, two yellow eyes glaring
[43:37] Speaker 1: back at me from the dark, the irises glowing with
[43:40] Speaker 1: a sickly rage. It almost looked human. Before I had
[43:48] Speaker 1: time to react, the creature leaped up both of us
[43:51] Speaker 1: and sent us both sprawling onto the steps, where I
[43:54] Speaker 1: hit my head. For a few terrifying moments, I felt
[43:58] Speaker 1: myself being dragged slowly down into that disgusting liquid, where
[44:04] Speaker 1: strange tentacles and insectile legs threshed violently for some kind
[44:09] Speaker 1: of purchase. I remember something hairy and kiteness brushing against
[44:14] Speaker 1: my cheek, and the disgusting sensation was enough to bring
[44:18] Speaker 1: me back to my senses. When I looked over to
[44:22] Speaker 1: where Wheeler was being pulled right beside me. It was
[44:25] Speaker 1: semi conscious and groaning, and I realized it was up
[44:29] Speaker 1: to me to try and get us out of there.
[44:34] Speaker 1: I kicked violently at the strange thing pulling us. It
[44:37] Speaker 1: was smaller than I thought, a bit bigger than most children,
[44:42] Speaker 1: but it held onto my leg with an iron grip.
[44:46] Speaker 1: But my movement woke Wheeler, who finally coming around, began
[44:50] Speaker 1: to fight back. Both of us kicked as violently as
[44:54] Speaker 1: we could and seemed to enrage the monster that was
[44:57] Speaker 1: fighting to pull us towards the door. With a strange hiss,
[45:02] Speaker 1: he let go and turned towards Wheeler, lashing out with
[45:05] Speaker 1: a single swipe of his hand. Almost immediately, there was
[45:09] Speaker 1: an arterial spray of blood and a death rattle from
[45:13] Speaker 1: the officer's lips that made my blood run cold. For
[45:17] Speaker 1: a few desperate seconds, the dying man seemed to fumble
[45:21] Speaker 1: towards his belt and grab something in his fist. I
[45:25] Speaker 1: hoped it was a gun, but instead his limp hand
[45:29] Speaker 1: fell open and revealed a beaten old zippo lighter and
[45:34] Speaker 1: his car keys. I don't know if he meant to,
[45:39] Speaker 1: but in that moment, Wheeler saved my life. I grabbed
[45:47] Speaker 1: both items and ran as quickly as I could, reaching
[45:50] Speaker 1: the steps and refusing to look back for even a second.
[45:55] Speaker 1: I lit the zippo and tossed it behind me, praying
[45:58] Speaker 1: to God that this fire no gambit would work. Something
[46:03] Speaker 1: took a swipe at my back, a hot, burning sensation,
[46:07] Speaker 1: followed by a warm trickle that ran down my legs.
[46:10] Speaker 1: My final memory before I stumbled face first and hit
[46:14] Speaker 1: my head again was one of light and heat, A
[46:18] Speaker 1: blinding flash and a terrible warmth that pushed the last
[46:22] Speaker 1: glimse of my consciousness aside and left me drifting in
[46:27] Speaker 1: the dark. I never recovered from my time in Elijah's museum,
[46:34] Speaker 1: and I never even made it to the car. Please
[46:37] Speaker 1: found me, having crawled just outside while the entire place
[46:41] Speaker 1: went up in flames. The plume of smoke was what
[46:45] Speaker 1: caught their attention, and when they arrived, I was soon
[46:48] Speaker 1: rushed after hospital. The death of Wheeler was attributed to
[46:53] Speaker 1: a violent attacker, mainly an account of the damage to
[46:57] Speaker 1: his body, and they pulled it out of the fire,
[47:01] Speaker 1: not just burns, of course, but the slash throat and
[47:04] Speaker 1: damaged vertebrae. Taylor and Keen, all never recovered, were both
[47:10] Speaker 1: considered victims of the same attacker. For my part, I
[47:16] Speaker 1: never contradicted this theory, but I never could quite bring
[47:20] Speaker 1: myself to outright say some crazy addict was the reason
[47:23] Speaker 1: for the fire and the men's deaths. Besides, I had
[47:29] Speaker 1: my own issues to deal with, third degree burns over
[47:33] Speaker 1: most of my back and damaged to my spine that
[47:37] Speaker 1: left me with severe nerve damage. It'd be a lifetime
[47:41] Speaker 1: of work just to get back at my feet, so
[47:44] Speaker 1: the doctor said back then. As for the museum, I'm
[47:50] Speaker 1: glad it went up in smoke, and I'm glad the
[47:53] Speaker 1: explosion caused the caving down there. My memories of the
[47:58] Speaker 1: cave itself are still quite fuzzy. Of course, I've relayed
[48:02] Speaker 1: as much as I can. We went down, we saw things,
[48:07] Speaker 1: then came back. The images the giants pushed into my mind.
[48:12] Speaker 1: I'm still not sure how trustworthy they are. I still
[48:17] Speaker 1: don't believe Elijah's interpretation of that cave was correct. I
[48:21] Speaker 1: don't think the Earth is only six thousand years old,
[48:24] Speaker 1: or that the Bible is meant to be taken literally.
[48:28] Speaker 1: But they say humans evolved over a million years ago.
[48:33] Speaker 1: I guess there's a lot of history that got lost
[48:35] Speaker 1: along the way. As for Elijah's theory that the conditions
[48:40] Speaker 1: of the cave would cause some divine change in humans, well,
[48:45] Speaker 1: I can remember him clearly enough to know there was
[48:49] Speaker 1: nothing godly about what happened to him. And as for me,
[48:55] Speaker 1: the doctors keep scanning me. It was once every six months,
[49:00] Speaker 1: then three, then one. Then I was being called into
[49:05] Speaker 1: the hospital damn near every other day. And now they
[49:08] Speaker 1: won't even let me out of my room. They won't
[49:12] Speaker 1: tell me what's wrong? Why I sometimes wake up to
[49:16] Speaker 1: find my back itching like it's covered in a thousand ants.
[49:20] Speaker 1: Why the last nurse who gave me a sponge bath
[49:23] Speaker 1: ran out sobbing half way through. They took me in
[49:27] Speaker 1: for surgery a few days ago, and when I woke up,
[49:31] Speaker 1: they'd amputated something from my leg, but they wouldn't tell
[49:35] Speaker 1: me what. I'm lucky my wife managed to sneak this
[49:39] Speaker 1: phone in. It's the only communication I have with the
[49:42] Speaker 1: outside world. I'd like to see her again, but I'm
[49:47] Speaker 1: not sure I will. I guess I was down in
[49:51] Speaker 1: that cave for too long, but I know it's getting
[49:54] Speaker 1: worse and that I don't have much longer. The last
[50:00] Speaker 1: doctor who came in wore a hazmat suit, and I'm
[50:04] Speaker 1: pretty sure when he left he was still coughing out blood.
[50:20] Speaker 1: I wouldn't say we were evil, just bored. Eighteen years old,
[50:26] Speaker 1: first semester of college. Two cocky for our own good.
[50:31] Speaker 1: Me and Derek mostly kept to ourselves. We weren't jocks
[50:35] Speaker 1: or frat types. We just liked messing with people. And
[50:40] Speaker 1: Jeremy was easy. He sat in the front row every class,
[50:47] Speaker 1: always took perfect notes, didn't talk to anyone, like, literally,
[50:53] Speaker 1: not once did I hear the guy make small talk,
[50:55] Speaker 1: even with professors. Just walked in with that same weird
[51:00] Speaker 1: little leather notebook, eyes forward, no phone, no earbuds. Who
[51:06] Speaker 1: does that? It was like he was LARPing as a
[51:09] Speaker 1: nineteen fifties honors student. Plus, there was something about him
[51:14] Speaker 1: that rubbed people the wrong way, not that they ever
[51:17] Speaker 1: said it out loud, but everyone knew he was off,
[51:21] Speaker 1: like he didn't understand how other people worked. He never
[51:26] Speaker 1: got sarcasm, never reacted to jokes. If you bumped into
[51:30] Speaker 1: him in the hallway and said my bad, he'd just
[51:34] Speaker 1: stare at you like he was trying to decide what
[51:37] Speaker 1: species you were. He was rich, too, That didn't help.
[51:45] Speaker 1: His parents owned Heartly Biologics, this huge farmer lab that
[51:49] Speaker 1: basically funded half the scholarships on campus. They'd billboards all
[51:54] Speaker 1: over town with pictures of babies and smiling doctors, clean
[51:59] Speaker 1: white font, soft lighting, innovation from molecule to miracle. Jeremy
[52:06] Speaker 1: didn't act like a rich kid though, No flashy clothes,
[52:10] Speaker 1: no car. He wore the same beat up brown hoodie
[52:14] Speaker 1: almost every day. Derek and I started off small, just
[52:20] Speaker 1: dumb things swapping out his pens, hiding his bag during lunch,
[52:25] Speaker 1: calling him weird and embarrassing nicknames. He never said a
[52:30] Speaker 1: word back. He didn't even look at us half the time,
[52:34] Speaker 1: just kept walking, notebook clutched to his chest like it
[52:38] Speaker 1: was worth more than his spine. That annoyed Derek more
[52:43] Speaker 1: than anything. The way Jeremy acted like we weren't even there.
[52:49] Speaker 1: It was Derek's idea to check his locker. Said it
[52:53] Speaker 1: was a social service, whatever the hell that meant. Mostly
[52:58] Speaker 1: we were just bored between class asses, and Jeremy was
[53:01] Speaker 1: always gone for lunch, probably hiding somewhere with that stupid
[53:05] Speaker 1: notebook of his scribbling equations or drawing alchemy symbols or
[53:10] Speaker 1: whatever weird stuff he was into. The lockers weren't even locked.
[53:16] Speaker 1: They were those old metal ones with a padlock loop,
[53:19] Speaker 1: but most people just use the built in latch. Jeremy's
[53:23] Speaker 1: was witch shut with a pencil of razor, like he
[53:26] Speaker 1: really thought that would keep anyone out. Derek popped it
[53:30] Speaker 1: open with a single pull. Inside books all stacked perfectly notebooks,
[53:40] Speaker 1: a couple of protein bars in a zip lock, no decorations,
[53:44] Speaker 1: nothing to allude to the fact that a human was
[53:47] Speaker 1: using this locker. It looked more like a filing cabinet.
[53:52] Speaker 1: What kind of psycho keeps the locker this clean, Derek muttered,
[53:56] Speaker 1: flipping through a binder. Does he sleep in it? Who?
[54:03] Speaker 1: I was the one who found the paper folded and
[54:06] Speaker 1: tucked behind a textbook. Looked like a grocery list at first,
[54:12] Speaker 1: but then I opened it up and realized it was
[54:15] Speaker 1: directions Turn left at the red house into the tree line,
[54:22] Speaker 1: walk until you see the broken fence, past the creek
[54:26] Speaker 1: wooden cap in north facing door. Just that, and at
[54:31] Speaker 1: the bottom scribbled several times, make sure not to forget.
[54:38] Speaker 1: Derek leaned over my shoulder and squinted. Dude, what the
[54:43] Speaker 1: hell I grinned? Told you it was up to something.
[54:51] Speaker 1: Derek took the paper and held it like it was radioactive.
[54:55] Speaker 1: You think this is like where he goes to play
[54:57] Speaker 1: wizard or something. Who knows what that kind of kid
[55:00] Speaker 1: gets up to in his little hideout in the woodsman,
[55:04] Speaker 1: Derek snorted, weird little freak. We were still laughing about
[55:10] Speaker 1: it when we walked into Kem lecture. Jeremy was already
[55:14] Speaker 1: there front row has always writing something in that ugly
[55:19] Speaker 1: brown note book. We slid into the row behind him. Hey, Jeremy,
[55:26] Speaker 1: Derek whispered, no response. You forget something. Jeremy didn't turn around,
[55:34] Speaker 1: just kept writing. I tapped the back of his chair
[55:38] Speaker 1: with my foot. We found your directions, man. You know
[55:42] Speaker 1: red house, broken, vence, secret helf cabin. What's out there?
[55:47] Speaker 1: Your moon crystal? He froze pen midstroke. His shoulders locked up,
[55:57] Speaker 1: and for a second I thought he might actually say something.
[56:02] Speaker 1: Derek leaned in, voice louder. What do you even have
[56:06] Speaker 1: in there that's so important? He reached over and snatched
[56:10] Speaker 1: the notebook out of Jeremy's hands. Jeremy spun around, eyes wide,
[56:17] Speaker 1: don't he started, but Derek already had opened it. He
[56:22] Speaker 1: flipped to a random page and squinted. This hum hummun dude,
[56:30] Speaker 1: what is this? This hrmunculus has shone from it? Jeremy screamed,
[56:37] Speaker 1: not yelled, screamed high and sharp, like we just lit
[56:43] Speaker 1: him on fire. He lunged forward and ripped the notebook
[56:47] Speaker 1: from Derek's hands so fast and nearly tore in half.
[56:51] Speaker 1: Derek toppled over, and Jeremy just turned and ran out
[56:54] Speaker 1: of the room, clutching it to his chest like a
[56:57] Speaker 1: wounded animal. Everyone in the room went silent. I felt
[57:04] Speaker 1: the heat in my face. Jeremy had, by all means,
[57:09] Speaker 1: just embarrassed us. Derek sat there for a second, jaw slack.
[57:17] Speaker 1: Then he blinked and said, did he seriously just do
[57:21] Speaker 1: that to us? I shrugged, Guess we had a nerve.
[57:27] Speaker 1: He looked at me, then at the door. Jeremy had
[57:29] Speaker 1: vanished through. Dude. I said, let's go to his little hideout.
[57:37] Speaker 1: Derek frowned, what, Yeah, let's see what he was so
[57:42] Speaker 1: adamant to hide from us, I said confidently. The walk
[57:49] Speaker 1: started off easy once we spotted the Red House, a
[57:53] Speaker 1: little squat place with peeling paint and a rusted mailbox.
[57:58] Speaker 1: We turned left like the directions said, and stepped into
[58:01] Speaker 1: the tree line. Branches curled overhead, thin and brittle. Everything
[58:08] Speaker 1: underfoot was damp, patches of old leaves and broken twigs,
[58:13] Speaker 1: all softened by rot. It wasn't raining, but the air
[58:18] Speaker 1: had weight to it, heavy with moisture, cold too, an
[58:23] Speaker 1: early autumn kind of cold. We followed the directions carefully,
[58:29] Speaker 1: as carefully as we could. From my memory and Derek's groans,
[58:35] Speaker 1: the path got clearer the deeper we went. At first,
[58:40] Speaker 1: I thought we were just making good time, But then
[58:44] Speaker 1: I realized the ground had been worn down. Something or
[58:48] Speaker 1: someone had been walking this way a lot. The grass
[58:53] Speaker 1: was crushed flat, no fresh prints, but the path was obvious.
[59:02] Speaker 1: Fifteen minutes in we spotted it through the trees. The cabin.
[59:09] Speaker 1: It sat hunched at the edge of a shallow clearing,
[59:12] Speaker 1: small weathered croked just enough to make your head tiled,
[59:18] Speaker 1: a single square window at the front, clouded with grime.
[59:24] Speaker 1: Derek slowed down behind me. This the place I didn't hesitate.
[59:31] Speaker 1: You see any other cabins nearby. The door wasn't locked.
[59:38] Speaker 1: I pushed on it and the hinges gave a low,
[59:41] Speaker 1: drawn out creak. Inside it was dark, no windows on
[59:47] Speaker 1: the sides, or if there were any, they were blocked off.
[59:53] Speaker 1: We clicked on our flashlights and stepped in. Jeremy Derek
[59:58] Speaker 1: called no response. The air was stale, and the cabin
[1:00:07] Speaker 1: was one room, mostly empty. There was a wooden shelf
[1:00:11] Speaker 1: against the left wall, lined with a few closed boxes,
[1:00:16] Speaker 1: a workbench beneath the window, scratched and stained but white clean,
[1:00:22] Speaker 1: an old sink in the corner, the kind with a
[1:00:25] Speaker 1: hand pump. Well, nothing in air looks fun. Derek muttered,
[1:00:32] Speaker 1: shining his light across the floorboards. I was about to
[1:00:37] Speaker 1: respond when my beam landed on something at the back
[1:00:41] Speaker 1: of the room. A square cut into the floor, barely
[1:00:46] Speaker 1: visible from the way the boards lined up, and a
[1:00:49] Speaker 1: heavy iron runged trapdoor set within the hinges and a
[1:00:54] Speaker 1: recessed handbill. I stepped closer. There were scuff marks around
[1:01:00] Speaker 1: the edge, some smudges of dirt, and other details that
[1:01:04] Speaker 1: made it easy to assume that this hatch was used frequently.
[1:01:10] Speaker 1: Derek stepped up beside me and whistled, low, guess this
[1:01:15] Speaker 1: is where the real free show starts. I reached down
[1:01:20] Speaker 1: and pulled the handle and listened as the door opened.
[1:01:26] Speaker 1: Cold air drifted up from below. The hatch opened with
[1:01:32] Speaker 1: more effort than I expected. My arms shook by the
[1:01:36] Speaker 1: time it finally gave. The air that came up wasn't foul,
[1:01:41] Speaker 1: but it was cold and dry, with a faint hint
[1:01:44] Speaker 1: of chemicals I couldn't name. We stared down into the
[1:01:49] Speaker 1: narrow stairwell, wood at first, then concrete, no railing. The
[1:01:57] Speaker 1: flashlight beams stretched just far enough to catch the bottom steps.
[1:02:02] Speaker 1: Derek hesitated behind me. Are we even sure this is
[1:02:07] Speaker 1: his cabin? He asked, you really gonna act scared? Now?
[1:02:12] Speaker 1: Who else would it belong to? I said? As I
[1:02:15] Speaker 1: stepped down, each step creaked and flexed under my weight.
[1:02:21] Speaker 1: Once we had the concrete section, the sound changed, less
[1:02:26] Speaker 1: groaning wood, more hollow echo. At the bottom, the passage
[1:02:31] Speaker 1: flattened out. We stopped in front of a steel door,
[1:02:36] Speaker 1: tall and wide enough to belong in a fallout shelter.
[1:02:41] Speaker 1: It had no markings, just a bolt lock across the
[1:02:44] Speaker 1: center and a long horizontal handle beneath it. I slid
[1:02:50] Speaker 1: the bolt free, The metal resisted. It squeaked halfway, then
[1:02:56] Speaker 1: gave I raised my voice, Jeremy, come out freak. It
[1:03:04] Speaker 1: echoed down the hall behind us and disappeared. No reply.
[1:03:11] Speaker 1: I looked at Derek, and the best words he could
[1:03:14] Speaker 1: muster rop were a shrug and a dumb expression. I
[1:03:18] Speaker 1: gripped the handle and pulled. The space beyond wasn't big,
[1:03:24] Speaker 1: but it was dense, maybe twenty feet across, maybe more.
[1:03:31] Speaker 1: The flashlight beams skated over cold surfaces, steel counters, scuffed tile, tall,
[1:03:37] Speaker 1: metal shelving units, pack tied with containers and glassware. Beakers
[1:03:42] Speaker 1: and clips adorned the area. None of it looked abandoned.
[1:03:47] Speaker 1: The dust was minimal, the floor was clean. This place
[1:03:52] Speaker 1: had been used recently, maybe even today. There were two
[1:03:57] Speaker 1: doors at the far end of the room, plain no labels.
[1:04:03] Speaker 1: My eye caught a set of glass cylinders built into
[1:04:06] Speaker 1: the side wall, some empty, others too murky to see inside.
[1:04:12] Speaker 1: One of them held something pale, or maybe just sediment.
[1:04:18] Speaker 1: Derek stepped beside me. Does this not look like a
[1:04:22] Speaker 1: lab he said, and nodded slowly. I guess it kind
[1:04:28] Speaker 1: of does. We walked further in boots, soft on the tile,
[1:04:34] Speaker 1: flashlights cutting through the dim and still no sign of
[1:04:41] Speaker 1: Jeremy anywhere. We approached the two doors on the other
[1:04:47] Speaker 1: side and chose the door on the right. It wasn't locked,
[1:04:53] Speaker 1: just the push plate and handle. The hinges groaned as
[1:04:57] Speaker 1: it opened, and the lights fell into the room beyond.
[1:05:02] Speaker 1: It was colder in there. In the center of the
[1:05:05] Speaker 1: room stood a surgical table, stainless steel, tilted slightly, fitted
[1:05:11] Speaker 1: with shoulder restraints and a dark drain. Beneath it, A
[1:05:15] Speaker 1: folded towel sat at the edge, stiff with something dry
[1:05:19] Speaker 1: and reddish brown. To my left was a tray of instruments, scalpels, clamps, scissors,
[1:05:27] Speaker 1: neatly arranged. All clean IV bags hung from an aluminium
[1:05:34] Speaker 1: stand in the corner. Two of them were full. Another
[1:05:38] Speaker 1: lay collapse on the floor. Above the table was a
[1:05:42] Speaker 1: surgical lamp with three segmented arms frozen mid adjustment, aimed
[1:05:47] Speaker 1: down as if expecting someone. At this point, we both
[1:05:53] Speaker 1: knew we were in a place we had no business
[1:05:56] Speaker 1: being in there, but we had gone too far to
[1:05:59] Speaker 1: turn back. Neither of us wanted to wuss out. Derek
[1:06:05] Speaker 1: moved closer to the stack of boxes. His parents really
[1:06:10] Speaker 1: let him play scientists in the woods. I looked around
[1:06:15] Speaker 1: the room and said, it does look like some extreme
[1:06:18] Speaker 1: kind of role play to me. Derek went quiet for
[1:06:22] Speaker 1: a second. Then dude, I can't wait to tell everybody
[1:06:26] Speaker 1: about this, especially now that I said as I moved
[1:06:31] Speaker 1: closer to the stack of boxes Derek was standing next to.
[1:06:36] Speaker 1: They were cardboard and stamped in blue, hardly by logics.
[1:06:43] Speaker 1: Derek saw them too. His flashlight hovered over the logo
[1:06:47] Speaker 1: for a second. We know we have the right person.
[1:06:53] Speaker 1: Derek gave out a half hearted chuckle and turned back
[1:06:57] Speaker 1: to the hallway. Let's check the other maybe that's where
[1:07:01] Speaker 1: he is. The second door was heavier than the first
[1:07:07] Speaker 1: I had to lean my shoulder into it to get
[1:07:09] Speaker 1: it moving. The hinges protested the wholeway. We stepped in.
[1:07:18] Speaker 1: The first thing I noticed was the glow, a soft
[1:07:23] Speaker 1: green light humming from the far wall. It cast everything
[1:07:28] Speaker 1: in a low aquatic haze, flickering faintly with movement. Rows
[1:07:34] Speaker 1: of tall cylindrical pods lined the walls, maybe eight feet
[1:07:38] Speaker 1: in height, two feet across. Each one was filled with
[1:07:43] Speaker 1: a thick liquid, not water, something heavier, slightly viscous, almost gelatinous.
[1:07:51] Speaker 1: The way it moved, shapes floated inside them, some small,
[1:07:57] Speaker 1: some large, all of them in the distinct bloated silhouettes.
[1:08:03] Speaker 1: I couldn't tell if they were alive or just suspended there.
[1:08:07] Speaker 1: Some were curled in on themselves, others just hung. A
[1:08:13] Speaker 1: few parts were empty, one was cracked. I stepped closer,
[1:08:19] Speaker 1: watching the surface of the liquid as it rippled faintly
[1:08:23] Speaker 1: beneath the green light. Derek stood behind me, silent. I muttered,
[1:08:30] Speaker 1: more to myself than anything. Now, this doesn't look like
[1:08:35] Speaker 1: role play. Maybe this actually belongs to his parents, Derek quipped.
[1:08:43] Speaker 1: We didn't hear it right away. The room hummed with
[1:08:47] Speaker 1: low power, not machinery, exactly, just the background noise of
[1:08:52] Speaker 1: a system still alive, shuffling from the far end, just
[1:08:59] Speaker 1: beyond the last row of pods, slow at first, like
[1:09:05] Speaker 1: something dragging across the floor, a wet movement, almost muffled.
[1:09:12] Speaker 1: We stopped, Jeremy. Derek called out, his voice echoed against
[1:09:19] Speaker 1: metal and glass. We know you're there. No response. The
[1:09:27] Speaker 1: shuffling continued, like it knew where it was going, accompanied
[1:09:32] Speaker 1: by a low, rustling, almost moist sound, something between breathing
[1:09:37] Speaker 1: and licking. We began walking toward it, running on nothing
[1:09:42] Speaker 1: but pure, unadulgerted confidence. A flashlight shook a little in
[1:09:48] Speaker 1: our hands. Derek's being flickered, stuttered, then steadied again. The
[1:09:55] Speaker 1: sound grew clearer. Now it was easy to identify the
[1:09:59] Speaker 1: sound of scratching, licking, and breathing. I stopped walking. My
[1:10:06] Speaker 1: throat was dry. I could sense something was wrong. Jeremy,
[1:10:13] Speaker 1: I whispered. Still nothing, but the noise didn't stop. It
[1:10:20] Speaker 1: was coming closer. Still no footsteps. I raised my flashlight
[1:10:27] Speaker 1: a little, focusing toward the back row of pods, where
[1:10:30] Speaker 1: the green glow was weakest. Then something moved. It came
[1:10:38] Speaker 1: from around the far side of one of the large cylinders.
[1:10:43] Speaker 1: I thought it was a person crouched low to the
[1:10:45] Speaker 1: ground crawling, but then it rose. My flashlight caught the
[1:10:52] Speaker 1: shape full on. I froze, and it did as well.
[1:10:58] Speaker 1: It stood upright, but bare. Its spine bowed forward, forcing
[1:11:03] Speaker 1: the thing into a permanent hunch. The legs were too long,
[1:11:08] Speaker 1: digiti grayed like a dog's, with tendons visible under paper,
[1:11:12] Speaker 1: thin skin, feets, blade wide, four toes, clawed, human in
[1:11:20] Speaker 1: shape but not in function. The arms hung low, longer
[1:11:25] Speaker 1: than they should have been, fingers ending in nails. They
[1:11:29] Speaker 1: looked more like cracked hoofs than claws. Its skin was uneven,
[1:11:35] Speaker 1: mottled gray and pale brown, dry in some spots and
[1:11:39] Speaker 1: slick in others, like parts of it had dried out
[1:11:42] Speaker 1: while the rest kept growing. Tufts of coarse hair clung
[1:11:47] Speaker 1: to the back of its neck, and spine patchy and unclean.
[1:11:52] Speaker 1: One shoulder looked almost normal human muscle familiar shape, but
[1:11:58] Speaker 1: the other was swollen, lunched with a symmetrical tissue, a
[1:12:02] Speaker 1: mass that pulls slightly when it moved. Its face was pointed,
[1:12:08] Speaker 1: stretched forward into a narrow snout, but not quite long
[1:12:12] Speaker 1: enough to be animal. The skin there was tight, almost
[1:12:16] Speaker 1: translucented pulled too hard across a skull that didn't match.
[1:12:22] Speaker 1: Its eyes were white set and cloudy, rimmed in red.
[1:12:27] Speaker 1: There were no eyelids, and then the jaw opened, not
[1:12:33] Speaker 1: down but out. The skin around its mouth split in
[1:12:38] Speaker 1: four directions, revealing a dark gullet and rows of teeth
[1:12:42] Speaker 1: that spiraled inward rather than back. It sniffed the air once,
[1:12:48] Speaker 1: quick and shallow. Then it came at us. Derek screamed
[1:12:57] Speaker 1: as it collided with him, knocking him backwards into the
[1:13:00] Speaker 1: side of the table. He hit the floor hard, flashlights
[1:13:05] Speaker 1: scattering across the tiles. The thing dropped on top of him,
[1:13:09] Speaker 1: hands slapping the ground for balance. Mouth opened wide enough
[1:13:13] Speaker 1: to split the skin at the corners. I didn't think.
[1:13:18] Speaker 1: I just grabbed the nearest thing I could find, a
[1:13:21] Speaker 1: metal rod, leaned against the wall and swung it at
[1:13:25] Speaker 1: the creature's side. The hit landed, and it shrieked, not
[1:13:30] Speaker 1: high pitched deep. It rolled off deeric and stumbled sideways,
[1:13:36] Speaker 1: knocking into one of the pods as if flailed. The
[1:13:40] Speaker 1: glass cracked then gave way. Green liquid spilled across the floor,
[1:13:46] Speaker 1: thick and slow. Something inside the pod hit the ground
[1:13:51] Speaker 1: with a heavy slap, curled pale, twitching. It looked like
[1:13:57] Speaker 1: a combination of an anteater and a human. It twitched again,
[1:14:02] Speaker 1: then moved arms, dragging its body forward like it didn't
[1:14:06] Speaker 1: understand how joints were supposed to work. Derek scrambled to
[1:14:11] Speaker 1: his feet. His shirt was torn, shoulder bleeding. We turned
[1:14:17] Speaker 1: toward the hallway, but another pod cracked, then another hairline
[1:14:23] Speaker 1: fractures spied a web to cross the glass, and one
[1:14:26] Speaker 1: of the smaller ones burst outright, releasing something lean and
[1:14:30] Speaker 1: fast that landed in a crouch and snapped his head
[1:14:33] Speaker 1: toward us. Then it sprinted. We ran. The first one
[1:14:42] Speaker 1: grabbed at Derek's ankles, nearly dragging him down. I turned
[1:14:46] Speaker 1: and swung the rod again, catching its arm with a
[1:14:49] Speaker 1: solid thud. It didn't scream that time, almost like it
[1:14:54] Speaker 1: was getting used to the sensation. Derek kicked himself free
[1:15:00] Speaker 1: and we bolted across the room, knocking over trays, kicking carts,
[1:15:04] Speaker 1: anything to slow them down. Behind us, another part exploded,
[1:15:10] Speaker 1: more liquid, more movement. Derek tripped as we hit the
[1:15:15] Speaker 1: edge of the room. His foot caught on a cable
[1:15:18] Speaker 1: or a pipe I couldn't tell, and he went down
[1:15:22] Speaker 1: hard arms out to catch himself. I spun around, grabbed
[1:15:27] Speaker 1: his jacket and started yanking him up. But one of
[1:15:31] Speaker 1: the things was already there. It came from the side,
[1:15:37] Speaker 1: fast and low, hands slapping the tile. Its skin had
[1:15:41] Speaker 1: a stretched, waxy look to it, thin hair spouting from
[1:15:45] Speaker 1: its scalp in random clumps. It didn't look at me,
[1:15:50] Speaker 1: just grabbed Derek's leg and started pulling backward with sharp
[1:15:54] Speaker 1: jerking motions, like a dog trying to tear off a limb.
[1:16:00] Speaker 1: Derek howled. I dropped the flashlight, gripped the rod in
[1:16:04] Speaker 1: both hands and slammed it down across the thing's arm.
[1:16:09] Speaker 1: It didn't let go. It just hissed, turned its head
[1:16:13] Speaker 1: to me with that split, schored grin. We were right
[1:16:17] Speaker 1: next to the door. I dropped the rod and grabbed
[1:16:21] Speaker 1: Derek with both arms, dug my heels in and pulled.
[1:16:26] Speaker 1: Removed maybe a foot, but that was all we needed.
[1:16:32] Speaker 1: I let go of Derek, then grabbed the door and
[1:16:34] Speaker 1: shoved it open. The creature's grip didn't loosen, so I
[1:16:39] Speaker 1: did the only thing I could. I grabbed the edge
[1:16:42] Speaker 1: of the door and slammed it into its arm once twice.
[1:16:49] Speaker 1: On the third hit I felt something give a crunch
[1:16:54] Speaker 1: of bone and cartilage. It let out a gurgling wheeze
[1:16:58] Speaker 1: and retracted fast, skittering back into the shadows and all fours.
[1:17:04] Speaker 1: Derreck crawled through. I followed, grabbed the handle and pulled
[1:17:10] Speaker 1: the door shut behind us. The bolt barely slid in
[1:17:14] Speaker 1: before something slammed into the other side. We ran up
[1:17:19] Speaker 1: the stairs, boots slapping against concrete, lungs burning behind us.
[1:17:25] Speaker 1: The pounding started again, dull thuds against the steel. By
[1:17:31] Speaker 1: the time we stumbled back onto the road, the sun
[1:17:34] Speaker 1: was nearly gone. The light was turning that strange color
[1:17:38] Speaker 1: it gets right before dusk. Everything was washed in gray,
[1:17:43] Speaker 1: the trees casting long shadows across the pavement. I couldn't
[1:17:48] Speaker 1: feel my legs any more. Derrec was limping holding his side,
[1:17:53] Speaker 1: and both of us were covered in dirt, blood, and
[1:17:56] Speaker 1: something that smelled sour and metallic. We didn't say anything.
[1:18:02] Speaker 1: There was nothing to say. I didn't even know which
[1:18:06] Speaker 1: road we were on, just that it wasn't the one
[1:18:09] Speaker 1: we came in on. A hundred yards later, a small
[1:18:14] Speaker 1: one story house sat tugged behind a split rail fence.
[1:18:19] Speaker 1: There was a man out front pushing a rusted mower
[1:18:21] Speaker 1: across the patch of grass. He stopped when he saw us.
[1:18:27] Speaker 1: At first, he didn't move, just stared. Then he turned
[1:18:32] Speaker 1: the mow off and came towards us. You boys, all right,
[1:18:37] Speaker 1: he asked. Then he took a better look at us.
[1:18:41] Speaker 1: Come on. He brought us inside, sat us down at
[1:18:45] Speaker 1: his kitchen table. Clean place, smell like burnt coffee and
[1:18:50] Speaker 1: old wood. He handed us a towel, then her phone.
[1:18:56] Speaker 1: When the despatcher answered, I didn't tell them about it creatures.
[1:19:01] Speaker 1: I didn't mention green fluid or split jaws. I just
[1:19:05] Speaker 1: gave the address, told them we'd been attacked, told them
[1:19:09] Speaker 1: someone needed to come fast. They said help was on
[1:19:13] Speaker 1: the way. I hung up and finally looked at Derek.
[1:19:18] Speaker 1: He hadn't stopped shaking. They came in under an hour,
[1:19:24] Speaker 1: two cruisers at first, then a full team. Once the
[1:19:28] Speaker 1: officers got a good look at the place, we didn't
[1:19:31] Speaker 1: go back to them, They told us to stay put
[1:19:35] Speaker 1: EMTs checked us over while more cars arrived, unmarked ones.
[1:19:40] Speaker 1: This time waiter. I saw the footage on the news.
[1:19:47] Speaker 1: They showed the cabin from the outside, lit up in
[1:19:50] Speaker 1: blue and red, officers moving in and out. The anchor
[1:19:55] Speaker 1: called it a disturbing discovery. Said authorities were looking into
[1:20:00] Speaker 1: a suspected unauthorized research facility connected to Hardly Biologics. What
[1:20:07] Speaker 1: they didn't show was the basement. I heard about it
[1:20:13] Speaker 1: later during questioning. The steel door had been forced open.
[1:20:19] Speaker 1: Inside they found the lab just like we described, operating table,
[1:20:25] Speaker 1: surgical equipment, dozens of shattered pods, but no creatures. They
[1:20:32] Speaker 1: questioned us for hours, separately, then together, and back and forth.
[1:20:39] Speaker 1: Eventually someone confirmed what we already knew. Jeremy had been
[1:20:45] Speaker 1: picked up that night, found at home calm cooperative. Said
[1:20:51] Speaker 1: he didn't know anything about a cabin. He was arrested,
[1:20:56] Speaker 1: but no charges stuck, and everybody in the town knew why.
[1:21:03] Speaker 1: His family was already spinning the story before sunrise. I
[1:21:08] Speaker 1: was in a hospital briefly, but they let me out
[1:21:11] Speaker 1: the next morning. No broken bones, just bruises, a gash
[1:21:16] Speaker 1: across my arm and a mild concussion. I walked out
[1:21:21] Speaker 1: under my own power, but I didn't feel right. Couldn't
[1:21:25] Speaker 1: tell if it was shock or something else. I didn't
[1:21:30] Speaker 1: hear from Derek for days. He was still in the hospital.
[1:21:35] Speaker 1: Puncture wounds, fractured wrist, some nerve damage, and a messed
[1:21:39] Speaker 1: up ankle. He couldn't stand without help. They said it
[1:21:44] Speaker 1: might take months for him to walk properly again, might
[1:21:47] Speaker 1: not ever be the same. I visited him once. He
[1:21:53] Speaker 1: wouldn't look at me, just stared out the window and
[1:21:56] Speaker 1: kept clicking the morphine button, even when I knew the
[1:21:59] Speaker 1: door who had already maxed out. After that, I didn't
[1:22:05] Speaker 1: go back. A few days later, I got a call
[1:22:11] Speaker 1: from the detective who'd interviewed me the night of the raid.
[1:22:15] Speaker 1: His tone was clipped, professional, almost tired. He told me
[1:22:21] Speaker 1: the charges against Jeremy weren't moving forward, said the family
[1:22:26] Speaker 1: had lawyers already working over time. Claimed we broke into
[1:22:30] Speaker 1: private property, roffed of their son, trast a remote site
[1:22:34] Speaker 1: used for authorized research. Jeremy's statement said he'd been targeted,
[1:22:40] Speaker 1: that we were jealous, that we fabricated everything. The official
[1:22:45] Speaker 1: report mentioned structural damage and chemical residue, but no mention
[1:22:51] Speaker 1: of anything that breathed. Nothing about the pods, nothing about
[1:22:55] Speaker 1: the bodies, not even a word about the meta. They
[1:23:02] Speaker 1: buried it all. I found the ad while half asleep,
[1:23:16] Speaker 1: hunched over a greasy diner booth, stealing Wi Fi from
[1:23:20] Speaker 1: the subway next door. I've been scrolling through Craigslist for hours,
[1:23:25] Speaker 1: past the usual flood of make five hundred dollars a
[1:23:28] Speaker 1: day from home scams, and I need a strong man
[1:23:32] Speaker 1: to lift my mattress posts. That night, my bank account
[1:23:37] Speaker 1: was sitting at thirty two dollars and eleven cents. Rent
[1:23:41] Speaker 1: was due in four days. The ad was buried between
[1:23:45] Speaker 1: someone offering tower readings and another listing that just said
[1:23:49] Speaker 1: free dirt caretaker needed seventy two hours only, no experience necessary,
[1:23:58] Speaker 1: five thousand dollars flat, no fluff, just that single line
[1:24:04] Speaker 1: followed by patient must not fall asleep under any circumstances,
[1:24:10] Speaker 1: all equipment provided. Do not contact us after the job ends.
[1:24:19] Speaker 1: I read it three times. I even closed the tab
[1:24:22] Speaker 1: and reopened it, expecting it to vanish or change into
[1:24:26] Speaker 1: something ordinary, but it stayed exactly the same. There was
[1:24:32] Speaker 1: an email address, nothing more. I clicked reply and sent
[1:24:37] Speaker 1: a message with one line, I'm interested. The man told
[1:24:44] Speaker 1: me to meet him at a small cafe off a
[1:24:47] Speaker 1: quiet corner of town. It was one of those places
[1:24:50] Speaker 1: with mismatched mugs, hand painted tables, and coffee that tasted
[1:24:55] Speaker 1: burned no matter what blend you ordered. He sat at
[1:24:59] Speaker 1: the far end, near the window, a black note book
[1:25:02] Speaker 1: in front of him, and a cup of tea that
[1:25:04] Speaker 1: had already gone cold. He stood up when I approached
[1:25:09] Speaker 1: and shook my hand. He introduced himself as Raymond. He
[1:25:14] Speaker 1: wore a dark, well fitted suit with a coughlin shaped
[1:25:18] Speaker 1: like a spiral. I couldn't tell if it was a
[1:25:21] Speaker 1: symbol or just a rich person. Flourish you came quickly,
[1:25:27] Speaker 1: he said, motioning for me to sit. I asked who
[1:25:32] Speaker 1: I'd be caring for. He hesitated before answering, my mother, Marjorie.
[1:25:41] Speaker 1: She's very ill. He stared at me for a long
[1:25:45] Speaker 1: time after saying a name, then continued. She has an
[1:25:51] Speaker 1: unusual condition. Nothing contagious, I assure you, but it's neurological.
[1:25:58] Speaker 1: You won't have to feed a bather or administer medicine.
[1:26:03] Speaker 1: Just keep her awake, engage her talk, play music, whatever
[1:26:10] Speaker 1: it takes. The moment she falls asleep it could worsen.
[1:26:19] Speaker 1: I nodded, and he exhaled. She was a brilliant woman,
[1:26:24] Speaker 1: he added, taught literature, used to run a little bookshop
[1:26:29] Speaker 1: downtown before it burned down. She is not herself anymore.
[1:26:33] Speaker 1: She has these spells, fugues, hallucinations, night terrors, they come
[1:26:39] Speaker 1: for her in asleep. He slid a heavy Manila envelope
[1:26:44] Speaker 1: across the table. Inside was a thick binder titled Protocol,
[1:26:50] Speaker 1: a black key fob, a prepaid visa card, and a
[1:26:54] Speaker 1: separate envelope with the address scribbled in sharp handwriting. He
[1:26:59] Speaker 1: also included a list of items that had already been
[1:27:02] Speaker 1: delivered to the property blackout curtains, noise machines, stimulant supplements,
[1:27:08] Speaker 1: and a medical grade led therapy light. I asked why
[1:27:14] Speaker 1: he couldn't be there himself. Raymond looked out of the
[1:27:18] Speaker 1: window for a few moments before speaking. She didn't want
[1:27:23] Speaker 1: me to be the one, said, it would be too
[1:27:26] Speaker 1: hard on me. I've watched the suffer for years. I
[1:27:30] Speaker 1: agreed to honor that. He turned back toward me. Three days.
[1:27:37] Speaker 1: You'll stay in the house the entire time, No visitors,
[1:27:42] Speaker 1: no calls. She has sensitive reactions that outside stimuli. Everything
[1:27:49] Speaker 1: you need is in the binder. Follow it exactly. He
[1:27:55] Speaker 1: slid a phone across the table, cheap and prepaid with
[1:27:59] Speaker 1: one contact saved. AH. Only use this if things go
[1:28:05] Speaker 1: completely wrong, he said, Otherwise you won't hear from me again.
[1:28:13] Speaker 1: After the conversation, I had my doubts, but Raymond had
[1:28:18] Speaker 1: already given me a debit card and a phone, so
[1:28:22] Speaker 1: I didn't have much to lose. My first destination was
[1:28:26] Speaker 1: the local grocery store. I'd never even tried staying up
[1:28:31] Speaker 1: seventy two hours, so I was in dire need of
[1:28:34] Speaker 1: some energy drinks. The house sat at the top of
[1:28:38] Speaker 1: a steep hill on the edge of town, which between
[1:28:42] Speaker 1: two long abandoned properties. I wouldn't have noticed it if
[1:28:47] Speaker 1: not for the number painted faintly on the mailbox in
[1:28:50] Speaker 1: flaking gold. The path up was cracked, grass growing through
[1:28:55] Speaker 1: every seam. A row of wind chimes hung silently from
[1:28:59] Speaker 1: the poor much, though there wasn't a breeze inside Inside,
[1:29:06] Speaker 1: everything was quieter than i'd anticipated, no birds on through
[1:29:10] Speaker 1: the windows. I noticed that every clock in the house
[1:29:15] Speaker 1: had stopped, one at twelve o three, one at three
[1:29:19] Speaker 1: point fifteen, another at four twenty four. The windows had
[1:29:25] Speaker 1: thick boarded nails over them from the inside sealed tight.
[1:29:30] Speaker 1: Light came from tall standing lamps in every room, all
[1:29:34] Speaker 1: of them humming faintly. Marjorie sat in a faded recliner
[1:29:40] Speaker 1: in the living room, beneath the painting of a forest
[1:29:43] Speaker 1: that in no path through it. Her body looked smaller
[1:29:47] Speaker 1: than it should have been, curled in on itself, skin
[1:29:51] Speaker 1: like parchment pulled tight over brittle bone. Her hands trembled
[1:29:56] Speaker 1: and her lap, but her eyes were sharp, vivid, and
[1:30:01] Speaker 1: almost too aware. She didn't speak at first. Just watch
[1:30:08] Speaker 1: me cross the room the way you might watch someone
[1:30:11] Speaker 1: approach your hospital bed with a needle in hand. I
[1:30:15] Speaker 1: introduced myself and explained why I was there. Her mouth
[1:30:20] Speaker 1: moved a little, but no sound came out. I assumed
[1:30:25] Speaker 1: she was mute. I was halfway through unsipping my duffel
[1:30:31] Speaker 1: bag when I heard her voice, quiet, dry, but laced
[1:30:38] Speaker 1: with something that caught in my chest. I heard about
[1:30:43] Speaker 1: you from Raymond, she said. I hope I won't be
[1:30:47] Speaker 1: too much of a bother for you. Her voice didn't
[1:30:53] Speaker 1: match her body. It wasn't weak, not completely. It had
[1:30:59] Speaker 1: something else in it, resignation, maybe loneliness. I stood there
[1:31:07] Speaker 1: for a second, not sure what to say. Then I
[1:31:11] Speaker 1: just nodded and smiled. It's no bother, I told her.
[1:31:17] Speaker 1: I'm here to help. She smiled back. The next seventy
[1:31:24] Speaker 1: two hours would be the longest of my life. The
[1:31:30] Speaker 1: first few hours passed, I set up the equipment. Just
[1:31:34] Speaker 1: as the binder instructed, one of the tall lamps flickered
[1:31:38] Speaker 1: at the edge of the living room, but I didn't
[1:31:41] Speaker 1: touch it. Raymond had underlined several warnings in the protocol.
[1:31:47] Speaker 1: Do not move the lights, do not unplug anything, do
[1:31:51] Speaker 1: not let her close her eyes for more than fifteen seconds.
[1:31:57] Speaker 1: I double checked the countdown timer I taped above the
[1:32:00] Speaker 1: kitchen threshold. Seventy one hours and forty four minutes to go.
[1:32:07] Speaker 1: Marjorie surprised me. She was sharper than I expected, thoughtful,
[1:32:14] Speaker 1: sometimes even funny. She told me about a book she
[1:32:18] Speaker 1: tried to write in her thirties, something about a lighthouse
[1:32:22] Speaker 1: that only appeared in dreams. She asked where I grew up,
[1:32:26] Speaker 1: what music I liked, if I believed in anything after death.
[1:32:31] Speaker 1: She didn't speak constantly, but when she did, she spoke
[1:32:35] Speaker 1: with a stillness that made every word feel chosen. She
[1:32:40] Speaker 1: didn't complain when I read out loud or when I
[1:32:43] Speaker 1: played soft music. Her favorite was the cello, said it
[1:32:48] Speaker 1: reminded her of something not sad, exactly, more worn out.
[1:32:57] Speaker 1: As midnight approached, I noticed her start to fidget. Her
[1:33:01] Speaker 1: hands wrung the blanket across her knees, Her gaze darted
[1:33:05] Speaker 1: to all the corners of the room. Do you mind
[1:33:09] Speaker 1: turning that one on, too, she asked, pointing to a
[1:33:13] Speaker 1: lamp I hadn't noticed, tuck behind a dusty bugshelf. I
[1:33:19] Speaker 1: turned it on. She nodded, but didn't thank me. After
[1:33:25] Speaker 1: a while, she started whispering under a breath. I leaned closer,
[1:33:31] Speaker 1: thinking she was asking for water, but it wasn't that.
[1:33:37] Speaker 1: Her voice moved through the same sentence again and again,
[1:33:41] Speaker 1: barely audible. Stay with me, Stay with me, Stay with me.
[1:33:50] Speaker 1: It started around two am. I had stepped into the
[1:33:55] Speaker 1: kitchen for just a second to heat up water. When
[1:33:59] Speaker 1: I came back, Marjorie's eyes were closed, her head tilted
[1:34:05] Speaker 1: toward her shoulder, breathing slow. I panicked, rushed over, clapped
[1:34:11] Speaker 1: my hands, called a name. She jolted upright with a
[1:34:15] Speaker 1: gasp that echoed through the room. Her eyes were wide
[1:34:19] Speaker 1: filled with fresh panic. I didn't mean to, she said.
[1:34:24] Speaker 1: I didn't mean to. I just please don't let it out.
[1:34:31] Speaker 1: Before I could ask what she meant, I noticed the
[1:34:34] Speaker 1: lamp beside the bugshelf had gone out completely dead. I
[1:34:41] Speaker 1: touched it and felt a thin line of heat coming
[1:34:44] Speaker 1: off the base. Something else caught my eye. The shadows
[1:34:52] Speaker 1: in the corners had shifted. They seemed to ripple ever
[1:34:55] Speaker 1: so slightly when I looked directly at them. They didn't
[1:35:00] Speaker 1: retreat with the light. They moved when Marjorie blinked. When
[1:35:05] Speaker 1: she closed her eyes again, even for a moment, the
[1:35:09] Speaker 1: darkest part of the room pulsed like they were breathing
[1:35:12] Speaker 1: with her. I lifted the edge of the rug beneath
[1:35:16] Speaker 1: her recliner to fix a frayed corner. That was when
[1:35:21] Speaker 1: I saw them, thin black streaks burned into the hardwood,
[1:35:28] Speaker 1: curving into spirals. It wasn't smoke damage. It looked older
[1:35:34] Speaker 1: than the wood itself, buried into the grain. Marjorie reached
[1:35:40] Speaker 1: out and grabbed my wrist. Don't look too long, she said.
[1:35:46] Speaker 1: It notices when you pay attention. I wanted to leave
[1:35:53] Speaker 1: the room, just to breathe, but I stayed. I pulled
[1:35:58] Speaker 1: a stool closer to her chair and sat beside her,
[1:36:01] Speaker 1: rubbing my face with both hands. She leaned her head
[1:36:06] Speaker 1: back and stared at the ceiling. If I fall asleep,
[1:36:11] Speaker 1: she whispered, it gets out. It's always been with me
[1:36:17] Speaker 1: since I was a child. It waits until I slip,
[1:36:21] Speaker 1: and then it starts cloring. She didn't say much for
[1:36:27] Speaker 1: the next hour, just stared, glassy eyed toward the blank
[1:36:32] Speaker 1: television screen. I tried to distract her with conversation, but
[1:36:37] Speaker 1: she ignored me. Then, out of nowhere, she began speaking again,
[1:36:45] Speaker 1: this time to herself more than to me. My mother
[1:36:50] Speaker 1: died in that same chair, she said. She told me
[1:36:55] Speaker 1: the truth right before she passed, said it lived in
[1:36:58] Speaker 1: her dreams, that it would move up to me. Next,
[1:37:02] Speaker 1: said I would understand when it happened, and I did.
[1:37:08] Speaker 1: I woke up screaming that night. I couldn't even remember
[1:37:11] Speaker 1: what I dreamed, but it was there in my head,
[1:37:16] Speaker 1: at the foot of my bed, in the seams of
[1:37:19] Speaker 1: the walls. Her voice wavered, but she kept talking. I
[1:37:26] Speaker 1: never had children. I never wanted to pass this thing on.
[1:37:31] Speaker 1: I thought if I just stayed alone, if I just
[1:37:34] Speaker 1: endured it, then it would die with me. But I
[1:37:38] Speaker 1: was wrong. It grows stronger. I feel it every time
[1:37:43] Speaker 1: I close my eyes. Her hands trembled, not from age,
[1:37:50] Speaker 1: from fear. I could feel it in the air. I've
[1:37:55] Speaker 1: kept it trapped by never really sleeping, never letting it
[1:37:59] Speaker 1: rose itself deep. But I'm no longer the young, strong
[1:38:04] Speaker 1: person I was before. I've grown old and weak, and
[1:38:09] Speaker 1: it knows it's watching me lose. She looked up at me, then,
[1:38:17] Speaker 1: her eyes shining with tears. I just do not want
[1:38:21] Speaker 1: this to curse anybody else. I didn't know what to say.
[1:38:28] Speaker 1: I reached out, unsure if she would take my hand,
[1:38:32] Speaker 1: but she did. Her grip was frail but steady. She
[1:38:38] Speaker 1: wept out of grief and exhaustion. I stayed quiet. I
[1:38:44] Speaker 1: haven't known peace in so long, she said, just the
[1:38:50] Speaker 1: waiting and the struggling. She didn't ask for comfort, didn't
[1:38:56] Speaker 1: want to be told who was going to be all right.
[1:39:00] Speaker 1: She knew better than I did. Outside, the wind picked
[1:39:05] Speaker 1: up for the first time since I arrived. One of
[1:39:08] Speaker 1: the boards on the window creaked. Something in the walls
[1:39:12] Speaker 1: shifted too slow to be the house settling. Marjorie didn't flinch.
[1:39:20] Speaker 1: She just whispered again, stay with me, and I did.
[1:39:33] Speaker 1: The following day passed without a hitch. The energy drinks
[1:39:38] Speaker 1: were working, but I could tell sleep was starting to
[1:39:41] Speaker 1: creep in. However, the second night was worse in every way.
[1:39:48] Speaker 1: My head throbbed from the constant buzz of the standing
[1:39:51] Speaker 1: lamps and caffeine. My vision swam in and out of clarity.
[1:39:56] Speaker 1: Every blink felt heavier than the last, like my Her
[1:40:00] Speaker 1: own body was rooting for failure. Marjorie hadn't slept either,
[1:40:06] Speaker 1: not for more than a few seconds at a time.
[1:40:10] Speaker 1: Her eyes were bloodshot, her voice more brittle than before.
[1:40:15] Speaker 1: She had started to mutter nonsense. Sometimes it sounded like poetry.
[1:40:20] Speaker 1: Other times her words strung together with a logic that
[1:40:24] Speaker 1: made my stomach tighten. She spoke in voices that weren't hers.
[1:40:30] Speaker 1: A deep, gutural tone slipped out once, so low I
[1:40:34] Speaker 1: felt it in my bones. Then later her mouth twisted
[1:40:38] Speaker 1: into a white grin, and she giggled with the voice
[1:40:41] Speaker 1: of a little girl. Are you scared yet? She asked,
[1:40:48] Speaker 1: or what I thought was her. She didn't remember saying it.
[1:40:55] Speaker 1: By three thirty a m. I had started to hear
[1:40:58] Speaker 1: things upstairs. There was no second floor, just an attic.
[1:41:04] Speaker 1: I had not dared to check. The footsteps weren't hurried
[1:41:08] Speaker 1: or loud, but they paced back and forth. I knew
[1:41:13] Speaker 1: better than to call out. Three minutes later, every light
[1:41:20] Speaker 1: in the house shut off at once, the bus died,
[1:41:25] Speaker 1: the air turned cold. I didn't move, couldn't The only
[1:41:32] Speaker 1: sound left was Marjorie's breathing, slow and uncertain, and the
[1:41:37] Speaker 1: soft creak of wood under something heavy. She looked at
[1:41:42] Speaker 1: me through the darkness. Her face glowed faintly in the
[1:41:46] Speaker 1: absence of light, not from any lamp or candle. Her
[1:41:51] Speaker 1: eyes had taken on a sheen, faintly reflective, barely visible,
[1:41:56] Speaker 1: like something was seeing through her. Marjorie closed her eyes
[1:42:02] Speaker 1: for a single moment, and before I could think to
[1:42:05] Speaker 1: wake her up, something caught my attention. The thing appeared
[1:42:12] Speaker 1: above us, clinging to the ceiling like it had always
[1:42:15] Speaker 1: been there. Its limbs didn't bend in the way they
[1:42:19] Speaker 1: should have. There were too many of them, long and thin,
[1:42:24] Speaker 1: like someone had built it out of smoke and bone.
[1:42:28] Speaker 1: It watched Marjorie with a stillness I couldn't match. It
[1:42:32] Speaker 1: didn't breathe, it didn't twitch. Its head tilted slowly as
[1:42:37] Speaker 1: her eyelids began to droop. The edges of its body
[1:42:41] Speaker 1: glimmered faintly in the dark, a suggestion of shape, a
[1:42:46] Speaker 1: ripple through the air. I tried to shout, but the
[1:42:51] Speaker 1: air caught in my throat. All I could do was
[1:42:54] Speaker 1: reach for her hand and squeeze. She gasped away, eyes
[1:43:00] Speaker 1: wide and wet, and the thing above us twitched once,
[1:43:04] Speaker 1: then receded slightly. It didn't disappear, it just shrank back
[1:43:10] Speaker 1: toward the corner where the ceiling met the far wall.
[1:43:15] Speaker 1: Mardrie stared into the black with me, watching it crawl
[1:43:19] Speaker 1: higher into the dark. That's what it does, she whispered,
[1:43:26] Speaker 1: though I'm surprised you can see it. Her voice was
[1:43:31] Speaker 1: her own again. We sat like that for a long time,
[1:43:36] Speaker 1: silent except for our breath. The air felt thick, heavy,
[1:43:41] Speaker 1: with a presence I couldn't name. The shadows were heavier now.
[1:43:47] Speaker 1: The floor beneath my feet pulsed faintly with the rhythm.
[1:43:52] Speaker 1: Around four a m. The house changed again. I dozed
[1:43:58] Speaker 1: off only for a second. My head dipped forward and
[1:44:03] Speaker 1: snapped up with a jolt. Marjorie was still awake, but
[1:44:08] Speaker 1: her expression had changed. Her eyes were unfocused, and her
[1:44:13] Speaker 1: lips moved slowly. I can give you peace, she said,
[1:44:20] Speaker 1: no more pain, no more nights alone. You want out,
[1:44:24] Speaker 1: don't you. I can get you out. I didn't reply,
[1:44:31] Speaker 1: I just shook my head. Her face contorted again. You've
[1:44:37] Speaker 1: always wanted more, she said, more than what life gave you.
[1:44:43] Speaker 1: I could make people listen. I could make you known.
[1:44:49] Speaker 1: The voice was wrong. It wasn't Marjorie anymore. It was deeper, older,
[1:44:55] Speaker 1: and filled with something that didn't understand what it meant
[1:44:59] Speaker 1: to be human. You want money done, you want fame easy,
[1:45:07] Speaker 1: you want to be remembered. I can make you the
[1:45:10] Speaker 1: only name they speak. I stood up. I felt sick, dizzy.
[1:45:19] Speaker 1: The room was spinning, but I grabbed the edge of
[1:45:21] Speaker 1: the chair and forced myself steady. Mardre's hands shout out
[1:45:26] Speaker 1: towards me again. I didn't pull away. I knelt beside her. No,
[1:45:34] Speaker 1: I said, she stays awake. She finishes this, we both do.
[1:45:44] Speaker 1: The shadows writhed at the edge of the room, recoiling
[1:45:48] Speaker 1: like a tide. Forced to retreat, I stayed beside her,
[1:45:53] Speaker 1: holding her hand, reading anything I could find. I told
[1:45:57] Speaker 1: her about my mother, about the first last time I
[1:46:00] Speaker 1: snuck out of school, about the time I broke my
[1:46:03] Speaker 1: arm falling out of a tree. I didn't stop when
[1:46:08] Speaker 1: my voice gave out. I played music through my phone
[1:46:12] Speaker 1: and let her rest ahead on my shoulder. She didn't
[1:46:16] Speaker 1: speak for hours, but as the sun crawled toward the horizon,
[1:46:21] Speaker 1: she smiled, a real smile. A tired one, but real.
[1:46:30] Speaker 1: No one's ever helped me carry it before. She said
[1:46:36] Speaker 1: that smile broke me more than anything else in that house,
[1:46:41] Speaker 1: because I knew how rare it had to be. She
[1:46:46] Speaker 1: closed her eyes for a second. I nudged her gently.
[1:46:50] Speaker 1: She stirred, still with me for now. On the last day,
[1:46:58] Speaker 1: Marjorie's body had started to give up. There was no
[1:47:02] Speaker 1: other way to describe it. Her words slurred and dragged.
[1:47:07] Speaker 1: Half a sentences faded out before they ended. Her hands
[1:47:12] Speaker 1: clenched and unclenched. The blanket draped over her legs, each
[1:47:16] Speaker 1: movement slower than the last. She coughed hard enough to
[1:47:21] Speaker 1: double over, and when she wiped her mouth, a thick
[1:47:24] Speaker 1: streak of black fluid clung to the back of her hand.
[1:47:29] Speaker 1: It smelled like iron and burnt oil. I moved to
[1:47:34] Speaker 1: help her sit upright again, but her eyes caught mine
[1:47:37] Speaker 1: with a quiet, trembling urgency. In the drawer, she said,
[1:47:44] Speaker 1: barely more than a breath. Hallway table, right side bottom.
[1:47:52] Speaker 1: I did what she said. My legs were trembling under
[1:47:56] Speaker 1: me as I crossed to the hallway. The shadows shifted again.
[1:48:00] Speaker 1: When I moved. They didn't follow me, but they watched.
[1:48:05] Speaker 1: I could feel it behind my ears, the quiet judgment
[1:48:10] Speaker 1: of something waiting for the final piece to fall. The
[1:48:15] Speaker 1: drawer stuck, a little, swollen from age. I yanked it
[1:48:19] Speaker 1: harder and it came loose. Inside was a dusty leather
[1:48:25] Speaker 1: photo album, cracked down the spine. I carried it back
[1:48:30] Speaker 1: to her and sat on the floor beside her chair.
[1:48:35] Speaker 1: We opened it together. The pictures were faded but intact,
[1:48:42] Speaker 1: black and white shots of a young woman in a
[1:48:45] Speaker 1: flowered dress standing near a broken fence, Marjorie. Her eyes
[1:48:52] Speaker 1: were brighter than her mouth, softer the edges. She stood
[1:48:58] Speaker 1: with a woman I assumed be a mother, tall and stiff,
[1:49:03] Speaker 1: a distant look edged permanently across her face. The two
[1:49:08] Speaker 1: of them stood apart in every photo, never touching, the mother,
[1:49:13] Speaker 1: always near the shadows. There were no children in any
[1:49:18] Speaker 1: of the images, no friends, no wedding dress, just the
[1:49:23] Speaker 1: same woman, aging slowly across decades, always alone. She pointed
[1:49:31] Speaker 1: to one photo with a shaking finger. It showed her
[1:49:35] Speaker 1: sitting on the floor in front of a boarded up window.
[1:49:40] Speaker 1: There was a shape behind her, just barely visible through
[1:49:43] Speaker 1: the gap in the slats. Long fingers stretched vertically holding
[1:49:49] Speaker 1: on from the outside. No face, nobody, just the idea
[1:49:55] Speaker 1: of someone watching it showed up after this was taken,
[1:50:02] Speaker 1: she whispered. I tore the film up that night, buried
[1:50:06] Speaker 1: the negatives, but it didn't matter. I stared at the
[1:50:12] Speaker 1: photo and felt my jaw tighten. My voice cracked when
[1:50:17] Speaker 1: I spoke. How did you live like this for so long?
[1:50:24] Speaker 1: She smiled with her eyes closed. I didn't live. I waited.
[1:50:31] Speaker 1: I've almost made it to the end. I'm almost. Her
[1:50:37] Speaker 1: voice faltered again, her jaw trembled, her wet sound gurgled
[1:50:42] Speaker 1: deep in her throat. She tilted her head back and
[1:50:46] Speaker 1: drew in a sharp, rattling breath. The countdown in the
[1:50:51] Speaker 1: kitchen time I hit fifty nine minutes, twelve seconds. I
[1:50:57] Speaker 1: think it's time, she said. I feel it in my ribs.
[1:51:04] Speaker 1: I knelt beside her, my hands wrapped around hers, cold
[1:51:08] Speaker 1: and papery. Thank you, she whispered, I can feel it coming.
[1:51:17] Speaker 1: Her head leaned back and her eyes fluttered shut for
[1:51:21] Speaker 1: the last time. The house went still, not just quiet,
[1:51:28] Speaker 1: but completely still. The air stopped moving, the walls no
[1:51:33] Speaker 1: longer creaked, even the wind outside held its breath. I
[1:51:39] Speaker 1: reached for my phone, hands shaking and dialed nine one one.
[1:51:45] Speaker 1: I gave the address, said there had been a death.
[1:51:48] Speaker 1: Tried to explain, but couldn't find the words. They asked
[1:51:53] Speaker 1: if I was alone. That was when a body cracked.
[1:52:02] Speaker 1: It started with a small pop at the base of
[1:52:04] Speaker 1: her neck. Then a spine shifted. Her shoulder blades rolled
[1:52:09] Speaker 1: unnaturally forward. Her wrists twisted sideways and bent backward. Her
[1:52:15] Speaker 1: jaw fell open too far, her head lolling as if
[1:52:19] Speaker 1: disconnected from the rest of her I dropped the phone.
[1:52:24] Speaker 1: The operator kept talking. I heard her asking me to respond,
[1:52:28] Speaker 1: but I couldn't. I was frozen. Then Marjorie moved. She
[1:52:38] Speaker 1: rose slowly, joined snapping as her limbs unfolded the wrong way.
[1:52:44] Speaker 1: She dropped to all fours and stayed there for a moment,
[1:52:47] Speaker 1: her breath low and rattling. Her face curled into something
[1:52:51] Speaker 1: that looked like a smile, but had no warmth. She
[1:52:56] Speaker 1: launched forward. I barely rolled out of the way in time.
[1:53:01] Speaker 1: I hit the floor hard and scrambled to my feet.
[1:53:05] Speaker 1: She moved faster than I thought possible, limbs jerking as
[1:53:09] Speaker 1: if pulled by strings. Her nails clawed across the hardwood,
[1:53:13] Speaker 1: tearing through the rug and into the boards beneath. I
[1:53:17] Speaker 1: ran down the hallway, and the door slammed behind me.
[1:53:22] Speaker 1: One by one, every door in the house slam shut
[1:53:25] Speaker 1: with a thunderous bang. The walls groaned and seemed to stretch.
[1:53:31] Speaker 1: A hallway that had once led to a linen closet
[1:53:34] Speaker 1: now spiraled to the right, deeper into the house. I
[1:53:39] Speaker 1: stumbled into a bedroom I didn't remember being there. The
[1:53:42] Speaker 1: furniture inside was nailed to the ceiling. Gravity had twisted
[1:53:48] Speaker 1: behind me. Marjorie laughed, not with their own voice, with several,
[1:53:57] Speaker 1: some shrieked, some crooned. One voice matched mine exactly, calling
[1:54:03] Speaker 1: out in a perfect imitation, help me, She said, in
[1:54:09] Speaker 1: my own voice, I'm still here. Please don't leave me.
[1:54:14] Speaker 1: I slammed the door and backed away. The floor thudded
[1:54:18] Speaker 1: as she crept closer. Her feet didn't land with weight,
[1:54:22] Speaker 1: they landed with intent. I shoved myself into the closet
[1:54:28] Speaker 1: and pressed the door shut. My breath tore in and
[1:54:32] Speaker 1: out of my lungs. I could hear us sniffing outside
[1:54:37] Speaker 1: as slow, deep and hail. Then another closer. I bit
[1:54:44] Speaker 1: my tongue to keep from sobbing. Then I remembered the phone,
[1:54:49] Speaker 1: The cheap prepaid phone Raymond had given me. I dug
[1:54:54] Speaker 1: through my pocket, fingers slipping, and pulled it out. The
[1:54:58] Speaker 1: screen was dim, the contact still read AH. My thumb
[1:55:06] Speaker 1: hovered over the button. Then I pressed it. The closet
[1:55:12] Speaker 1: door creaked open a few inches. Her fingers curled around
[1:55:16] Speaker 1: the frame. They weren't hands anymore. The bones had shifted
[1:55:21] Speaker 1: under the skin, forming long, hooked points that scraped softly
[1:55:26] Speaker 1: across the wood. I couldn't breathe. I pressed my back
[1:55:31] Speaker 1: to the far corner of the closet, phone still clutched
[1:55:35] Speaker 1: in my hand. The line went silent, no voice, no answer.
[1:55:42] Speaker 1: Then the sound of breaking glass filled the house. A
[1:55:46] Speaker 1: window shattered from inside the room, not splintered or cracked
[1:55:51] Speaker 1: completely obliterated wood crunched. A gust of air swept through
[1:55:57] Speaker 1: the walls and pulled the shadows back. Heavy footsteps echoed
[1:56:02] Speaker 1: across the floor, not the skittering limbs of whatever Marjorie
[1:56:06] Speaker 1: had become. I shoved the closet door open and stumbled out.
[1:56:13] Speaker 1: Raymond stood in the middle of the hallway, shoulders squared,
[1:56:18] Speaker 1: dressed in the same dark suits from the cafe. There
[1:56:23] Speaker 1: wasn't a scratch on him. His eyes were locked under
[1:56:26] Speaker 1: the thing wearing Marjorie's body as it came, bounding through
[1:56:30] Speaker 1: the hallway ceiling, limbs bending around the corners. He raised
[1:56:35] Speaker 1: the weapon that I had no words for. He didn't
[1:56:39] Speaker 1: look forged or manufactured. He looked grown, smooth and bone white,
[1:56:45] Speaker 1: with grooves that shifted and rotated along the barrel. Each
[1:56:50] Speaker 1: ring pulsed as if alive. He fired once. The sound
[1:56:57] Speaker 1: it made didn't belong to this world. It was soft
[1:57:01] Speaker 1: at first, like someone dragging stone across wet cloth. Then
[1:57:07] Speaker 1: it expanded into a shriek, deeper then sound, something that
[1:57:11] Speaker 1: made my ears ache and my eyes blur. The creature
[1:57:15] Speaker 1: twisted in mid air. Marjorie's body convulsed and peeled backward,
[1:57:21] Speaker 1: limbs retracting, face collapsing into itself. The thing inside her
[1:57:26] Speaker 1: screamed as it pulled away from her skin, unraveling in
[1:57:30] Speaker 1: ribbons of smoke and bone. It dissolved into thick black
[1:57:35] Speaker 1: mist that clung to the ceiling before vanishing into the boards.
[1:57:43] Speaker 1: Silence followed, real silence, not the kind we had suffered
[1:57:49] Speaker 1: through all night. This was absence. The room exhaled. I
[1:57:57] Speaker 1: collapsed against the wall, my legs unable to hold me.
[1:58:03] Speaker 1: Raymond approached calmly and knelt beside me. You did well,
[1:58:09] Speaker 1: he said, his voice steady, almost tired. We needed her exhausted,
[1:58:15] Speaker 1: fully exposed. It can't hide anymore. You weakened it. I
[1:58:23] Speaker 1: stared at him, throat raw, body trembling. He upened his
[1:58:27] Speaker 1: jacket and pulled out a sealed envelope, thick heavy. He
[1:58:34] Speaker 1: handed it to me, the full five, as promised, no taxes.
[1:58:42] Speaker 1: I didn't take it right away. My hands shook as
[1:58:45] Speaker 1: I reached for it. My eyes drifted to the hallway
[1:58:49] Speaker 1: behind him, when nothing remained of what had been Marjorie,
[1:58:54] Speaker 1: not even ash. This wasn't just about mercy, Raymond said, standing,
[1:59:02] Speaker 1: it was containment. He turned toward the broken window, already
[1:59:09] Speaker 1: reaching into his pocket for something else, a small metallic
[1:59:13] Speaker 1: object that blinked red once before going still. I pushed
[1:59:20] Speaker 1: myself up. Who are you, I asked. He paused at
[1:59:29] Speaker 1: the edge of the frame, silhouetted against the dark outside.
[1:59:34] Speaker 1: He looked back over his shoulder, and for the first
[1:59:37] Speaker 1: time I thought I saw something behind his expression. You
[1:59:44] Speaker 1: should get some sleep, he said. I've been driving for
[1:59:58] Speaker 1: a food delivery app for a little over two years now.
[2:00:02] Speaker 1: Nothing glamorous, just one of those apps, so you tap
[2:00:05] Speaker 1: a few buttons, grab a paper bag, and drop it
[2:00:09] Speaker 1: off at someone's door step. Quick money if you don't
[2:00:12] Speaker 1: mind the gas prices and the occasional stress induced ulcer.
[2:00:18] Speaker 1: I treated it like a side hustle, deliver a few burritos,
[2:00:22] Speaker 1: maybe a boba tie or two, and be home by midnight.
[2:00:27] Speaker 1: But after I got laid off from my last real job,
[2:00:31] Speaker 1: it became my main gig. The shift never technically ends.
[2:00:37] Speaker 1: You just drive until your body gives out while your
[2:00:40] Speaker 1: tank hits empty. Most of it's what you'd expect, fighting
[2:00:45] Speaker 1: for decent tips, cursing at building numbers that don't exist,
[2:00:49] Speaker 1: or walking up five flights of stairs for an order
[2:00:52] Speaker 1: that says leave at the door, do not knock in
[2:00:55] Speaker 1: all caps. Some instructions get stranger than others, and once
[2:01:01] Speaker 1: had a guy ask me to leave a sushi quote
[2:01:04] Speaker 1: in the shadow of the mail box. Someone else left
[2:01:08] Speaker 1: a note that said, if the front door opens by itself,
[2:01:12] Speaker 1: just leave the food and walk away. Do not acknowledge her.
[2:01:17] Speaker 1: I left that one on the welcome mat and didn't
[2:01:20] Speaker 1: even look back. I wasn't about to find out if
[2:01:23] Speaker 1: it was a prank. Or not. A lot of us
[2:01:28] Speaker 1: drivers talk. There's an unofficial group chat we use. Nothing huge,
[2:01:34] Speaker 1: just a few hundred regulars who post about traffic, bad restaurants,
[2:01:39] Speaker 1: and weirdest stuff. The app doesn't warn you about loose dogs,
[2:01:43] Speaker 1: fake addresses, customers who try to pay cash and then
[2:01:47] Speaker 1: grab the food and bolt. Some drivers even swap screenshots
[2:01:51] Speaker 1: of creepy houses or instructions that feel off. Most of
[2:01:57] Speaker 1: us chalk it up to trolls alone people looking for attention.
[2:02:04] Speaker 1: But there are certain addresses that come up in conversation
[2:02:08] Speaker 1: more than others, ones that make everyone go quiet. You
[2:02:14] Speaker 1: learn pretty quickly which places the skip and which ones
[2:02:18] Speaker 1: to never ask about at all. There's one address that
[2:02:24] Speaker 1: kept showing up more than any other. Same house, same street,
[2:02:30] Speaker 1: always boosted, always ignored. Every time I opened the app
[2:02:36] Speaker 1: late at night, there it was highlighted like some cursed
[2:02:41] Speaker 1: loot drop, promising three times the usual payout. Ten bucks
[2:02:46] Speaker 1: turned into thirty, thirty into fifty, and still no takers.
[2:02:56] Speaker 1: The first time I noticed it, I asked in the
[2:02:58] Speaker 1: group chat. I dropped the pin, said something like any
[2:03:03] Speaker 1: one know what's up with this place? A reply came through.
[2:03:10] Speaker 1: Don't seriously. The message came from a guy named Craig,
[2:03:19] Speaker 1: and met him once when we both happened to be
[2:03:21] Speaker 1: picking up from the same Chipotle. Nice, sky bit twitchy.
[2:03:27] Speaker 1: I remembered him because shortly after I'd seen him there,
[2:03:30] Speaker 1: he stopped posting altogether, quit delivery work completely. According to
[2:03:35] Speaker 1: some one else in the chat said the job was
[2:03:38] Speaker 1: frying his nerves. I figured he was just burned out.
[2:03:43] Speaker 1: We all get there eventually. Then one night it was slow,
[2:03:50] Speaker 1: dead slow. My tank was half empty, my wallet even worse.
[2:03:56] Speaker 1: Rent was due at the end of the week, and
[2:03:59] Speaker 1: I was already rationing breakfast into two day intervals. The
[2:04:05] Speaker 1: address popped up again, triple pay, only a few miles
[2:04:10] Speaker 1: out clean order. I stared and tapped, except I told myself,
[2:04:21] Speaker 1: if Craig did it and lived the tell the tale,
[2:04:24] Speaker 1: however cryptic, then so could I. The guy was clearly
[2:04:30] Speaker 1: a little paranoid. There's no way that a house that
[2:04:33] Speaker 1: is on this app and has been on there for
[2:04:36] Speaker 1: as long as it has is dangerous. You spend enough
[2:04:40] Speaker 1: time dropping off food to people who treat you the
[2:04:43] Speaker 1: way you would treat a vending machine with legs, and
[2:04:46] Speaker 1: it starts to mess with your head. The order came
[2:04:50] Speaker 1: from a local burger spot I knew well. I'd picked
[2:04:54] Speaker 1: up from there a dozen times before. No issues, fries,
[2:04:58] Speaker 1: double cheeseburger, large drink. Everything was backed up tight in
[2:05:03] Speaker 1: a stable brown bag. I almost didn't think about it
[2:05:07] Speaker 1: again until I was walking out the door and one
[2:05:11] Speaker 1: of the lion cooks called out behind me. Did someone
[2:05:15] Speaker 1: finally take it? The cashier looked at the receipt, then
[2:05:21] Speaker 1: looked at me. Be safe, man, he muttered. I delivered
[2:05:30] Speaker 1: to a lot of weird places over the years, half
[2:05:33] Speaker 1: finished basements that smelled of mold, aves parked illegally behind
[2:05:37] Speaker 1: gas stations, one guy who made me leave a pizza
[2:05:40] Speaker 1: on top of a tree stump. But this place felt
[2:05:44] Speaker 1: different for whatever reason. The neighborhood looked like it had
[2:05:51] Speaker 1: be intact on to the edge of the city as
[2:05:53] Speaker 1: an afterthought. The road was clean and newly paved, but
[2:05:58] Speaker 1: once I turned off it, the ashphalt gave way to gravel,
[2:06:02] Speaker 1: then cracked concrete. The street signs were faded, barely legible.
[2:06:09] Speaker 1: Every mail box I passed looked like it hadn't seen
[2:06:13] Speaker 1: a delivery in years, tilted ross streeked, one even dangling
[2:06:18] Speaker 1: by a single screw. My GPS stopped giving turn by
[2:06:24] Speaker 1: turns and just dropped a pin. No house number, just
[2:06:28] Speaker 1: a blinking blue dot and a note that said you've arrived.
[2:06:36] Speaker 1: I slowed the car to a crawl and finally spotted
[2:06:40] Speaker 1: it whitged tightly between two larger houses, like it had
[2:06:44] Speaker 1: been squeezed in after the fact. It was narrow, with
[2:06:49] Speaker 1: pealing siding and no numbers on the door or curb.
[2:06:53] Speaker 1: The porch like blinked in a lazy, irregular pattern. A
[2:06:58] Speaker 1: set of wind chimes hung from the above the door,
[2:07:01] Speaker 1: clinging together even though the air was completely still. No
[2:07:07] Speaker 1: visible motion inside, no shapes behind the curtains. But I
[2:07:13] Speaker 1: had that prickling sensation in the back of my neck,
[2:07:17] Speaker 1: the kind you get when someone staring at you from
[2:07:20] Speaker 1: a second story window. I scanned the house once, then again.
[2:07:27] Speaker 1: The windows were dark, the blinds drawn tight. I sat
[2:07:35] Speaker 1: in my car for another moment. I would be lying
[2:07:39] Speaker 1: if I said that all those messages in the group
[2:07:41] Speaker 1: chat hadn't done a number on me. I was definitely
[2:07:45] Speaker 1: feeling anxious, but I grabbed the bag and stepped out
[2:07:50] Speaker 1: into the silence. The instructions were blunt and impersonal. Leave
[2:07:58] Speaker 1: on the porch, do not knock, do not wait for acknowledgment.
[2:08:05] Speaker 1: I had seen worse. I set the bag just to
[2:08:09] Speaker 1: the left of the welcome mat, careful not to block
[2:08:11] Speaker 1: the door, took the confirmation photo, uploaded it, and marked
[2:08:16] Speaker 1: the order as delivered. As I turned to leave, I
[2:08:22] Speaker 1: half expected something to happen. But nothing did. No creak
[2:08:28] Speaker 1: behind me, or so much as a breath, just the
[2:08:32] Speaker 1: wind chimes tapping lightly above my head. I walked back
[2:08:37] Speaker 1: to the car, slid into the driver's seat, and waited
[2:08:41] Speaker 1: for the payment notification. It came through, clean, full fare
[2:08:47] Speaker 1: and tip included more than I expected. Honestly, I pulled away, relieved,
[2:08:55] Speaker 1: drove a few blocks, parked near a gas station and
[2:08:58] Speaker 1: cracked the window, planning to eat something before taking another order.
[2:09:05] Speaker 1: And that's when the appinged a new delivery on the
[2:09:08] Speaker 1: same address, triple pay again. I hesitated, thumb hovering over
[2:09:17] Speaker 1: the screen. Then I accepted it. If I had done
[2:09:25] Speaker 1: it once, I figured I could do it again. It
[2:09:29] Speaker 1: wasn't like anything bad had happened. The house was weird, yeah,
[2:09:35] Speaker 1: but weird didn't pay rent and I was behind. The
[2:09:40] Speaker 1: pickup was fast, one neatly packed brown bag. I made
[2:09:45] Speaker 1: sure not to forget anything. Checked twice, the receipt was
[2:09:49] Speaker 1: stable to the top of the new instructions printed in
[2:09:52] Speaker 1: bold leave at back door, do not use front entrance.
[2:10:00] Speaker 1: So I drove back, same street, same dying street lights,
[2:10:06] Speaker 1: same wind chimes knocking together in the still air. I
[2:10:11] Speaker 1: followed the gravel driveway around the side of the house.
[2:10:15] Speaker 1: The grass was knee high and busted. Plastic chair laying
[2:10:18] Speaker 1: its side near the back porch, half sunken into the ground,
[2:10:23] Speaker 1: making it clear that it had been there for years.
[2:10:27] Speaker 1: The back door was unpainted and had no handle, just
[2:10:30] Speaker 1: a latch on the inside, akin to something from an
[2:10:34] Speaker 1: old cellar. I set the back down, gently, snapped the
[2:10:38] Speaker 1: photo and hit complete. The payment came through almost instantly,
[2:10:46] Speaker 1: tip concluded more than the last one. I got back
[2:10:50] Speaker 1: in the car and drove off. I was getting tired
[2:10:56] Speaker 1: and it was already way too late. That night, I
[2:11:01] Speaker 1: went to bed without overthinking it, slept harder than I
[2:11:06] Speaker 1: had in weeks. The next morning, I rolled over, checked
[2:11:12] Speaker 1: my phone as always and opened the app out of
[2:11:15] Speaker 1: habit and the address was there again, no driver assigned
[2:11:22] Speaker 1: to it. It had already been sitting in queue for
[2:11:26] Speaker 1: twenty minutes. Double pay this time, no takers, so I
[2:11:34] Speaker 1: took it. The hours in that day blurred together real fast.
[2:11:41] Speaker 1: Each time the address popped up, I accepted it. Sometimes
[2:11:46] Speaker 1: the pay was higher, and sometimes it was the normal amount.
[2:11:51] Speaker 1: Yet still it was so easy and uncomplicated that I
[2:11:56] Speaker 1: felt like I had just struck gold. But the instructions
[2:12:01] Speaker 1: also kept changing. Do not ring doorbell, do not make
[2:12:06] Speaker 1: eye contact, place food and porch, and step back six feet,
[2:12:11] Speaker 1: use gloves, say nothing. I started joking with myself about it.
[2:12:19] Speaker 1: I told myself it was some eccentric shut in, maybe
[2:12:22] Speaker 1: an older person who didn't trust the outside world. The
[2:12:26] Speaker 1: bags were never moved. However, every time I came back,
[2:12:31] Speaker 1: the food I'd left earlier was still there, the containers
[2:12:35] Speaker 1: still sealed, the receipts still stabled. Some of them had
[2:12:40] Speaker 1: gone soggy from the morning dew. I counted eleven bags
[2:12:45] Speaker 1: stacked on the front porch, all of them from me.
[2:12:50] Speaker 1: That was when something in misshifted. Then I started wondering,
[2:12:57] Speaker 1: what if the person inside was dead. What if the
[2:13:00] Speaker 1: app was just said to auto order schedule meals nobody
[2:13:04] Speaker 1: ever canceled. What if they had family who didn't check
[2:13:07] Speaker 1: on them. What if I'd been delivering to a corpse.
[2:13:12] Speaker 1: The idea borrowed into me that night. When the order
[2:13:17] Speaker 1: came through, I didn't hesitate and didn't really care how
[2:13:22] Speaker 1: much they were paying. I had to check if the
[2:13:25] Speaker 1: person inside was okay. When I stepped onto the porch
[2:13:30] Speaker 1: and placed the bag beside the others, I didn't walk away.
[2:13:36] Speaker 1: I reached for the front door as anxiety was trying
[2:13:39] Speaker 1: to borrow a hole into my stomach. I knocked three
[2:13:43] Speaker 1: times food delivery, I shouted. No answer came, and so
[2:13:52] Speaker 1: I decided to take matters into my own hands. I
[2:13:56] Speaker 1: opened the door with a painful groan and stepped inside.
[2:14:01] Speaker 1: The door clicked shut behind me the moment I stepped through.
[2:14:06] Speaker 1: I didn't even touch it, didn't hear wind or pressure
[2:14:10] Speaker 1: or anything that might have caused it. It just closed,
[2:14:14] Speaker 1: smooth and silent. Then I heard the dead bolt slide
[2:14:19] Speaker 1: into place with a low mechanical clunk. I turned around immediately,
[2:14:26] Speaker 1: heart jumping into my throat. I tried the knob nothing,
[2:14:32] Speaker 1: it didn't even rattle. I jiggled it harder, then put
[2:14:36] Speaker 1: my weight into it to no avail. I also tried
[2:14:40] Speaker 1: getting the dead bolt unlocked at least, but I failed
[2:14:43] Speaker 1: every time, I tried, are you serious, and muttered, half laughing,
[2:14:50] Speaker 1: but with no humor behind it. I pulled out my phone.
[2:14:55] Speaker 1: No bars, not a single one. The little spinning so
[2:15:00] Speaker 1: circle on the screen felt like it was mocking me.
[2:15:04] Speaker 1: Of course, hey, I called out, raising my voice a
[2:15:09] Speaker 1: little hello food delivery silence. You would think every single
[2:15:19] Speaker 1: home would have some sort of ambient noise, but this
[2:15:23] Speaker 1: one didn't. Just dead air and a deafening silence. I
[2:15:29] Speaker 1: waited for a few more seconds, trying to listen out
[2:15:32] Speaker 1: for any movement or maybe even someone calling out to
[2:15:35] Speaker 1: me from deep inside the house. There was nothing. I
[2:15:41] Speaker 1: didn't want to go any farther, but I told myself
[2:15:45] Speaker 1: who was probably an old person, someone hard of hearing.
[2:15:49] Speaker 1: Maybe they fell, maybe they had a stroke, whenever the case,
[2:15:55] Speaker 1: all I wanted to do was leave and call the
[2:15:57] Speaker 1: police or the ambulance. So I stepped forward with a
[2:16:03] Speaker 1: full intention of getting out as soon as possible. The
[2:16:09] Speaker 1: entryway opened into a short hallway carpeted in a faded
[2:16:13] Speaker 1: brown that was matted down in uneven patches, like certain
[2:16:18] Speaker 1: spots had been stepped on too many times and others
[2:16:22] Speaker 1: not at all. The walls were yellowed, maybe from smoke,
[2:16:27] Speaker 1: maybe just time. And the air smelled faintly of ammonia
[2:16:31] Speaker 1: laid over something harder to name, like meat left out
[2:16:35] Speaker 1: too long in a warm room. The ceiling looked weird,
[2:16:41] Speaker 1: Strange marks had been left in the material, Circular holes
[2:16:45] Speaker 1: dotted the entire surface. I took another step, shoes sinking
[2:16:51] Speaker 1: slightly into the carpet. The floor creaked beneath me, slow
[2:16:56] Speaker 1: and high pitched hullo. I tried again. I don't mean
[2:17:02] Speaker 1: to intrude, I just your door locked behind me. I
[2:17:08] Speaker 1: reached the end of the hallway and leaned slightly to
[2:17:11] Speaker 1: peek into the kitchen. Pale tile, mostly clean, a few
[2:17:19] Speaker 1: dark stains near the sink. The fridge was humming, and
[2:17:23] Speaker 1: the little green light on the microwave was blinking twelve
[2:17:26] Speaker 1: o'clock like it had never been set. The place wasn't messy,
[2:17:32] Speaker 1: but it didn't feel lived in either. It had the hollow,
[2:17:36] Speaker 1: too quiet energy of a model home, something built to
[2:17:40] Speaker 1: look like someone was there. I offered there for a second,
[2:17:45] Speaker 1: right at the edge of where tyle met carpet, trying
[2:17:48] Speaker 1: to figure out what to do next. That's when I
[2:17:54] Speaker 1: heard it, A noise from deeper in the house, a
[2:17:59] Speaker 1: sort of raspy breathing. I leaned in just enough to
[2:18:04] Speaker 1: get a clearer view down the hall that when something moved,
[2:18:11] Speaker 1: it wasn't loud, definitely not a crash, but I felt
[2:18:16] Speaker 1: it more than heard it. A sudden, fast shift low
[2:18:20] Speaker 1: to the floor. I caught just the briefest flicker of
[2:18:24] Speaker 1: pale skin sliding out of sight around the corner, like
[2:18:28] Speaker 1: something had darted across on all fours. I jerked back instinctively,
[2:18:34] Speaker 1: a cold jolt ripping through my chest. My heel slid
[2:18:39] Speaker 1: across the linonium, and I nearly went down. I caught
[2:18:43] Speaker 1: myself against the wall, palm slapping into the dry wall
[2:18:47] Speaker 1: with a dull thud, but I barely noticed. My heart
[2:18:52] Speaker 1: was pounding so hard it felt like it might choke me.
[2:18:57] Speaker 1: For a second, I didn't move, just stood there, frozen
[2:19:02] Speaker 1: in place, the air in my lungs too tight to
[2:19:05] Speaker 1: let out. Something was here and it wasn't sick, and
[2:19:12] Speaker 1: it wasn't human. I started backing toward the front door
[2:19:18] Speaker 1: without thinking, each step light careful, like I didn't want
[2:19:24] Speaker 1: the floor to know I was leaving. My eyes stayed
[2:19:28] Speaker 1: locked on the hallway. I didn't even blink The doorknob
[2:19:33] Speaker 1: was slick under my hand. I twisted it hard. I
[2:19:38] Speaker 1: felt like a kid checking the fridge every five minutes
[2:19:41] Speaker 1: to see if anything has changed. I kept tugging and pulling,
[2:19:46] Speaker 1: each tug making a sound that pierced the silence. Then
[2:19:52] Speaker 1: I heard it again, that sound, but this time it
[2:19:57] Speaker 1: was softer, wetter, the steady drag of something moving along
[2:20:03] Speaker 1: the floor. It wasn't coming from the hallway anymore. It
[2:20:08] Speaker 1: was coming from the kitchen, right behind me. I turned
[2:20:13] Speaker 1: around slowly and saw it. It was crouched low behind
[2:20:18] Speaker 1: the kitchen island, half shadowed, but close enough now that
[2:20:22] Speaker 1: I could make out its shape. The thing was down
[2:20:26] Speaker 1: on all fours, bare chalk white skin, stretched tight over
[2:20:31] Speaker 1: a long, rail thin frame. Its limbs were too long
[2:20:35] Speaker 1: for its torso, and they bowed slightly like they had
[2:20:39] Speaker 1: too many joints. Its fingers, if that's what they were,
[2:20:44] Speaker 1: scraped along the floor in slow, deliberate arcs, each tipped
[2:20:48] Speaker 1: with yellowed, cracked nails that curved like splinters. Its head
[2:20:54] Speaker 1: moved slowly, swaying side to side, like it was sniffing,
[2:20:58] Speaker 1: But it had no nose, no eyes, just the sunken
[2:21:02] Speaker 1: face with a slack, wet mouth hung wide open, as
[2:21:07] Speaker 1: if it had been caught mid scream and then forgotten
[2:21:10] Speaker 1: how to close it. I froze for half a second,
[2:21:15] Speaker 1: maybe less. It didn't lunge or make any aggressive gestures.
[2:21:21] Speaker 1: It just inch forward with that same awful calm, dragging
[2:21:25] Speaker 1: its body across the tile, with a sound like wet
[2:21:28] Speaker 1: towels sliding through broken glass. It was close enough to
[2:21:34] Speaker 1: reach me if I hesitated. I didn't. I sprinted, angled
[2:21:41] Speaker 1: my shoulder and drove straight into the kitchen window with
[2:21:45] Speaker 1: everything I had. But it didn't give. It cracked, spied
[2:21:51] Speaker 1: a webbing beneath the impact, but held My arm folded wrong,
[2:21:57] Speaker 1: pain shooting through it like an electric wire. I dropped hard,
[2:22:02] Speaker 1: the breath knocked out of me, my back slamming against
[2:22:05] Speaker 1: the cabinet with a dull, wooden bang. I gasped for air,
[2:22:10] Speaker 1: vision swimming, and when I looked up, it was already there.
[2:22:16] Speaker 1: The thing was crawling toward me fast, now, fast than
[2:22:21] Speaker 1: it had any right to move. Its limbs clacked against
[2:22:25] Speaker 1: the tile, one of its arms flailed blindly, catching the
[2:22:29] Speaker 1: helm of my jacket. The sound it made somewhere between
[2:22:33] Speaker 1: a gurgle and a rattle was directed at me. It
[2:22:38] Speaker 1: didn't just want to hurt me. He wanted to feed.
[2:22:43] Speaker 1: Nobody had stepped foot in this house for god knows
[2:22:45] Speaker 1: how long, and I was the first one it had seen.
[2:22:50] Speaker 1: I kicked hard, my boot connecting with his chest. His
[2:22:55] Speaker 1: skin felt soft, almost spongy, but underneath was something solid.
[2:23:01] Speaker 1: The thing recoiled slightly but didn't stop. Its hand lashed
[2:23:05] Speaker 1: out again, skimming my knee, this time, nails grazing skin.
[2:23:10] Speaker 1: I felt warmth, but I didn't check. I pushed myself
[2:23:15] Speaker 1: up with a grunt, got my hands under me, and
[2:23:18] Speaker 1: searched forward with everything I had. I slammed into it,
[2:23:23] Speaker 1: head on, my weight, driving into its chest, and for
[2:23:27] Speaker 1: a moment I thought it might hold its ground. Its
[2:23:31] Speaker 1: limbs curled around me like cables, one of them wrapped
[2:23:34] Speaker 1: around my forearm, pulling tight. Adrenaline surged through me as
[2:23:39] Speaker 1: I pulled against it with everything I had. My elbow
[2:23:43] Speaker 1: smashed into what passed for its neck once twice, until
[2:23:48] Speaker 1: it let go just enough for me to shove its sideways.
[2:23:52] Speaker 1: It crumpled onto the floor, limbs tangling beneath it like
[2:23:56] Speaker 1: a sack of broken sticks, still run on whatever adrenaline.
[2:24:01] Speaker 1: I hadn't burned out in the scuffle. I doubled back
[2:24:04] Speaker 1: toward the window. The crack I'd made earlier was still there,
[2:24:08] Speaker 1: spidered across the glass like a frozen explosion. This time,
[2:24:13] Speaker 1: I didn't brace myself, I didn't aim. I threw my
[2:24:17] Speaker 1: whole body into it. The glass gave with a sharp,
[2:24:21] Speaker 1: staccato burst. It came apart all at once, not with
[2:24:26] Speaker 1: a clean breake, but in a thousand small shards that
[2:24:29] Speaker 1: cut through my sleeves, my forearms, the side of my neck.
[2:24:33] Speaker 1: I didn't feel it right away, just the sensation of
[2:24:37] Speaker 1: air hitting exposed skin as I spilled through the frame
[2:24:41] Speaker 1: and landed hard in the patchy, uneven grass outside. The
[2:24:46] Speaker 1: fall knocked the wind out of me again, but I
[2:24:48] Speaker 1: scrambled to my feet without thinking. Blood was running down
[2:24:52] Speaker 1: my arms in thin, erratic lines, and my shirt stuck
[2:24:56] Speaker 1: wet against my ribs. But I didn't stop. I didn't
[2:25:00] Speaker 1: check behind me. I just ran. I don't remember the
[2:25:07] Speaker 1: drive home, not really, just fragments, my hands slipping on
[2:25:12] Speaker 1: the wheel from blood. The street lights looked brighter than
[2:25:15] Speaker 1: the sun as I drove in the daze. By the
[2:25:19] Speaker 1: time I made it back home. My hands were shaking
[2:25:22] Speaker 1: so badly I could barely open the first aid kit
[2:25:25] Speaker 1: under the sink. I tore it apart, trying to find gauze, tape,
[2:25:30] Speaker 1: anything to make the bleeding slow down. I didn't try
[2:25:35] Speaker 1: to explain it to myself, not anymore. I wasn't going
[2:25:40] Speaker 1: to sit there and rationalize what I saw or what
[2:25:43] Speaker 1: it tried to do. I called the police, not nine
[2:25:48] Speaker 1: one one, just the local station. I told them I
[2:25:51] Speaker 1: delivered to a house and found someone inside, maybe someone dangerous.
[2:25:57] Speaker 1: I said. I thought they might be a break in
[2:25:59] Speaker 1: or someone in need of medical help. I didn't know
[2:26:02] Speaker 1: what I was saying. I just needed someone else to
[2:26:06] Speaker 1: go there. They sent a car. I waited by my
[2:26:12] Speaker 1: phone for over an hour, hands bandaged in layers of
[2:26:15] Speaker 1: gauze and paper towels. When the call came, the officer
[2:26:20] Speaker 1: sounded annoyed. He told me the resident was an elderly
[2:26:27] Speaker 1: woman lived alone. The cop asked me if this was
[2:26:31] Speaker 1: some sort of internet trend. This house has been called
[2:26:34] Speaker 1: in for things for months now, yet the police never
[2:26:37] Speaker 1: find anything. He asked me why I felt the need
[2:26:41] Speaker 1: to make a false report. Warned me that filing again
[2:26:44] Speaker 1: without cause could result in charges suggested maybe I was overworked.
[2:26:52] Speaker 1: I didn't argue. I just apologized, hung up, and sat
[2:26:57] Speaker 1: there in the dark. The next morning, I did what
[2:27:04] Speaker 1: I always did. I opened the app and there it was,
[2:27:11] Speaker 1: same address, no number, just the pin, same block behind
[2:27:18] Speaker 1: the strip mall, same flickering porch light in the preview
[2:27:21] Speaker 1: photo triple pay order waiting to be picked up. I've
[2:27:38] Speaker 1: been homeless for a while now, long enough to know
[2:27:42] Speaker 1: which places are safe, and which ones aren't, and which
[2:27:46] Speaker 1: ones will get you stabbed in your sleep. I move
[2:27:49] Speaker 1: around a lot, keep to myself, and never stay anywhere
[2:27:53] Speaker 1: too long. That's how you survive. The city is full
[2:27:59] Speaker 1: of tens cities, makeshift little neighborhoods of the forgotten and unlucky.
[2:28:05] Speaker 1: Some are worse than others. You don't stay in the
[2:28:08] Speaker 1: ones run by the guys with glassy eyes and twitchy fingers.
[2:28:12] Speaker 1: You don't set foot in the ones that stink of chemicals, urine,
[2:28:16] Speaker 1: and death. But every now and then you hear whispers
[2:28:20] Speaker 1: about a place that's different. There's one under the overpass
[2:28:27] Speaker 1: on the outskirts of town. I heard about it a
[2:28:30] Speaker 1: few weeks back. No fights, no cops, no trouble. Nobody
[2:28:37] Speaker 1: knows why. But people who stay there don't leave. They
[2:28:42] Speaker 1: don't come back into the city looking for change. They
[2:28:45] Speaker 1: just settle into that little, tense city and that's it. Supposedly,
[2:28:52] Speaker 1: they're all happy there. I wasn't planning on going. I
[2:28:58] Speaker 1: don't like places I can't walk away from, but that
[2:29:02] Speaker 1: night I didn't have a choice. The rain came fast,
[2:29:08] Speaker 1: thick and freezing, soaking me to the bone. Within minutes,
[2:29:13] Speaker 1: I've been hanging around downtown, near one of the busiest streets,
[2:29:16] Speaker 1: keeping my head down and hoping for scraps. When they
[2:29:19] Speaker 1: came out of the bar, a group of them, loud, drunk, laughing.
[2:29:26] Speaker 1: Those kinds of people don't take kindly to people like me.
[2:29:31] Speaker 1: They started with insworts, Hey, get a job, asshole, that
[2:29:36] Speaker 1: kind of thing. I kept my head down and kept walking.
[2:29:41] Speaker 1: Don't engage, don't make eye contact. It's a rule. But
[2:29:46] Speaker 1: when you're the weakest thing on the street, there's always
[2:29:49] Speaker 1: someone looking to prove something. One of them shoved me
[2:29:54] Speaker 1: from behind hard. I hit the pavement, gravel dug into
[2:29:59] Speaker 1: my head. I could have stayed down, maybe they'd have
[2:30:04] Speaker 1: laughed and walked away, but I made the mistake of
[2:30:08] Speaker 1: trying to get up. The first kick caught my ribs,
[2:30:13] Speaker 1: the second my shoulder, The third I don't even remember.
[2:30:18] Speaker 1: Everything blurred together, a boot, the taste of blood, the
[2:30:23] Speaker 1: sound of rain hammering the street, drowning out my own
[2:30:26] Speaker 1: ragged breath. Then a voice, enough, man, let's go, And
[2:30:34] Speaker 1: just like that it was over. They were gone, back
[2:30:38] Speaker 1: to their warm bar and soft beds, their lives, and
[2:30:43] Speaker 1: I was left in the street, bleeding into the gutter,
[2:30:47] Speaker 1: shivering like a dying dog. I pulled myself up, one
[2:30:53] Speaker 1: arm wrapped around my ribs. I needed to find shelter.
[2:30:59] Speaker 1: The usual spot were taken under the bridge near Maine,
[2:31:03] Speaker 1: the alcove behind the abandoned gas station, the empty warehouse
[2:31:07] Speaker 1: there still had half a roof left. Even the beat
[2:31:10] Speaker 1: up places, the ones with the rats biteunia sleep, were full.
[2:31:16] Speaker 1: That's when I remembered the tense city. I hesitated, rain
[2:31:22] Speaker 1: pouring down on my face. Something about it felt wrong,
[2:31:28] Speaker 1: but I was out of options. My ribs ached with
[2:31:33] Speaker 1: every step, and by the time I made it, I
[2:31:37] Speaker 1: was light headed from the cold and the steady loss
[2:31:40] Speaker 1: of blood. The first thing I noticed was how neat
[2:31:47] Speaker 1: it was. Tense cities aren't usually this organized. The messy
[2:31:55] Speaker 1: thrown together from whatever scraps people can find, TARPSTI defense
[2:32:00] Speaker 1: his cardboards, stacked into walls. This place wasn't like that.
[2:32:06] Speaker 1: The tents were perfectly spaced, set up in even rows,
[2:32:11] Speaker 1: all facing the same direction, like soldiers standing at attention.
[2:32:16] Speaker 1: No signs of fight or scrawled out warnings on the ground.
[2:32:21] Speaker 1: I stood at the edge of the camp, unsure whether
[2:32:24] Speaker 1: to step forward. I felt eyes on me, not unfriendly,
[2:32:29] Speaker 1: just watching. Then a woman, thin, middle aged, bundled in
[2:32:38] Speaker 1: a ragged coat, stepped toward me, pulling something from a sleeve.
[2:32:44] Speaker 1: She pressed the dirty dry cloth into my hand for
[2:32:48] Speaker 1: the bleeding, she muttered, then walked away. Before I could
[2:32:53] Speaker 1: thank her. A man followed, silent as a shadow. He
[2:32:59] Speaker 1: handed me a bottle of water, gave me a single
[2:33:02] Speaker 1: slow nod, then turned and disappeared into his tent. No
[2:33:08] Speaker 1: one asked me who I was. No one asked what
[2:33:11] Speaker 1: happened to me. They just helped. I sat down near
[2:33:19] Speaker 1: the entrance of an unclaimed tent, pressing the cloth against
[2:33:23] Speaker 1: my split lip. The pain was dull, now, a steady
[2:33:27] Speaker 1: throb beneath my bruised ribs. I tipped the water bottle
[2:33:31] Speaker 1: against my mouth and drank half of it in one go.
[2:33:35] Speaker 1: My body grateful for something clean rough night, I turned
[2:33:40] Speaker 1: my head. A man in his mid forties was sitting
[2:33:44] Speaker 1: on the ground a few feet away watching me. He
[2:33:48] Speaker 1: had a half smoked cigarette in one hand, rolling it
[2:33:51] Speaker 1: between his fingers. I hesitated before answering. I was in
[2:33:58] Speaker 1: use to people talking to me. You could say that,
[2:34:02] Speaker 1: I muttered. He nodded, took a drag, exhaled slow. Yeah,
[2:34:10] Speaker 1: same here read That was his name. I learned it
[2:34:19] Speaker 1: a few minutes later, after he scooted a little closer
[2:34:22] Speaker 1: and offered me half of a protein bar he'd scavenged earlier.
[2:34:27] Speaker 1: I took it. We sat there chewing in silence for
[2:34:31] Speaker 1: a bit, just listening to the rain pattering against the tents.
[2:34:37] Speaker 1: We were both new here, both sizing up the place.
[2:34:42] Speaker 1: Where are you from? He asked. Eventually I swallowed a bite,
[2:34:47] Speaker 1: white to my mouth. Know where that matters? Reid gave
[2:34:53] Speaker 1: a dry chuckle. Yeah, that sounds about right. I didn't
[2:34:59] Speaker 1: push for details, but he told me anyway, medical debt,
[2:35:06] Speaker 1: and that's what did him in. He had a wife,
[2:35:09] Speaker 1: a daughter. Then his wife got sick, the bills piled up.
[2:35:14] Speaker 1: He took out loans, maxed out credit cards, tried everything.
[2:35:19] Speaker 1: She still died, and the debt didn't die with her.
[2:35:26] Speaker 1: His daughter was better off without him, he said, staying
[2:35:29] Speaker 1: with family. He hadn't seen her in years. I told
[2:35:34] Speaker 1: him a little about myself, but not much, just that
[2:35:38] Speaker 1: I ran from a bad situation, no family, no real ties,
[2:35:44] Speaker 1: just surviving. Neither of us felt sorry for the other.
[2:35:51] Speaker 1: That's not how it works out here. We just got it.
[2:35:58] Speaker 1: Relapsed into silence, watching the people around us move between
[2:36:02] Speaker 1: the tents. The people here are weird. Huh, Reid muttered
[2:36:08] Speaker 1: and nodded, Yeah, real weird. The rain finally let up
[2:36:16] Speaker 1: some time after midnight, leaving the camp eerily quiet. The
[2:36:21] Speaker 1: only sounds were the occasional shovel of feet and the
[2:36:24] Speaker 1: distant hum of the city. Read and I sat near
[2:36:28] Speaker 1: our tents, watching the camp move in its strange, silent rhythm.
[2:36:34] Speaker 1: It wasn't just their behavior that unsettled me. It was
[2:36:37] Speaker 1: the way they navigated around the center of camp, avoiding
[2:36:41] Speaker 1: it without looking like they were avoiding it. I looked
[2:36:45] Speaker 1: at the center of the camp. At first glance, it
[2:36:50] Speaker 1: looked like any other patch of ground, dark packed earth,
[2:36:54] Speaker 1: damp from the rain. But the longer I stared, the
[2:36:58] Speaker 1: more I realized something was off. The soil was loose, uneven,
[2:37:04] Speaker 1: in a way that suggested it had been recently disturbed.
[2:37:09] Speaker 1: No weeds, no scattered trash, nothing settled into it. I
[2:37:15] Speaker 1: nudged Read with my elbow and nodded toward it. You
[2:37:19] Speaker 1: noticed that he squinted at the dirt, brow furring like
[2:37:26] Speaker 1: I don't know, like something that was put there or
[2:37:29] Speaker 1: taken out. A quiet rustling made me glance up. An
[2:37:36] Speaker 1: older woman stood a few feet away, just watching us. Well,
[2:37:41] Speaker 1: I thought she was watching us, but it turns out
[2:37:45] Speaker 1: she was looking at Reed. She didn't say anything then,
[2:37:51] Speaker 1: as if deciding we weren't worth the effort, she turned
[2:37:55] Speaker 1: and walked away. Neither of us spoke for a long time,
[2:38:03] Speaker 1: but I knew Reed felt it too. Her behavior was
[2:38:07] Speaker 1: the clear sign of an unspoken warning. I woke to
[2:38:14] Speaker 1: the sound of movement. The camp was in full motion.
[2:38:19] Speaker 1: Shapes emerged from tents, figures stepping into the cold, heads bowed.
[2:38:24] Speaker 1: They moved with purpose, but without urgency. Reed stirred beside me,
[2:38:30] Speaker 1: sitting up and rubbing his face. His breath was visible
[2:38:34] Speaker 1: in the cold air. The hearl is this, he muttered.
[2:38:41] Speaker 1: I didn't have an answer. People were gathered around the
[2:38:45] Speaker 1: fire pit in the center of camp, the same spot
[2:38:48] Speaker 1: we'd been staring at earlier. The flames flickered weakly, barely alive,
[2:38:55] Speaker 1: but no one made a move to stoke them. They
[2:38:58] Speaker 1: simply knelt his angle toward the smoldering embers, hands resting
[2:39:03] Speaker 1: in their laps. Read gave me a look. What do
[2:39:09] Speaker 1: we do, he whispered. But if we left now, they'd
[2:39:15] Speaker 1: notice we were the only ones still sitting near the tents.
[2:39:20] Speaker 1: If this was some kind of tradition, we should at
[2:39:23] Speaker 1: least try to fit in. I don't know, man, I
[2:39:27] Speaker 1: whispered back, but I'm not about to be the only
[2:39:30] Speaker 1: one sitting this out. Reid exhaled through his nose, clearly frustrated,
[2:39:38] Speaker 1: but after a moment he followed my lead. We shoveled
[2:39:43] Speaker 1: closer and knelt with the rest of them, lowering our heads,
[2:39:48] Speaker 1: doing our best to blend in. Then the muttering started.
[2:39:57] Speaker 1: At first I thought it was the wind, a low
[2:40:01] Speaker 1: vibration rolling through the air, but as it grew I
[2:40:07] Speaker 1: realized it wasn't coming from above. It was coming from
[2:40:12] Speaker 1: the people. A low rhythmic humming pulsed from their throats,
[2:40:18] Speaker 1: just a single deep note, stretched out for long, breathless
[2:40:22] Speaker 1: moments before shifting into another. I didn't understand it, but
[2:40:29] Speaker 1: I could feel it. The sound buzzed in my chest,
[2:40:34] Speaker 1: unsettling in a way I couldn't explain. Read and I
[2:40:39] Speaker 1: exchanged glances. Neither of us spoke, but I could see
[2:40:44] Speaker 1: the question in his eyes. I did the only thing
[2:40:49] Speaker 1: that made sense to me at the time. I opened
[2:40:53] Speaker 1: my mouth and mimicked the sound. The fire pit shuddered.
[2:41:00] Speaker 1: I thought it was my eyes plain tricks on me,
[2:41:03] Speaker 1: the glow of the dying embers warping the ground. But
[2:41:08] Speaker 1: then the dirt moved. It sank. A deep, wet grown
[2:41:16] Speaker 1: rolled from beneath the soil, like the earth itself was exhaling.
[2:41:21] Speaker 1: The pit caved inward, not suddenly, but slowly, collapsing in
[2:41:27] Speaker 1: on itself, like something deep below was pulling it down.
[2:41:32] Speaker 1: Read stiffened beside me, his breath going shallow. I didn't
[2:41:38] Speaker 1: dare move. Then something broke. The surface bloated, wet and shuddering,
[2:41:50] Speaker 1: the thing pushed itself free from the sinking dirt. Its
[2:41:54] Speaker 1: surface was slick and glistening with patches of dark, wiry
[2:41:58] Speaker 1: hair or fur clung to it in irregular clusters, sprouting
[2:42:03] Speaker 1: like weeds from raw, ruptured skin. Beneath it, veins bulged
[2:42:09] Speaker 1: and throbbed, pulsing in a low, sick way. As it
[2:42:15] Speaker 1: expanded and pulsed, the smell radiating from it made its
[2:42:19] Speaker 1: way to us. It was overwhelming, a putrid wave that
[2:42:24] Speaker 1: clawed its way up my throat. A gagged reed's body
[2:42:30] Speaker 1: jergged beside me. He covered his mouth, his eyes wide
[2:42:34] Speaker 1: and horrified. The thing quivered, then split, like meat being
[2:42:40] Speaker 1: pulled apart by invisible hands, and inside something moved. The
[2:42:49] Speaker 1: shape within was rising, twisting against the tight, fleshy walls,
[2:42:54] Speaker 1: trying to push free. A slick tensil slithered out, glis
[2:43:00] Speaker 1: in the firelight, dripping with some thick amber colored fluid,
[2:43:06] Speaker 1: then another, then another. My breath caught in my throat,
[2:43:13] Speaker 1: My body locked up, every muscle screaming at me to move,
[2:43:17] Speaker 1: to run, to tear my way out of this nightmare.
[2:43:22] Speaker 1: The thing in the pit continued to unfold itself, slick
[2:43:26] Speaker 1: tendrils sliding out, curling in the air like they were
[2:43:30] Speaker 1: testing it. The stench was unbearable, heavy and rotten. My
[2:43:37] Speaker 1: vision blurred as nausea hit, bile rising in my throat.
[2:43:43] Speaker 1: I stumbled back, hands digging into the dirt. My legs
[2:43:47] Speaker 1: felt like lead, but I pushed myself up, heart hammering.
[2:43:53] Speaker 1: A hand climbed around my fist. I turned and there
[2:43:59] Speaker 1: she was, the old woman, the one who had been
[2:44:04] Speaker 1: watching read earlier. Her eyes were cloudy, but there was
[2:44:09] Speaker 1: no blindness in them. Stay, she murmured, her fingers tightened
[2:44:16] Speaker 1: round my wrist. It only takes one. A shiver shot
[2:44:23] Speaker 1: through me, my stomach twisting into knots. Everyone was looking
[2:44:31] Speaker 1: at Reed. I lost my breath. I turned my head
[2:44:37] Speaker 1: just enough to see him, still kneeling. He saw it too,
[2:44:42] Speaker 1: all those eyes locked onto him. His lips parted slightly. Wait,
[2:44:50] Speaker 1: confusion flickered across his face, then fear. Reid scrambled back
[2:44:58] Speaker 1: on his hands. His eyes dared between the people kneeling
[2:45:01] Speaker 1: around their pit, their faces unreadable, not participating. The thing
[2:45:07] Speaker 1: in the ground pulsed again, its mass shifting and stretching. Wait, Wait,
[2:45:14] Speaker 1: what the hell is this? I just got here, read, stammered,
[2:45:19] Speaker 1: voice cracking under the weight of sheer panic. His hands
[2:45:23] Speaker 1: were raised, shaking as if to show them he wasn't
[2:45:27] Speaker 1: a threat, as if that mattered. His gaze locked onto mine,
[2:45:33] Speaker 1: desperation in his wide, bloodshot eyes, silently begging me to
[2:45:37] Speaker 1: do something, say something, stop this. I couldn't. The moment
[2:45:47] Speaker 1: stretched silent except for the soft, wet noises coming from
[2:45:51] Speaker 1: the pit. Then, with terrifying speed, the tendrils lashed forward.
[2:46:00] Speaker 1: Two large, burly men stood up and made their presence known.
[2:46:05] Speaker 1: Reid tried running, but they caught him. I watched as
[2:46:10] Speaker 1: they dragged him toward the creature and pinned him down
[2:46:14] Speaker 1: right next to it. The tendril punged through his shoulder,
[2:46:19] Speaker 1: sinking deep with a sound that was both a rip
[2:46:21] Speaker 1: and a squelch, like wet fabric being torn apart. Reed screamed,
[2:46:28] Speaker 1: body jerking violently as the muscle around the wound convulsed,
[2:46:32] Speaker 1: trying to force the thing out, but he was already
[2:46:35] Speaker 1: borrowing deeper. His legs kicked against the dirt, twisting his
[2:46:42] Speaker 1: free hand clawing at the tendril embedded in him, trying
[2:46:45] Speaker 1: to pry it loose. The second one wrapped around his
[2:46:51] Speaker 1: throat the moment it tightened, his scream cut off, replaced
[2:46:58] Speaker 1: by a grotesque, bubbling whease. His hands clawed at the slick,
[2:47:03] Speaker 1: pulsing coil, strangling him, his nails dragging across its surface,
[2:47:08] Speaker 1: but finding no grip, nothing to hold onto. The thing
[2:47:13] Speaker 1: lifted him slightly off the ground, his feet scraping against
[2:47:17] Speaker 1: the dirt, his body shuddering like his brain was firing
[2:47:21] Speaker 1: off every last desperate command to escape, but the tendrils
[2:47:27] Speaker 1: just kept pulling. He dragged him forward into itself, his
[2:47:33] Speaker 1: clothes stuck to its wet, pulsing mass the second he
[2:47:37] Speaker 1: made contact, as if something beneath the surface had latched
[2:47:41] Speaker 1: onto him. He tried to kick off, tried to push away,
[2:47:46] Speaker 1: but the creature's flesh was sticky, sucking him in, pressing
[2:47:50] Speaker 1: against him with a crushing force that made his ribs
[2:47:53] Speaker 1: groan under the pressure. His lips peeled back, baring his
[2:47:58] Speaker 1: teeth in an agonized grins as he felt it starting
[2:48:02] Speaker 1: to take him. He was being absorbed. His skin started
[2:48:10] Speaker 1: to pull, to stretch, to sink into the folds of
[2:48:14] Speaker 1: the thing's body. It didn't eat him, didn't consume him
[2:48:18] Speaker 1: the way an animal would devour prey. Instead, the flesh
[2:48:23] Speaker 1: of the thing in the fire pit parted and pulled
[2:48:26] Speaker 1: around him, pressing in on all sides, smothering him in
[2:48:30] Speaker 1: a thick, pulsing mass. His body began to fold, not
[2:48:36] Speaker 1: in the way a person collapses, but like those animations
[2:48:40] Speaker 1: people made of what it would look like being pulled
[2:48:42] Speaker 1: into a black hole, his back arching unnaturally, his ribs
[2:48:48] Speaker 1: cracking apart, his joints popping one after the other as
[2:48:52] Speaker 1: his limbs twisted at horrific angles. His eyes were still moving,
[2:48:59] Speaker 1: his mouth was open. His body was breaking apart, but
[2:49:05] Speaker 1: he was still there. The smell changed, The acred stench
[2:49:11] Speaker 1: of rock grew thicker, but there was something else underneath it,
[2:49:16] Speaker 1: now something worse. It was the unmistakable, cut, wrenching stench
[2:49:23] Speaker 1: of meat cooking from the inside out. Something inside the
[2:49:27] Speaker 1: thing was heating him, boiling him alive beneath its bloated surface.
[2:49:34] Speaker 1: Reid started making a noise, a bubbling sound, thick and wet,
[2:49:39] Speaker 1: rising from deep inside his chest, like his lungs were
[2:49:43] Speaker 1: filling with liquid. His head jerked forward as if he
[2:49:47] Speaker 1: was trying to cough, but instead of air, a thick
[2:49:51] Speaker 1: stream of ambered colored fluid dribbled past his lips. His
[2:49:56] Speaker 1: lips moved, but no words came out, just more of
[2:50:01] Speaker 1: that wet bubbling sound, and then with a final sickening crack,
[2:50:08] Speaker 1: his head tilted all the way back. His face disappeared
[2:50:13] Speaker 1: beneath the thing's pulsing flesh, and red was gone. The
[2:50:23] Speaker 1: thing retreated back into the ground, and people started making
[2:50:27] Speaker 1: their way back to their tents. The woman from earlier
[2:50:31] Speaker 1: approached me. This time she showed proper emotion. She apologized,
[2:50:39] Speaker 1: but said that now I had no choice and I
[2:50:43] Speaker 1: could never leave again, but the camp would take care
[2:50:50] Speaker 1: of me. The next morning, the camp was unchanged. The
[2:51:03] Speaker 1: sun rose over the overpass, washing everything in dull gray light.
[2:51:08] Speaker 1: People moved about their routines, stretching stiff limbs, adjusting their tents,
[2:51:14] Speaker 1: heating scraps of food over makeshift stoves. A few murmured quietly,
[2:51:20] Speaker 1: but their voices were flat, absent of emotion. No one
[2:51:26] Speaker 1: spoke of Reed. His tent was gone, his belongings were missing.
[2:51:33] Speaker 1: His spot by the fire pit where we had talked
[2:51:36] Speaker 1: was just bare ground. There was no sign he had
[2:51:39] Speaker 1: ever existed. The fire bit itself sat cold and undisturbed.
[2:51:46] Speaker 1: The ashes from the night before were still there, untouched.
[2:51:50] Speaker 1: The earth with a monster had surfaced where Reed had
[2:51:53] Speaker 1: been pulled in, crushed folded into something unrecognizable, now smooth,
[2:52:01] Speaker 1: packed tight. I sat by my tent, staring at it.
[2:52:08] Speaker 1: I barely slept, maybe an hour, maybe less. Every time
[2:52:13] Speaker 1: I closed my eyes, I saw it. Read's body twisting,
[2:52:18] Speaker 1: his mouth open, bubbling sounds rising from deep inside his chest,
[2:52:23] Speaker 1: The way his bones had cracked, how his body had
[2:52:26] Speaker 1: been swallowed whole. I pressed my knuckles to my mouth,
[2:52:31] Speaker 1: swallowing back nausea. The stench of burnt flesh and wet
[2:52:36] Speaker 1: decay still clung to my senses. I could smell it,
[2:52:40] Speaker 1: taste it, like it had embedded itself inside me. That night,
[2:52:48] Speaker 1: I lay awake, staring at the fire pit. Memories looked
[2:52:53] Speaker 1: over and over in my mind. Reid's face, his voice,
[2:52:58] Speaker 1: his screams. My hands clenched, nails dug into my palms.
[2:53:04] Speaker 1: I needed to do something, but if I tried now,
[2:53:09] Speaker 1: they'd stop me. I stayed, not because I believed in it,
[2:53:17] Speaker 1: but I needed to stay long enough to figure out
[2:53:20] Speaker 1: how to escape this place, long enough to understand what
[2:53:24] Speaker 1: I was up against, to learn their patterns, to see
[2:53:27] Speaker 1: if they were vulnerable. So I watched, I listened. I
[2:53:34] Speaker 1: learned their rituals, their quiet way of moving, their unspoken rules.
[2:53:39] Speaker 1: When they knelt at the fire pit, I knelt too.
[2:53:43] Speaker 1: When they hummed their strange rhythmic tones, I mimicked them,
[2:53:47] Speaker 1: forcing my voice into the same lifeless melody. At first,
[2:53:53] Speaker 1: my presence was tolerated, a stray dog, lingering where it
[2:53:57] Speaker 1: didn't belong. The longer I stayed, the more they accepted me,
[2:54:04] Speaker 1: and soon I found myself inside the inner circle. They
[2:54:11] Speaker 1: gave me tasks. Starting small, I was assigned to collect
[2:54:15] Speaker 1: supplies ration, out water ment the fragile structure of the camp.
[2:54:21] Speaker 1: They watched how I followed orders without question. I never
[2:54:25] Speaker 1: hesitated when something was asked of me. I let them
[2:54:29] Speaker 1: believe I was sinking into it, that I was dissolving
[2:54:32] Speaker 1: into the same mindless devotion they all carried. So to them,
[2:54:40] Speaker 1: I was no longer a risk. The older ones began
[2:54:45] Speaker 1: to notice. I caught them watching, murmuring in approval when
[2:54:50] Speaker 1: I followed orders without question. A few of them even
[2:54:54] Speaker 1: started speaking to me, Not much, but enough. I started
[2:55:01] Speaker 1: speaking with the elders, the ones who had been here
[2:55:04] Speaker 1: the longest. They spoke of time as though it had
[2:55:07] Speaker 1: no meaning, as if this place had always been here.
[2:55:12] Speaker 1: One of them told me that the city above was young,
[2:55:16] Speaker 1: that the steel and concrete were just a thin layer
[2:55:18] Speaker 1: of something much older. The land beneath had existed long
[2:55:23] Speaker 1: before men had carved roads into it, long before they
[2:55:26] Speaker 1: built towers of glass and metal and pretended they were
[2:55:30] Speaker 1: in control. The thing beneath the dirt was older than
[2:55:35] Speaker 1: all of it. They didn't call it a guard. They
[2:55:40] Speaker 1: didn't even have a name for it. The part we
[2:55:43] Speaker 1: saw in the pit was only a fragment, a piece
[2:55:46] Speaker 1: of something buried deep, something stretched out beneath the land.
[2:55:51] Speaker 1: Its body sprawled like a great root system. What we
[2:55:55] Speaker 1: fed it was enough to keep it satisfied here, But
[2:55:59] Speaker 1: there were other places like this across the world, doing
[2:56:02] Speaker 1: the same things we did. I was given roles in
[2:56:08] Speaker 1: the ceremonies, first as an observer, standing at the edge
[2:56:13] Speaker 1: of the fire pit as they conducted their nightly rituals.
[2:56:17] Speaker 1: Then I was made an assistant. I played my role well.
[2:56:23] Speaker 1: I helped choose the sacrifices, walking the camp in the
[2:56:26] Speaker 1: days before a ritual, feeling the weight of their silent
[2:56:30] Speaker 1: gazes as I picked the ones who would not wake
[2:56:33] Speaker 1: up in their beds the next morning. Sometimes they knew.
[2:56:38] Speaker 1: Sometimes I could see it in the way they carried themselves,
[2:56:41] Speaker 1: the way their hands trembled when they reached for their food,
[2:56:45] Speaker 1: the way their shoulders hunched inward like they were trying
[2:56:48] Speaker 1: to disappear. It didn't matter, no one ran. They all
[2:56:55] Speaker 1: went to the pit the same way. I try my
[2:57:00] Speaker 1: best not to be the one that would drag the
[2:57:02] Speaker 1: victims out to the pit, but sometimes that duty was
[2:57:07] Speaker 1: handed to me. I gathered what I needed in pieces,
[2:57:14] Speaker 1: spread out over months. A sturdy can, old and thick,
[2:57:19] Speaker 1: something that would shatter, and sharp pieces scraps of metal,
[2:57:24] Speaker 1: jagged and sharp meant to tear through flesh, scavenged chemicals,
[2:57:30] Speaker 1: and makeshift grenade. Crude but functional. It wasn't perfect, but
[2:57:36] Speaker 1: it would do the job. That night, a woman had
[2:57:43] Speaker 1: been chosen. I'd seen it in her before they even
[2:57:47] Speaker 1: told me. The small shift in her breathing, the way
[2:57:51] Speaker 1: her hands barely touched her food, the vacant focus in
[2:57:55] Speaker 1: her eyes. She knew she was lucky. That way she
[2:58:02] Speaker 1: reminded me of Reed, not in the way she looked.
[2:58:06] Speaker 1: Red had been hard edged, years of suffering chiseled into
[2:58:09] Speaker 1: his face, while she was younger, softer, like she had
[2:58:14] Speaker 1: once belonged somewhere else. But it was in her eyes,
[2:58:18] Speaker 1: the way she stared through me, past me. She didn't fight.
[2:58:25] Speaker 1: No one ever fought. When I volunteered to be the
[2:58:28] Speaker 1: one to take her to the pit, no one questioned it.
[2:58:33] Speaker 1: I'd been here too long for them to doubt me.
[2:58:35] Speaker 1: Now I had done my part, played my role, led
[2:58:40] Speaker 1: enough people into the pit without hesitation. I stood beside
[2:58:44] Speaker 1: them in the dark, humming their song, feeding the thing
[2:58:48] Speaker 1: beneath us. They trusted me completely. She breathed, shallow and
[2:58:58] Speaker 1: steady as they took her arm in my hand. The
[2:59:02] Speaker 1: skin was warm, pulse light, and steady beneath my fingers.
[2:59:07] Speaker 1: She didn't pull away. She walked where I led her,
[2:59:10] Speaker 1: quiet and obedient, just like the others before her. The
[2:59:16] Speaker 1: camp gathered around us. We walked through them, through the
[2:59:19] Speaker 1: ones i'd knelt beside, the ones who had stood with
[2:59:23] Speaker 1: me as the fire burned low, the ones who had
[2:59:26] Speaker 1: whispered the old stories into my ears. My breath felt
[2:59:31] Speaker 1: thick in my chest. The weight of the grenade in
[2:59:33] Speaker 1: my pocket was heavy, burning against my skin. My heartbeat
[2:59:38] Speaker 1: thudded in my skull. This was it. There was no
[2:59:44] Speaker 1: backing out now. My fingers wrapped around the fuse up
[2:59:50] Speaker 1: close The thing in the pit was worse than I'd
[2:59:52] Speaker 1: ever let myself see. There were mouths, or things that
[2:59:57] Speaker 1: almost resembled them, gaping slashed open gorges, lined with pulsing
[3:00:02] Speaker 1: ridges of flesh, but no teeth, just folds of wet,
[3:00:07] Speaker 1: sucking muscle layed over one another, like the gills of
[3:00:11] Speaker 1: rotting fish. They twitched, flaring open, and its eyes, if
[3:00:18] Speaker 1: they were eyes, were scattered unevenly across its surface, shifting
[3:00:23] Speaker 1: slightly as they swayed, never focusing, but always aware. With
[3:00:29] Speaker 1: one violent shove, I threw the woman aside. Gasps rippled
[3:00:36] Speaker 1: through the crowd, a sharpened hail that cut through the
[3:00:39] Speaker 1: heavy quiet of the night. She hit the ground hard,
[3:00:43] Speaker 1: rolling to a side. Her face twisted in confusion, But
[3:00:48] Speaker 1: I was already reaching into my pocket, yanking out the grenade,
[3:00:53] Speaker 1: my fingers tightening around my lighter. The pit reacted instantly.
[3:00:58] Speaker 1: The ground pulled apart like splitting skin. A thick, wet
[3:01:03] Speaker 1: noise rolled from the darkness beneath as the creature reared up,
[3:01:07] Speaker 1: sensing something was wrong. The thing in the pit wasn't mindless.
[3:01:13] Speaker 1: The tendrils lasted forward, fast as striking vipers. I lit
[3:01:18] Speaker 1: the fuse. My breath, ragged sweat rolling down my back.
[3:01:24] Speaker 1: I was too slow. I knew it in the same
[3:01:28] Speaker 1: moment I saw them come in for me. There was
[3:01:32] Speaker 1: only one way to make sure this worked. I lunged
[3:01:37] Speaker 1: forward and thrust my arm, my entire arm, into the
[3:01:41] Speaker 1: largest of its gaping mouths. Grenades still clenched my fist.
[3:01:47] Speaker 1: The second I made contact, it latched on to me.
[3:01:50] Speaker 1: The flesh around the mouth sucked inward as suffocating, muscle
[3:01:54] Speaker 1: bound vice wrapping around my arm, locking it in place.
[3:02:00] Speaker 1: It burned, not like fire, but like something alive was
[3:02:05] Speaker 1: crawling into my skin, burrowing, spreading. I felt it move
[3:02:10] Speaker 1: inside me. Veins surged outward from where it held me,
[3:02:15] Speaker 1: black tendrils creeping beneath my skin, forcing the way up
[3:02:19] Speaker 1: my forearm, boring into the spaces between muscle and bone.
[3:02:24] Speaker 1: I screamed as it pulled harder, yanking me toward its body,
[3:02:29] Speaker 1: trying to make me whole. My fingers locked around the grenade.
[3:02:35] Speaker 1: My bones started to bend, joints popped, My elbow snapped backward.
[3:02:41] Speaker 1: My wrist buckled under the impossible pressure. The pain was
[3:02:46] Speaker 1: all consuming, a raw, electric agony that tore through every nerve.
[3:02:52] Speaker 1: I lost the part of my vision. My body convulsed,
[3:02:56] Speaker 1: my legs nearly gave out. Beneath me. It was trying
[3:02:59] Speaker 1: to crushed me into something small enough to fit inside.
[3:03:05] Speaker 1: Then the grenade exploded. A shockwave ripped through my body,
[3:03:12] Speaker 1: sending blinding heat up my arm or what was left
[3:03:16] Speaker 1: of it, tearing through flesh and muscle, shattering bone. In
[3:03:20] Speaker 1: an instant, the force tore me away, sent me hurtling backward,
[3:03:25] Speaker 1: crashing into the dirt, my body skidding across the ground.
[3:03:31] Speaker 1: The creature shrieked, not in sound, not in anything I
[3:03:35] Speaker 1: could hear with my ears, but inside my skull, a
[3:03:40] Speaker 1: raw wail that shattered my thoughts, a wordless, agonized scream
[3:03:46] Speaker 1: that was neither human, nor animal, nor anything that should
[3:03:49] Speaker 1: have existed in this world. I couldn't breathe, but I
[3:03:54] Speaker 1: felt it dying. The pit convulsed, buckling inward, flesh rupturing,
[3:04:00] Speaker 1: splitting open, sprang thick black fluid in every direction. The
[3:04:06] Speaker 1: mouths gaped wide, sucking, had the air trying to cling
[3:04:10] Speaker 1: to life, trying to pull something, anything, into itself, to
[3:04:14] Speaker 1: stop what was happening. It was collapsing. The earth cracked
[3:04:21] Speaker 1: beneath it, the pit caving in, the body, deteriorating, turning
[3:04:26] Speaker 1: to something wet and broken and undone. I tried to move,
[3:04:32] Speaker 1: but I couldn't. Everything went black. The world came back
[3:04:40] Speaker 1: in pieces, A steady rhythmic beep, the distant murmur of voices,
[3:04:47] Speaker 1: white light pressing against the backs of my eyelids, the
[3:04:51] Speaker 1: sterile weight of blankets tucked around my body, pinning me down,
[3:04:56] Speaker 1: holding me in place, the unmistakable smell of fantiseptic. I
[3:05:03] Speaker 1: was alive. I tried to move, but my body refused.
[3:05:09] Speaker 1: My limbs felt heavy, A deep, dull ache pulsed through
[3:05:13] Speaker 1: my side, my chest, my skull radiating outward. My throat
[3:05:19] Speaker 1: was raw, my ribs tight like they had been wrapped
[3:05:22] Speaker 1: in iron. I turned my head, and that's when I
[3:05:27] Speaker 1: felt it, or rather didn't. My right arm was gone.
[3:05:37] Speaker 1: I couldn't see it, couldn't feel it, but the pain
[3:05:40] Speaker 1: was still there, A deep, phantom weight, like something was
[3:05:45] Speaker 1: still holding onto it, still digging into my bones, still
[3:05:49] Speaker 1: trying to pull me back down. The sensation crawled at
[3:05:54] Speaker 1: my shoulder, a hollow, twisting emptiness, nerves firing into nothing,
[3:06:00] Speaker 1: reaching for a limb that no longer existed. My left
[3:06:05] Speaker 1: eye wasn't there either. I lifted my remaining hand, fingers trembling,
[3:06:11] Speaker 1: and felt the rough edges of a thick bandage covering
[3:06:15] Speaker 1: half my face underneath. My skin pulsed, tender, stitched, swollen.
[3:06:24] Speaker 1: The socket was empty. The room was silent, except for
[3:06:30] Speaker 1: the beeping of machines, the sound of fabric rustling. As
[3:06:34] Speaker 1: I tried to shift my weight. I could hear footsteps
[3:06:38] Speaker 1: outside the door, voices too low to make out. Somewhere
[3:06:43] Speaker 1: in the distance, someone laughed, normal life, the world continuing.
[3:06:52] Speaker 1: I should have felt relieved, I should have felt something. Instead,
[3:06:58] Speaker 1: I just felt tired. I let my head sink back
[3:07:03] Speaker 1: into the pillow. Nurses passed by the door, their voices
[3:07:08] Speaker 1: drifting through the half open gap. I forced myself to listen,
[3:07:13] Speaker 1: let the words seep in. They said it was an accident,
[3:07:18] Speaker 1: a fire, some kind of explosion out by the overpass. Yeah.
[3:07:24] Speaker 1: No one found anybodies, no traces of anyone living there,
[3:07:28] Speaker 1: just a a pause, just the whole. My fingers curled
[3:07:37] Speaker 1: into the sheets. The tense city was gone, The people,
[3:07:43] Speaker 1: the elders, the silent, faithful, vanished without a trace. Her
[3:07:49] Speaker 1: slow exhale left my lungs long and steady. I let
[3:07:54] Speaker 1: my eye drift shut, exhaustion pressing me deeper into the mattress,
[3:08:00] Speaker 1: pulling me under. For now it was over in our
[3:08:05] Speaker 1: part of the world. But if it wasn't someone else,
[3:08:13] Speaker 1: we'll have to stop it. I moved to New Maple
[3:08:26] Speaker 1: in early spring, right as the snowbanks along the curbs
[3:08:30] Speaker 1: turned a slush and the neighborhood kids started trading sleds
[3:08:34] Speaker 1: for bikes. The place was filled with people who waved
[3:08:38] Speaker 1: from their porches and jogged with dogs that didn't need leashes. Quiet,
[3:08:43] Speaker 1: unbothered and polite, I told myself I was ready for quiet.
[3:08:52] Speaker 1: I'd taken a job teaching art at the local high school,
[3:08:55] Speaker 1: and the rental, an aging two bedroom with creaky stairs
[3:08:59] Speaker 1: and yellow siding, was the best I could afford without roommates.
[3:09:05] Speaker 1: I told people I'd moved to focus on my work
[3:09:08] Speaker 1: to get out of the city. That part was true.
[3:09:13] Speaker 1: The part I didn't talk about was the slow disintegration
[3:09:17] Speaker 1: of a relationship I'd spent too many years in, and
[3:09:21] Speaker 1: how silence had started to feel safer than conversation. The
[3:09:27] Speaker 1: Avery's lived two doors down. I noticed them on my
[3:09:31] Speaker 1: first walk around the neighborhood. The house had blue shutters
[3:09:36] Speaker 1: and a deep green lawn already trimmed to perfection. Two
[3:09:40] Speaker 1: lips lined the path to their front porch in a
[3:09:43] Speaker 1: single even row. I saw missus Avery trimming them with
[3:09:48] Speaker 1: garden chairs one morning, her white sun hat covering most
[3:09:52] Speaker 1: of her face. She didn't look up when I passed,
[3:09:56] Speaker 1: only nodded. It took a week before she spoke to me.
[3:10:02] Speaker 1: You're the one who moved into two on four, aren't you?
[3:10:06] Speaker 1: She asked? As I carried in groceries the old Duncan house.
[3:10:13] Speaker 1: She stood on the sidewalk with her hands clasped in
[3:10:15] Speaker 1: front of her, her voice soft but precise. Her smile
[3:10:20] Speaker 1: stayed on her face the whole time we talked. She
[3:10:24] Speaker 1: introduced herself as Marian, and when I gave her my name,
[3:10:28] Speaker 1: she repeated it twice. Then she invited me over for lemonade.
[3:10:36] Speaker 1: I said yes because it felt easier than saying no.
[3:10:42] Speaker 1: The inside of the home smiled faintly of lemons and
[3:10:44] Speaker 1: wood polish. It was spotless. The cleanliness in there felt permanent.
[3:10:51] Speaker 1: Every surface had been dusted, every frame perfectly aligned. I
[3:10:57] Speaker 1: noticed photographs, small ones lining the mantle, larger ones on
[3:11:02] Speaker 1: the wall near the stairs. A girl with brown hair
[3:11:06] Speaker 1: and a bright, wide smile. That's our daughter, Emily, Marian said.
[3:11:13] Speaker 1: When she caught me looking. She disappeared last year. She
[3:11:21] Speaker 1: placed the glass of lemonade in my hand and asked
[3:11:23] Speaker 1: if I wanted a cookie. Mister Avery, whose name, looking back,
[3:11:29] Speaker 1: I realized I never learned, joined us a few minutes later.
[3:11:34] Speaker 1: He was taller than his wife, thin, with a neatly
[3:11:37] Speaker 1: pressed collared shirt and an easy practiced way of folding
[3:11:41] Speaker 1: into conversation. They were charming in the way that old
[3:11:46] Speaker 1: couples are. I stayed for over an hour. When I left,
[3:11:51] Speaker 1: Marian pressed the tupperware container of cookies into my hands
[3:11:55] Speaker 1: and told me to stop by any time. I didn't
[3:12:01] Speaker 1: plan on going back, but the next week she appeared
[3:12:05] Speaker 1: on my porch with a pie. Then came the dinner invitation,
[3:12:09] Speaker 1: then another. Over the next month, the visits turned into tradition.
[3:12:16] Speaker 1: They always served too much food and insisted I'd take
[3:12:20] Speaker 1: home the leftovers. We played cards or watched an odd
[3:12:24] Speaker 1: movie on DVD. Sometimes I'd find myself helping mister Avery
[3:12:29] Speaker 1: move something into the garage or fix a loose shutter.
[3:12:33] Speaker 1: I didn't mind it. Felt good to be wanted somewhere.
[3:12:38] Speaker 1: They had a way of making me feel needed without
[3:12:41] Speaker 1: ever saying it outright. Then the small comments began. You
[3:12:47] Speaker 1: have a laugh, Marian said one night as we finished
[3:12:51] Speaker 1: washing dishes. Emily's laugh used to carry through the whole house.
[3:12:58] Speaker 1: Another time, mister Avery handed me a book from their shelf.
[3:13:03] Speaker 1: She loved this one used to read it out loud
[3:13:06] Speaker 1: on the porch. I smiled, said thank you, and took
[3:13:11] Speaker 1: the book home. I told myself it was harmless. A
[3:13:16] Speaker 1: grieving family seeing pieces of their daughter and a young
[3:13:19] Speaker 1: woman nearby. It was a compliment, that's all. Then after
[3:13:26] Speaker 1: dinner one night, Marian handed me a folded sweater. I
[3:13:31] Speaker 1: found this while going through the linen closet. She said.
[3:13:35] Speaker 1: It used to be Emily's. I think it would look
[3:13:38] Speaker 1: just perfect on you. It was soft, cream colored with
[3:13:43] Speaker 1: slightly stretched sleeves. The scent of lavender clung to it.
[3:13:48] Speaker 1: I hesitated for half a second, but she was already
[3:13:52] Speaker 1: draping it over my arm. Her hands stayed there, resting
[3:13:56] Speaker 1: lightly on my wrist. You don't have to wear it now,
[3:14:00] Speaker 1: just keep it. It'd make me happy. I nodded and
[3:14:08] Speaker 1: thanked her. Told myself. I'd return it later. I never
[3:14:13] Speaker 1: wore it, just folded it into the back of my closet,
[3:14:17] Speaker 1: where it sat behind a box of winter scarves. By then,
[3:14:23] Speaker 1: I had already stopped telling people how often I was
[3:14:26] Speaker 1: seeing the averies. I'm not sure why. Maybe I was
[3:14:30] Speaker 1: afraid of how it would sound, or maybe part of
[3:14:33] Speaker 1: me already knew something wasn't quite right. I just didn't
[3:14:39] Speaker 1: know how far it would go. It was a Sunday
[3:14:44] Speaker 1: evening when they asked. Dinner had been roast chicken, peas,
[3:14:48] Speaker 1: and soft bread rolls that Marin brushed with melted butter.
[3:14:53] Speaker 1: I'd brought over a cheap bottle of red wine and
[3:14:56] Speaker 1: we drank it in mismatched glasses while the sun dipped
[3:14:59] Speaker 1: behind the trees outside their living room window. They weren't
[3:15:03] Speaker 1: watching anything on TV. Marian had turned on an old
[3:15:07] Speaker 1: stereo that played instrumental jazz at a volume just low
[3:15:12] Speaker 1: enough to barely notice. She waited until I had finished eating,
[3:15:18] Speaker 1: then reached for my hand. Her fingers were cool and dry,
[3:15:23] Speaker 1: but steady. Across the table, Mister Avery cleared his throat.
[3:15:31] Speaker 1: We wanted to ask you for a favor, she said.
[3:15:36] Speaker 1: I looked between them, unsure of what they meant. Tomorrow,
[3:15:41] Speaker 1: it is Emily's birthday, she continued, She would have turned seventeen.
[3:15:49] Speaker 1: Mister Avery nodded, his hands folded in front of him.
[3:15:54] Speaker 1: We started a tradition just last year, just a quiet
[3:15:58] Speaker 1: evening timbrance ritual. I suppose you could call it. Marian
[3:16:04] Speaker 1: gave a small smile, then, the kind that didn't reach
[3:16:08] Speaker 1: the eyes. We thought, if you were willing, maybe you'd
[3:16:13] Speaker 1: help us with it this year. I didn't answer at first.
[3:16:19] Speaker 1: She kept holding my hand. It wouldn't be much. Just
[3:16:24] Speaker 1: sit in a place at the table, read a passage
[3:16:27] Speaker 1: from a journal, Maybe wear one of her favorite dresses,
[3:16:31] Speaker 1: That's all. Mister Avery reached the cross and rested a
[3:16:36] Speaker 1: hand on his wife's shoulder. She began to cry, not loudly,
[3:16:41] Speaker 1: which made it even sadder. It would mean so much
[3:16:46] Speaker 1: to us, he said, People do strange things when they grieve.
[3:16:54] Speaker 1: I said yes. The next day they dressed me in
[3:17:00] Speaker 1: a blue the fabric thin and neatly pressed. It was
[3:17:04] Speaker 1: already laid out in Emily's room when I arrived, draped
[3:17:08] Speaker 1: over a bed like it had been waiting. I changed
[3:17:12] Speaker 1: in silence. The dress fit me perfectly. Downstairs The table
[3:17:19] Speaker 1: was set for three, one plate at the head, one
[3:17:22] Speaker 1: at the left, and one at the right. A single
[3:17:26] Speaker 1: white candle burned in the center. Marian stood by my chair,
[3:17:31] Speaker 1: smoothing the shoulders of the dress as I sat down.
[3:17:36] Speaker 1: On my plate was a folded piece of paper. I
[3:17:41] Speaker 1: read the words out loud. It was a passage from
[3:17:44] Speaker 1: Emily's journal, something about a favorite season, the way the
[3:17:49] Speaker 1: air smelled before rain. I read it twice, at Marian's request.
[3:17:56] Speaker 1: After that we held hands. Mister Avery began to a slow,
[3:18:01] Speaker 1: droning melody. Marian joined in, barely above a whisper. There
[3:18:08] Speaker 1: were no words, only the sound of their voices moving
[3:18:12] Speaker 1: in and out of tune with each other. They stopped
[3:18:16] Speaker 1: humming and began eating. I followed their lead. The food
[3:18:24] Speaker 1: was thick and oddly sweet, some sort of casserole I
[3:18:28] Speaker 1: didn't recognize. The texture was soft, but not in a
[3:18:32] Speaker 1: pleasant way. My stomach tightened after a few bites, still
[3:18:38] Speaker 1: to be polite, and I cleaned the plate. Afterward, they
[3:18:44] Speaker 1: insisted I stay a little longer, just to talk. I
[3:18:49] Speaker 1: nodded along with their stories, most of which seemed pulled
[3:18:53] Speaker 1: for moments that no longer belonged to anyone. Mister Avery
[3:18:58] Speaker 1: kept referring to things we'd all done together, times I
[3:19:01] Speaker 1: knew for certain I hadn't been there. He spoke with
[3:19:06] Speaker 1: such conviction that I stopped correcting him. Marian stood and
[3:19:11] Speaker 1: clasped her hands together. You've been such a light for us,
[3:19:17] Speaker 1: she said. We've been thinking maybe you'd be easier for
[3:19:21] Speaker 1: everyone if you stayed the night. She gestured toward the stairs.
[3:19:28] Speaker 1: We already made up a room for you. I didn't respond.
[3:19:33] Speaker 1: I stood, forcing a smile and told them I had
[3:19:37] Speaker 1: an early morning. I walked toward the door. Neither of
[3:19:44] Speaker 1: them followed. They only watched Marian, still smiling, mister Avery,
[3:19:49] Speaker 1: with his head slightly tilted. I reached for the doorknob.
[3:19:56] Speaker 1: The world tilted sideways. The last thing I remember is
[3:20:03] Speaker 1: the taste of metal in my mouth and the floor
[3:20:07] Speaker 1: rushing up toward me. I woke to the sound of
[3:20:19] Speaker 1: birds song. For a moment, I thought I was home.
[3:20:24] Speaker 1: Not my new place, but the apartment i'd shared with
[3:20:27] Speaker 1: my sister before the move, the one with the crooked
[3:20:31] Speaker 1: blinds and the peeling wallpaper. In the kitchen, the morning
[3:20:35] Speaker 1: light had that same watery yellow hue stretched across the
[3:20:40] Speaker 1: floor like someone had poured it from a glass, but
[3:20:44] Speaker 1: the room smelled different. There was no scent of old
[3:20:48] Speaker 1: coffee or laundry detergent. Instead, the air was stale, perfumed
[3:20:54] Speaker 1: with something powdery and floral. I turned my head and
[3:20:58] Speaker 1: saw the wallpaper soft pink, with tiny green leaves printed
[3:21:04] Speaker 1: and even rows. The bookshelves sat beneath the window, filled
[3:21:09] Speaker 1: with worn paperbacks and dusty trophies. There were doors on
[3:21:14] Speaker 1: a wooden rocking chair in the corner, a small white desk,
[3:21:18] Speaker 1: a full length mirror with a lay shawl draped over
[3:21:21] Speaker 1: the top, and on every wall photographs and a child's drawing,
[3:21:29] Speaker 1: dozens of them, framed and arranged with obsessive precision. They
[3:21:35] Speaker 1: were all of her, Emily. Her face stared back at
[3:21:40] Speaker 1: me from every angle. School portraits, birthday parties, candid shots
[3:21:46] Speaker 1: in the yard, her eyes always locked with the camera,
[3:21:50] Speaker 1: always smiling. I sat up. The sheets tangled around my legs.
[3:21:58] Speaker 1: I was still wearing the dress, my skin itched beneath
[3:22:02] Speaker 1: a fabric. I reached for my phone out of fabit,
[3:22:07] Speaker 1: my pocket was empty. I checked the nightstand nothing no phone,
[3:22:14] Speaker 1: no charger, no keys. My coat was draped over the
[3:22:18] Speaker 1: desk chair, but the pockets had been turned inside out.
[3:22:23] Speaker 1: There was no clock in the room. The silence crawled
[3:22:27] Speaker 1: in behind the bird song and pressed down on my shoulders.
[3:22:32] Speaker 1: I opened the door. Mister Avery stood on the other side,
[3:22:38] Speaker 1: holding a tray with toast and a glass of orange juice.
[3:22:43] Speaker 1: He didn't flinch. His face was smooth, his expression unreadable.
[3:22:49] Speaker 1: Good morning, sweetheart, he said, We thought you might be hungry.
[3:22:56] Speaker 1: I stepped back into the room, heart pounding, trying to
[3:23:00] Speaker 1: keep my breath steady. He followed, placing the tray in
[3:23:04] Speaker 1: the desk beside the glass lamp. I wanted to ask
[3:23:08] Speaker 1: what happened. I wanted to ask why I had woken
[3:23:11] Speaker 1: up there, why I couldn't remember falling asleep, why I
[3:23:15] Speaker 1: was still in Emily's clothes. But when I opened my mouth,
[3:23:21] Speaker 1: nothing came out. Mister Avery folded his hands in front
[3:23:26] Speaker 1: of him and gave a small nod. Your mother thought
[3:23:30] Speaker 1: you might need a little extra rest after everything last night.
[3:23:35] Speaker 1: You always get a little overwhelmed when things get emotional.
[3:23:40] Speaker 1: He looked at the wall, at one of the pictures.
[3:23:44] Speaker 1: We understand. I forced the words out, where's my phone?
[3:23:52] Speaker 1: What are you people doing? He didn't answer at first,
[3:23:58] Speaker 1: just looked at me with that sticked, practiced gaze. You
[3:24:03] Speaker 1: know you're grounded, Emily. No phone until we talk about
[3:24:07] Speaker 1: what happened, until you're honest with us. My skin went cold.
[3:24:15] Speaker 1: He turned and walked to the door. Before stepping out,
[3:24:19] Speaker 1: he said, almost absently, we'll be downstairs when you're ready.
[3:24:25] Speaker 1: Just come sit with us when you're feeling more like yourself.
[3:24:31] Speaker 1: He closed the door softly behind him. I rushed to
[3:24:35] Speaker 1: grab it, grabbed a knob, twisted hard. It wasn't locked,
[3:24:41] Speaker 1: but I wasn't ready to leave yet, not without a
[3:24:45] Speaker 1: plane at least. I checked the window next. The latch
[3:24:50] Speaker 1: had been painted over. When I tried to slide the
[3:24:53] Speaker 1: pane open, it didn't move. I sat on the edge
[3:24:57] Speaker 1: of the bed and stared at the door for a
[3:25:00] Speaker 1: long time. There was no yelling, no threads, no locked
[3:25:05] Speaker 1: chains or screaming alarms, just that suffocating sense of stillness.
[3:25:12] Speaker 1: I could hear Marian's voice echoing through the walls. She
[3:25:16] Speaker 1: was humming a tune. She sounded happy. I was wirded
[3:25:23] Speaker 1: out and scared, and frankly, I couldn't wait to report
[3:25:27] Speaker 1: them to the police. I'd spent a lot of time
[3:25:30] Speaker 1: with the averies. So I knew what they did and
[3:25:34] Speaker 1: when they did it, and so I waited until the
[3:25:40] Speaker 1: mower started. There was an old push model, loud, uneven,
[3:25:47] Speaker 1: and it took a minute to warm up. From the window,
[3:25:51] Speaker 1: I watched mister Avery roll it across the backyard, the
[3:25:55] Speaker 1: blades chewing up patches of tall grass he had let
[3:25:58] Speaker 1: grow just long enough to look natural. His back was turned,
[3:26:04] Speaker 1: Marian wasn't in sight. I moved fast, quiet at first,
[3:26:11] Speaker 1: then reckless. I slipped out the room and crept down
[3:26:16] Speaker 1: the stairs bare foot. My shoes were gone, so I
[3:26:20] Speaker 1: wore Emily's flats from the closet. They pinched my toes,
[3:26:24] Speaker 1: but I didn't stop. The house was still. No clocks ticked,
[3:26:29] Speaker 1: no footsteps echoed, just the rising whir of the mower,
[3:26:34] Speaker 1: steady and sharp. At the front door, I reached for
[3:26:39] Speaker 1: the lock. It clicked open easily. The dead bolt hadn't
[3:26:43] Speaker 1: been set. For a second. I thought, maybe this would
[3:26:48] Speaker 1: be easy, Maybe they'd let their guard down. I opened
[3:26:53] Speaker 1: the door and stepped out into the sunlight. The grass
[3:26:58] Speaker 1: felt cold through the thin soles and my shoes. I
[3:27:02] Speaker 1: didn't look back. I moved quickly past the porch, through
[3:27:06] Speaker 1: the side yard, past the rose bushes that edged the
[3:27:09] Speaker 1: Avery striveway. I heard the mower stop, then his voice Emily.
[3:27:21] Speaker 1: I didn't answer. I broke into a run. I made
[3:27:26] Speaker 1: it half way across the lawn before he tackled me
[3:27:29] Speaker 1: from behind. My niece slammed into the ground. One shoe
[3:27:34] Speaker 1: flew off. His arms wrapped around my waist, and he
[3:27:38] Speaker 1: dragged me backward, his breath hot and uneven in my ear.
[3:27:43] Speaker 1: I screamed in hopes anyone would hear me enough. He
[3:27:47] Speaker 1: snapped enough of this, I screamed again, raw and useless.
[3:27:55] Speaker 1: He pulled me through the doorway and up the stairs.
[3:27:58] Speaker 1: My hands clawed of the walls, trying to find something
[3:28:01] Speaker 1: to grab, anything that might catch. He threw open the
[3:28:05] Speaker 1: bedroom door and shoved me inside. I hid the floor hard,
[3:28:10] Speaker 1: my shoulder cracking against the leg of the bed. You
[3:28:14] Speaker 1: don't get to run away from us, he said. He
[3:28:19] Speaker 1: stood over me, chest heaving, face flush. I could smell
[3:28:23] Speaker 1: the sweat on him, mixed with something sour. He raised
[3:28:27] Speaker 1: his hand. The slap rang in my ears for a
[3:28:32] Speaker 1: long time after he left. When he shut the door again,
[3:28:37] Speaker 1: the light seemed to change. The sun had begun to
[3:28:40] Speaker 1: set and the room filled with shadows that stretched toward
[3:28:44] Speaker 1: the corners like stains. I stood, legs shaking, and picked
[3:28:51] Speaker 1: up the night's end. It was heavier than I expected,
[3:28:55] Speaker 1: painted white, with floral knobs, one drawer still filled with
[3:29:00] Speaker 1: old birthday cards and dried out pens. I dragged it
[3:29:04] Speaker 1: to the window, raised it above my head, and slammed
[3:29:08] Speaker 1: it against the glass. The first it only left a
[3:29:13] Speaker 1: mark that was nothing but cosmetic. The second didn't even
[3:29:17] Speaker 1: do that much. By the fourth strike, my arms burned.
[3:29:23] Speaker 1: I let the night stand fall to the floor and
[3:29:26] Speaker 1: sank beside it, chest rising and falling too fast, the
[3:29:30] Speaker 1: glass mocking me from above. I didn't hear anyone approach.
[3:29:36] Speaker 1: The door creaked open behind me. Emily Marian said gently.
[3:29:44] Speaker 1: I turned a facer. She stepped into the room in
[3:29:49] Speaker 1: a pale blue sweater and slacks. Her hair was pin
[3:29:52] Speaker 1: needly behind her ears. She held a silver brush in
[3:29:56] Speaker 1: one hand and a smile, never wavered. I thought we
[3:30:01] Speaker 1: could spend some time together, she said. Before I could speak,
[3:30:08] Speaker 1: I saw movement behind her. Mister Avery stood in the hallway.
[3:30:15] Speaker 1: He wasn't sweating any more, his face had gone still
[3:30:19] Speaker 1: calm again. In his right hand was a pistol. He
[3:30:27] Speaker 1: held it with both hands low against his stomach, but
[3:30:30] Speaker 1: aimed in my direction. I opened my mouth, but Marian
[3:30:36] Speaker 1: was already crossing the room. Why don't you come sit,
[3:30:41] Speaker 1: she asked. She sat on the bed and patted the
[3:30:46] Speaker 1: space beside her. Mister Avery gestured with his pistol, and
[3:30:51] Speaker 1: so I sat. Marian reached out and began to run
[3:30:57] Speaker 1: the brust through my hair. The bristles snaw. I've done not,
[3:31:01] Speaker 1: she hummed softly under her breath, something tuneless and repetitive.
[3:31:07] Speaker 1: You always loved this, she said. You used to sit
[3:31:12] Speaker 1: just like this when you were little. Remember. I felt
[3:31:17] Speaker 1: the first tear slipped down my cheek before I could
[3:31:19] Speaker 1: stop it. I tried to hold back, but they came fast,
[3:31:24] Speaker 1: soaking into the collar of the dress. Marian kept brushing.
[3:31:30] Speaker 1: Her voice crooned, You're going to feel better soon. All
[3:31:35] Speaker 1: that confusion is going to melt away. We'll take care
[3:31:39] Speaker 1: of you like we always have. She kissed the top
[3:31:45] Speaker 1: of my forehead and kept brushing, even as my shoulders shook.
[3:31:53] Speaker 1: Days passed like this. Missus Avery came into my room
[3:31:57] Speaker 1: every night, accompanied by mister Avery, always the same routine.
[3:32:04] Speaker 1: She came into the room every evening, with mister Avery
[3:32:07] Speaker 1: right behind her, always carrying the same pistol tucked into
[3:32:11] Speaker 1: his arm or slipped into the waistband of his jeans.
[3:32:15] Speaker 1: He never raised it again, but he never put it
[3:32:18] Speaker 1: away either. It was there to keep the lines drawn,
[3:32:23] Speaker 1: to make sure I didn't forget who I was supposed
[3:32:26] Speaker 1: to be. She would talk about memories I didn't have,
[3:32:31] Speaker 1: cry over milestones I'd never reached. Sometimes she'd sing to
[3:32:35] Speaker 1: me in a low breathy voice, humming half finished laullabies
[3:32:39] Speaker 1: and whispering that I'd always be her baby. I didn't
[3:32:44] Speaker 1: argue any more. I played along. I smiled when I
[3:32:49] Speaker 1: was supposed to. I held her hand when she offered it,
[3:32:52] Speaker 1: I responded to Emily. It was the only way to
[3:32:58] Speaker 1: stay safe. Until the night I reached my breaking point.
[3:33:06] Speaker 1: I had been staring at the wall across from the bed,
[3:33:09] Speaker 1: where they'd hung a frame I hadn't noticed before. Must
[3:33:13] Speaker 1: have been slipped in when I was in the bathroom,
[3:33:16] Speaker 1: A drawing done in pencil of a small white house
[3:33:19] Speaker 1: with a porch and two stick figures standing in the yard.
[3:33:24] Speaker 1: At the bottom the signature Emmy, aged seven. Something about
[3:33:33] Speaker 1: it opened the door in my chest I hadn't closed
[3:33:36] Speaker 1: fast enough. I stood and tore it from the wall.
[3:33:40] Speaker 1: Then the next photo, then another. I didn't stop. I
[3:33:45] Speaker 1: tore the bed sheet apart and kicked the rocking chair over.
[3:33:49] Speaker 1: I pulled open the drawers of the desk and dumped
[3:33:51] Speaker 1: them onto the floor. I had destroyed most of the room.
[3:33:57] Speaker 1: The mattress had been flipped, the curtains torn from the rod.
[3:34:01] Speaker 1: I had kicked open the closet doors and thrown every
[3:34:04] Speaker 1: hanger to the floor. My arms ached, my throat burned
[3:34:08] Speaker 1: from yelling, though no one had come to stop me.
[3:34:12] Speaker 1: Maybe they were letting me tire myself out, or maybe
[3:34:15] Speaker 1: they were waiting to see what I would do next.
[3:34:19] Speaker 1: I sank to the floor beside the bed frame, hearts
[3:34:22] Speaker 1: still pounding, tears dried on my face. I didn't know what.
[3:34:27] Speaker 1: I was hoping to find, some crack in the walls,
[3:34:31] Speaker 1: some hidden clue that would explain what had happened here
[3:34:33] Speaker 1: before me. I didn't expect anything real. That's when I
[3:34:41] Speaker 1: found the notes. They'd been tucked behind the desk, whiched
[3:34:46] Speaker 1: between the back panel and the wall. The corner of
[3:34:50] Speaker 1: the paper had just barely peeked out, visible only from
[3:34:54] Speaker 1: where I'd collapsed. It wasn't hidden in the way someone
[3:34:58] Speaker 1: might hide a secret. It was forgotten. I crawled toward it.
[3:35:05] Speaker 1: The notes were thick and worn, the pages soft from handling.
[3:35:10] Speaker 1: A floral cover faded around the edges, with the name
[3:35:15] Speaker 1: Becker written across the front in blooming, not the loopy,
[3:35:19] Speaker 1: curated signature I had seen of her old schoolwork. This
[3:35:23] Speaker 1: one had been written fast, probably while crying. The first
[3:35:29] Speaker 1: entry was dated fourteen months ago. I wanted to start
[3:35:35] Speaker 1: this off by saying that my name is Becker, not Emily.
[3:35:40] Speaker 1: Marian gave me this journal, told me to write down
[3:35:43] Speaker 1: whatever she told me to. When she left the room,
[3:35:46] Speaker 1: I ripped a couple of pages out. I needed to
[3:35:49] Speaker 1: get my real thoughts across somewhere they took me. I
[3:35:54] Speaker 1: don't know how to write that any other way. I
[3:35:57] Speaker 1: keep waiting to wake up to hear my alarm and
[3:36:00] Speaker 1: crawled back into real life. But it's not coming. I
[3:36:06] Speaker 1: went to see my old piano teacher. That's how it started.
[3:36:11] Speaker 1: I'd posted about it on Facebook and Marian must have
[3:36:14] Speaker 1: seen it. She was there when I came out, smiling,
[3:36:19] Speaker 1: saying it had been too long, and mister Avery showed up.
[3:36:24] Speaker 1: I thought it was weird, but I didn't panic, not
[3:36:28] Speaker 1: until I got into the car, not until the door's locked.
[3:36:34] Speaker 1: My hands trembled as I turned the page. They told
[3:36:38] Speaker 1: me my parents didn't want me anymore, that the world
[3:36:41] Speaker 1: outside was dangerous and they were the only ones who
[3:36:44] Speaker 1: could protect me. I screamed. I cried so much I
[3:36:48] Speaker 1: couldn't see straight. They started keeping me in the room
[3:36:52] Speaker 1: for days at a time, said I needed to calm
[3:36:55] Speaker 1: down before I earned privileges. Entry after entry blurred into
[3:37:00] Speaker 1: each other. Weeks of isolation. Meil slipped through the door.
[3:37:05] Speaker 1: The silence, the slow removal of her name. They started
[3:37:10] Speaker 1: calling me Emily. That's their daughter's name. She died when
[3:37:14] Speaker 1: I was little. I think I found a photo once
[3:37:18] Speaker 1: in a box in the closet. The girl in the
[3:37:21] Speaker 1: picture wasn't me, but they said it was. I told
[3:37:25] Speaker 1: him no, but they didn't listen. The more I argued,
[3:37:29] Speaker 1: the more time they kept me locked away. Mister Avery
[3:37:34] Speaker 1: hit me for the first time three weeks ago. He
[3:37:37] Speaker 1: apologized after said he didn't want to, but I provoked him.
[3:37:42] Speaker 1: Marian gave me ice and a dish towel and told
[3:37:45] Speaker 1: me to stop resisting. She said the sooner I accepted
[3:37:49] Speaker 1: that I was home, the easier everything would be. Some
[3:37:55] Speaker 1: entries were scribbled and hard to read, with the pen
[3:37:59] Speaker 1: pressed so deep it tore the paper. Others were neat
[3:38:03] Speaker 1: and almost detached, like she had given up on being
[3:38:06] Speaker 1: heard and wanted to leave a record. One in particular
[3:38:12] Speaker 1: caught in my throat. I miss who I was, my name,
[3:38:18] Speaker 1: my friends, my real mom. I think I'm forgetting what
[3:38:22] Speaker 1: a voice sounded like. I keep trying to say my
[3:38:25] Speaker 1: own name out loud when I'm alone, but it sounds fake.
[3:38:29] Speaker 1: Now they keep telling me I'm Emily. They tell me
[3:38:34] Speaker 1: I was never anyone else. The final entries were short.
[3:38:42] Speaker 1: They said we're going to the lake soon to start
[3:38:45] Speaker 1: over somewhere quiet. I think they're going to kill me.
[3:38:51] Speaker 1: If anyone somehow finds this, please tell the truth. I
[3:38:56] Speaker 1: was Becca Harper. I was sixteen. They made everything up.
[3:39:04] Speaker 1: I clutched the notes to my chest and sat there
[3:39:07] Speaker 1: in the wreckage of the room they had once given her,
[3:39:11] Speaker 1: a shell of a bedroom, meant to raise someone and
[3:39:14] Speaker 1: replace her with a better version, a more obedient version.
[3:39:20] Speaker 1: They were doing it again. I was still staring at
[3:39:26] Speaker 1: the notes when I heard a knock at the front door.
[3:39:30] Speaker 1: I immediately perked up. In all my time spent here
[3:39:35] Speaker 1: as a prisoner, I hadn't heard someone knock on the
[3:39:38] Speaker 1: front door a single time. It was a hard knock,
[3:39:42] Speaker 1: not Marian's gentle tap, not mister Avery's soft call for dinner,
[3:39:48] Speaker 1: A firm practiced fist against wood. My door swung open.
[3:39:54] Speaker 1: It was Marian. Before she could even question me about
[3:39:58] Speaker 1: the state the room was in, she ushered me to
[3:40:01] Speaker 1: come to the front door, claiming we had visitors. Mister
[3:40:06] Speaker 1: Avery was already there, gunn tightly bound to his waist.
[3:40:10] Speaker 1: He was always ready now. He opened the door with
[3:40:15] Speaker 1: a smile. Two officers stood outside, one older, square George,
[3:40:22] Speaker 1: the other younger, sharper eyes. The older one spoke, first,
[3:40:28] Speaker 1: we're falling up on a missing person report. Young woman
[3:40:32] Speaker 1: mid twenties moved into two one four last month. You
[3:40:36] Speaker 1: know anything about that? Marian beamed, Oh my, We thought
[3:40:42] Speaker 1: we hadn't seen her in a while. Mister Avery turned
[3:40:46] Speaker 1: to me, Emily, you are quite well acquainted with her.
[3:40:51] Speaker 1: Come say helo. I walked to the doorway. Marian reached
[3:40:56] Speaker 1: for my hand and held it in both of hers.
[3:41:00] Speaker 1: Introduce yourself first, sweetie, my mouth opened, nothing came out.
[3:41:08] Speaker 1: The order officer tilted his head slightly studied my face.
[3:41:12] Speaker 1: His eyes narrowed just enough to suggest he saw more
[3:41:16] Speaker 1: than he was letting on. I tried again. I'm she
[3:41:23] Speaker 1: was gone for a year. She just recently came back,
[3:41:26] Speaker 1: and mister Avery said quickly, it's been a hard week.
[3:41:33] Speaker 1: The officer didn't move. I'd like to speak with her alone,
[3:41:38] Speaker 1: if that's all right. There was a pause. Marian blinked.
[3:41:45] Speaker 1: Mister Avery didn't speak, but his smile faltered. Of course,
[3:41:51] Speaker 1: she said, she just needs some air. He led me
[3:41:56] Speaker 1: down the walkway. We stood at the end of they
[3:42:01] Speaker 1: I leaned in and whispered, barely able to push the
[3:42:04] Speaker 1: words out. It's it's me. They kidnapped me. He has
[3:42:11] Speaker 1: a gun. Please don't make a scene. I think you'll
[3:42:15] Speaker 1: kill us if you do. The officer didn't flinch. He
[3:42:21] Speaker 1: only nodded very slowly. Then he smiled. Thank you, Emily,
[3:42:28] Speaker 1: he said, loud enough for the others to hear. Everything
[3:42:32] Speaker 1: seems fine here. He walked back to the porch. The
[3:42:38] Speaker 1: door shut and they left. Marian and mister Avery seemed
[3:42:45] Speaker 1: to be satisfied. They must have assumed that I had
[3:42:49] Speaker 1: told them I was their daughter or something equally as sick,
[3:42:53] Speaker 1: falling for their own delusions, I went back to the
[3:42:58] Speaker 1: room and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting
[3:43:01] Speaker 1: for what would come next. That night, I didn't sleep,
[3:43:08] Speaker 1: or rather couldn't. The raid came late into the night.
[3:43:15] Speaker 1: There were no red and blue lights flashing through the windows,
[3:43:18] Speaker 1: only doors being broken and voices shouting. A battering ram
[3:43:23] Speaker 1: cracked the front door in half. Footsteps thundered through the house.
[3:43:29] Speaker 1: I huddled in the corner of Emily's room with a
[3:43:31] Speaker 1: lamp still on, waiting for it to end. One officer
[3:43:36] Speaker 1: rushed straight to my room, helping me up and escorting
[3:43:39] Speaker 1: me outside. They dragged mister Avery out after he screamed
[3:43:45] Speaker 1: and fought wild eyes flashing onto the hallway light. She
[3:43:50] Speaker 1: is mine, he shouted. You don't understand, she's mine. Then
[3:43:56] Speaker 1: Marian sobbing, her sweater stained and a handsh shaking Emily. Emily,
[3:44:03] Speaker 1: tell them, tell them the truth. Don't let them take
[3:44:07] Speaker 1: us from you, don't let them hurt your family. I
[3:44:12] Speaker 1: didn't answer. I watched as they were taken from the house,
[3:44:16] Speaker 1: kicking and wailing. She reached for me as she passed
[3:44:20] Speaker 1: the bedroom door. I took a step back in disgust.
[3:44:27] Speaker 1: Later at the station, I told the officers everything I
[3:44:31] Speaker 1: told them about the notes and everything I'd read, And
[3:44:36] Speaker 1: with that Becker's case was reopened and her family finally
[3:44:41] Speaker 1: got the closure they so desperately needed. As for me,
[3:44:48] Speaker 1: I never quite recovered. People imagine that once the danger ends,
[3:44:54] Speaker 1: you can breathe again, that the worst part is over
[3:44:58] Speaker 1: and done with. That's not how it works. You leave
[3:45:04] Speaker 1: the place, but it doesn't leave you. I still shower
[3:45:09] Speaker 1: with the door cracked open. I still flinch when I
[3:45:13] Speaker 1: hear that name. I still dream in that room, the
[3:45:17] Speaker 1: pink wall paper, the pressed dress, the soft brushing of
[3:45:22] Speaker 1: a voice behind me telling me I'll be better soon,

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