Sonic Society #868- Sonic Storage

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Well, there she is, just where we left her. Yeah, I'm not sure placing the tortoise in your barn while the Sonic Summerstock Playhouse had its 16th season run is exactly the most dignified spot for the old girl. Well... Chickens are still in the chicken tractor out in the field for now, so she's remained mostly unharassed, and the various cameras around the farm, she's protected. Chicken tractor? I know!

Never knew what one was three months ago, and I'd never be without one now. Yeah, no, I mean, what is a chicken tractor? The real question is, where are we going to go for season 21? Okay, but what's that connected to the tortoise, anyway? What? Oh. That's a trickle charger. A trickle charger? Yes, it keeps my tractor's battery charged after the winter. You trickle charge your chicken tractor? No, no, no. My lawn riding mower tractor.

Where would you even connect a trickle charger on a chicken tractor? I still don't know what a chicken tractor is. The new feed, Classic Sonic Society? That's right. It seems to be growing slowly, but...

Beyond the fact that I thought after 20 years we should revisit how we got here, there's another reason for starting it now. And what's that? Well, with what happened with Mr. Crow at the end of season 19, severing not only the coherent structure of the Audioverse RSS feeds, but the very navigational memory of the tortoise with the desire to effectively section off each age of modern audio drama. into their own nebulous, so to speak, I figured if we had a coherent RSS feat to build upon...

That being the original Sonic Society episodes, we... We could build upon that RSS feed like a solid tree trunk and be able to find more shows and series as it grows. That's right. I set it to release the past episodes... but one a day for the next couple of years, and we'll see it work from a sapling back into a mighty oak.

And as time passes, it'll be easier to connect from the first golden age to the silver, the bronze, where Crow is hiding somewhere, up to our current fourth age. That's a clever way to... Oh, how odd. What is? Well, we're getting a signal from a finished series. Finished?

Yeah, sometimes a rather large show, when it's finished, it emits a kind of flickering series of signals, like a pulsar. You'll find the metaphorical similarities between the audioverse and the cosmos quite fascinating. Yes, of course. As long as it's not a black hole. No, those tend to be...

to be audio drama shows that have gotten so big they've turned into a paywall only, and that can create such a draw if you're not careful. But this signal, it's not that. Definitively not. So where are we going? Well, we're going to take three show points to coordinate this particular episode with the storage papers.

The Storage Papers. Yeah, that's right. Jeremy Enfinger's The Storage Papers with the first three shows, A Cryptic Warning, Baby Cries, and A Conspicuous Suspect. And Season 21, Episode 868 begins right here on the Sonic System.

When I made the decision to document the storage papers in the form of a podcast, I found Anchor to be the easiest way to create it. By using Anchor, I'm able to share this show with you absolutely free. Anchor gives you everything you need in one place, and you can produce the show right from your phone, tablet, or computer.

Their easy-to-use creation tools allow anyone with the app to record and edit a podcast so it sounds great. They'll even distribute your podcast for you so it can be heard everywhere podcasts can be found. That includes Spotify, Apple podcasts, Google podcasts, and more. You can also easily make money from your podcast with no minimum listenership. So download the anchor app or go to anchor.fm to get started. And let me know when you do so I can check out your show.

To the person producing the Storage Papers podcast. You are meddling with things you don't understand. I highly encourage you to discontinue this project immediately. Should you ignore this recommendation. please make sure to avoid revealing too much information about yourself in addition do not divulge the real names of those individuals named within the documents you possess penalties may apply

legally and personally. I will contact you within the next few weeks, but for now, keep those documents in a safe place and do not tell anyone where they are. I will collect these documents as soon as possible. Your suspicions were correct about being followed. Do not deviate from your normal daily routine and do not invite anyone in your home, no matter how persistent they may be. Failure to follow these instructions could put you at great risk. Don't trust anyone.

When I made the decision to document the storage papers in the form of a podcast, I found Anchor to be the easiest way to create it. By using Anchor, I'm able to share this show with you absolutely free. Anchor gives you everything you need in one place and you can produce the show right from your phone, tablet, or computer. Their easy to use creation tools allow anyone with the app to record and edit a podcast so it sounds great.

They'll even distribute your podcast for you so it can be heard everywhere podcasts can be found. That includes Spotify, Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts, and more. You can also easily make money from your podcast with no minimum listenership. So download the Anchor app or go to anchor.fm to get started. And let me know when you do so I can check out your show. You're listening to The Storage Papers.

Episode 1, Baby Cries. There's something inside us that compels us to respond when we hear a baby crying. A wide range of feelings may affect us whenever we hear it, from sympathy to anxiety, and even frustration and helplessness, especially if you're a parent who can't seem to figure out how to get the crying to stop.

Crying is the universal cue for infants to communicate that they have a need, a need which they themselves are unable to fulfill. The only thing we know initially is that some kind of action must be taken. As I read the following account, try to imagine how you would respond given the same circumstances. 2009. Earlier this evening I went for my routine jog.

I've been training for a marathon, and Saturdays were always long mileage days. I'd planned on getting 11 miles in, and I'd like to run on this stretch of bicycle trail by the lake for my long runs. There's plenty of tree cover for shade. And around evening time, there doesn't really seem to be too many other people around. It's peaceful. They'd also just paved the trail so I could make decent time as opposed to running on gravel and dirt.

and adding a little bit of my favorite music really helps the ol' stress management. Anyways, I was about 5 miles in on the trail. I know this because I could see the mile marker just ahead. I was planning on passing it and running another four minutes before turning around. I've been trying to keep an eight-minute mile pace during my training. But just before I reached that five-mile marker... I thought I heard something like a moan or a scream coming from the woods opposite the lake.

So I decided to stop and pull my earbuds out. It was oddly quiet. I don't always run with my headphones in, but I've been listening to some music for some extra motivation. Normally you could hear birds chirping, crickets, or maybe even frogs nearby, but not this time. The only thing I heard was a slight breeze through the trees.

I waited for about 10 or 15 seconds, looking in the direction I thought I heard the noise from, and didn't hear or see anything, really, until I was about to put my earbuds back in. That's when I heard it. two distinct cries from a baby i remember when my kids were babies my wife and i could distinguish what they needed by the types of cries they made

The cry you hear when a baby's hungry is different than when the baby needs a diaper change, if you know what I mean. This sounded like the cry our kids made when they were hungry.

If I had to estimate how far away I thought the cry was, I'd say no more than 100 feet from the trail I was on. So of course, I head in the direction of the crying. Once I got to the point where I thought the baby could have been or maybe slightly past that I noticed a thick fog rolling in that came up to my knees. Cloud cover also kind of made it dark under the trees.

listening intently it was still really quiet i could hear my own footsteps when i walked and rustled the leaves or maybe broke some twigs but i still didn't hear any animal or insect sounds I looked every direction, and I couldn't seem to find any evidence of a baby. I shouted hello and waited. Then about another ten seconds went by, I heard the baby cry again. Two cries, and then it stopped.

I don't know if you've ever been around many crying babies, but when mine used to cry, they would only stop crying when they got what they wanted or needed. They don't care if it's daytime or nighttime, whether you're sleeping or awake. I just thought the two cries seemed odd. Two cries and absolute silence. To add to that, the cries seemed like they were about the same volume as the first time.

I thought for sure they'd be louder since I was closer in the direction I heard them from. In fact, I'm not sure I'd even gotten any closer to them. It was almost like someone was carrying a baby while traveling away from me. I continued deeper into the trees and tried to make vocal contact again. I called out, hoping perhaps an adult was with the baby. I yelled out things like, are you hurt? And do you need help?

Eventually I got far enough into the trees that I lost sight of the bike trail I'd been jogging on. The fog had completely rolled in by now, and it was so thick I couldn't even see my feet. I was fairly sure I was walking in mud too. I started walking slower because I didn't want to turn my ankle on something I couldn't see. So I stopped again and yelled, Can anybody hear me? Then there went the cries again, just two of them. Only this time they were a little closer.

and in a slightly different direction. That's when I noticed one thicket of trees that were tightly bunched together about 30 feet away from me. I hadn't noticed it until I heard the cries and looked in that direction. I thought to myself, if a baby's lying on the ground in this fog, I'm never going to see it. So I headed toward the thicket slowly, just making sure to drag my feet.

As I approached the thicket, I noticed what appeared to be the entrance of a small cave. I could see the rounded ceiling of the cave entrance just above the fog. It was only about four feet wide. and it would probably fit a full-grown person who was willing to get on all fours to go in. I moved toward the cave, thinking that it was going to be the most likely place someone would find shelter if they needed it.

I was still cautious about my footing as I slowly approached the thicket of trees outside the cave entrance. I tried talking more to see if I could prompt another cry or maybe a response from another person. Once I started going under the thick canopy, I noticed a very foul odor. It was like a dense smell of urine, wet dog, and skunk all combined.

and it overwhelmed my senses to the point where I thought I was going to be sick. I had to stop right there for a moment to pinch my nose because of the stench, and I decided to call out again, a little quieter this time. Almost immediately the baby cried again, and it couldn't have been more than 10 or 15 feet away.

I unpinched my nose and began shuffling toward the cave entrance. As I moved forward, I was trying to peer into the cave, but there was just darkness. I felt a cold breeze coming from the cave. And even though I heard some scuffling beyond the mouth, I couldn't see anything. I figured I was probably close to the baby, so I continued on until my foot bumped something soft. I looked down toward my feet and still couldn't see them through the fog.

Plus, it was actually getting darker the closer I got to the mouth of the cave. So I reached down and tried to feel whatever it was my foot had bumped into. It felt like skin, but it was cold and clammy. I was able to grip my hand around it and decided to lift whatever it was above the fog so I could take a look. I quickly recognized it as an adult female's arm.

I had gripped it around the forearm and saw the hand rise out of the fog first. The arm was ice cold, wet, and dirty with a few scrapes on it around the elbow. It had a women's GPS watch on it, similar to the one I wear, but smaller and with a pink band. The watch didn't appear to be on.

I also noticed there was pink fingernail polish and a small tattoo of a ladybug on the inner wrist. And that's when I began to really panic. I'm not used to being around dead bodies, and I began to get lightheaded. Then I started thinking about some poor mother had died out here with her baby nearby. And I wondered how many days they'd been out here alone. The baby had to be starving.

I was about to call out again when some motion drew my attention from deep within the cave. It sounded like an animal charging me, and there was a low grunting noise that accompanied each stride. As I looked toward the cave to focus my eyes, I saw two dim yellow eyes reflecting back at me. bouncing up and down with each grunt I heard. I froze for a moment until the creature neared the entrance of the cave where some of the daylight outlined its shape. It looked almost human.

What I witnessed was what looked like an adult female hunched over on all fours, and I say female because it looked like there were pendulous breasts on his chest. The head was bald. and the skin was pale white, nearly as pale as the arm I had just dropped back down into the fog. It moved with such speed, I don't think I could have moved that quickly on all fours.

The appendages were out of proportion to the rest of the body, and the knees. The knees looked like they were bent the opposite direction, but aside from all that, it looked human. It was probably only ten feet away from me when I finally built the nerve to turn around and sprint back towards the trail.

I looked over my shoulder once just to see it emerge from the mouth of the small cave. It was now in the faint light and I could make out some additional details. It looked old. I could make out two... stained teeth about the size of my cell phone, and the ears appeared to be pointy. I have no idea what this thing was, but I ran with all the speed I could muster up until I found the bike trail.

and turned to head back towards the trailhead where my car was parked. It was easier to run faster knowing what was behind me. It chased me for a while. About 100 yards later, the fog cleared up, and I couldn't hear anything behind me, so I decided once more to turn my head around. There, by the edge of the trail, it seemed to have stopped. It never stood up fully, but it did raise itself up.

to what looked like a squatting position. Now that I knew I could outrun this thing, I stopped for a moment. Though its head was facing me, its eyes appeared to be closed. I was under the impression that... It was just being guided by the sounds I was making. Then I watched as the sound of a baby cry came from the creature's mouth.

As if trying to pick up my trail, it started making its way towards me with a slow, awkward gait. I tried to slow my breathing to go quiet, and that's when it slowed down again and turned its head. The pointed ears were sticking straight up until I took a step away from it and broke a twig.

That's when those ears tucked right back and it started lunging toward me again. I just ran as fast as I could back to the trailhead, this time without looking back at all. I can honestly say that if I weren't in the shape I'm in now... That thing would have been able to catch me. I didn't even think about pulling out my phone until I was safely in my car with the doors locked. That's when I called you. Our first conversation occurred as I was leaving the parking lot by the trailhead.

I'm certain there's no baby out there, but I did find that woman's body. Looking back on the whole experience now, I'm convinced I was being lured out there. That thing has learned how to mimic the sound of baby cries.

And I just wonder if the body I found had been lured there just as I was. I'll tell you one thing for certain, I will never be jogging that trail again. In addition to this statement, there was an attached handwritten note paper clipped to the initial report. The note says, I took a small crew of four deputies around 11 p.m. calling in a couple of people who had that night off.

We considered this high priority due to the potential of an abandoned baby being involved. Mr. Thorpe's description of the location was accurate. We were able to see muddy footprints, assuming they were Mr. Thorpe's. entering the paved portion of the trail close to the five mile marker. We followed his shoe prints until we found an additional set of prints.

What looked like human handprints with claw-like impressions at the fingertips were facing the trail. In addition, footprints from bare feet accompanied each set of the handprints. The footprints were unlike anything I'd ever seen. There were five toes, splayed out wider at the toe end, but the foot was longer and narrower than the average human foot.

All four deputies observed these prints, but no one could think of what kind of animal or person they could potentially belong to. We found the thicket of trees in the cave entrance by following these prints. It was dark and there was no fog when we arrived. We did not find any evidence of a body and no prints were found inside the cave. However...

We did find a woman's watch with a pink wristband about 12 feet inside the mouth of the cave. There was no battery power, but we sent it down to the guys in tech, who will attempt to charge it, and they'll let us know what they find.

On a personal note, I've only been with this department for about two years. One of the more seasoned deputies that had been out with us on the search party cautioned us about the amount of detail to include in our official reports, so we made the appropriate amendments. These details, we believed, would make people question the validity of the story and might hinder any search efforts brought forward as is.

I believe Mr. Thorpe was telling the truth and the evidence we found substantiates his claims, so I am documenting this unofficially in case I ever need to refer back to this. Mr. Thorpe has no arrest record. And not so much as a parking ticket that we know about. He pays his taxes, appears to be a good husband and father, and has a prominent job at a local business. I can't provide a motive for deception, and he genuinely seemed frightened.

Please consider reaching out to me if you have any pertinent information regarding this case, either by social media or email. You can direct message me on Twitter and Instagram at storagepapers. You may also email me at the storage papers at gmail.com, or you can even leave a voicemail at anchor.fm slash the storage papers.

Make sure to reference Episode 1, Baby Cries, in your subject line. I will be filing any additional information received in an organized manner and will provide updates on the show to these cases as often as possible. If you believe you've witnessed something truly unexplainable yourself and would like to share your story, I'd be glad to add it to these archives. You just never know whether or not your testimony can help or if it can corroborate.

Another statement within these files. Thank you so much for listening to this first episode of The Storage Papers. I'll be back in two weeks with additional documentation to review.

When I made the decision to document the storage papers in the form of a podcast, I found anchor to be the easiest way to create it by using anchor. I'm able to share this show with you. Absolutely free. Anchor gives you everything you need in one place and you can produce the show right from your phone, tablet, or computer. Their easy-to-use creation tools allow anyone with the app to record and edit a podcast so it sounds great.

They'll even distribute your podcast for you so it can be heard everywhere podcasts can be found. That includes Spotify, Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts, and more. You can also easily make money from your podcast with no minimum listenership. So download the Anchor app or go to anchor.fm to get started and let me know when you do so I can check out your show. You're listening to The Storage Papers. Episode 2, A Conspicuous Suspect.

Law enforcement has to be one of the toughest jobs imaginable, especially in today's world where there have been so many issues related to racial tension and the growing concerns of fair treatment by the police.

A police officer must find that delicate balance between maintaining an element of personal safety and protecting the public. As I've begun digging into these files... I realize now more than ever what kinds of things are intentionally placed into police reports, and what kind of information remains hidden, regardless of their pertinence in any ongoing investigation.

This document appears to be a letter to someone named Ron, assuming he's a civilian, from a detective Mark Anderson. It doesn't mention which agency he's from, but it reads... Ron, it's been a long time. I hope you're doing well. I was told you're still looking into these kinds of things. This is another one I will unfortunately be unable to include in our active investigation

but I do think it's pertinent. If you could do me a favor and let me know if you have any helpful info, or if you can recall anything resembling what I describe in my notes below, I'll definitely owe you one.

I'll keep you posted if I make any headway on my end. Notes from Benjamin Scanlon interview pertaining to the submitted USB drive Saturday, March 13th, 2015. Mr. Scanlon reported in person to our division, believing he had some sensitive information regarding an open homicide investigation. He claims he was anonymously shipped a flash drive with video footage of a local hotel parking lot showing a, quote, conspicuous individual with odd behavior.

He believes there is a possible connection to the man found dead at the hotel just two days prior. It should be noted that we are still attempting to positively ID the victim. Mr. Scanlon indicated he recognized the hotel in the video because he saw local news stories covering the homicide the night before he received the flash drive in the mail.

Apparently, the news reporter had been broadcasting from across the street with a similar wide-angle shot of the entire hotel and its parking lot. Mr. Scanlon profusely stated he didn't want anything to do with the video or the case. and he felt that coming forward and handing over the flash drive voluntarily may not only help with the investigation, but he also wanted to know why he was being sent the drive and by whom.

He was, of course, still concerned that the man he referred to as the Grinner was following him. And there may be some kind of a connection to this flash drive. Refer to my previous notes from March 5th. He couldn't recall ever staying in that hotel, and he didn't recognize the man in the video. Mr. Scanlon did have some concerns for his own safety given the gruesome finding of the deceased, who had been found decapitated due to a close-range gunshot wound to the head.

A 12-gauge shotgun was recovered from the scene that had been discharged. At this point in the investigation, it has yet to be determined if the gunshot wound was self-inflicted. I asked Mr. Scanlon what I should expect to see on the video and in the files also included on the flash drive. He replied, I don't know how to explain it, you'll just have to watch, but it's definitely weird.

Regarding the files, he said he didn't feel comfortable looking at them because he thought they looked like medical records. He didn't want to remain at the station while I viewed the video, but he provided me with his contact information. with a request to update him on anything I find, and in case I need to ask him any further questions. After he left, I plugged in the USB drive on my desk computer.

There were only two items present at first glance on the drive. A folder with some text files in it, and an MP4 video file. I opened the video file first. It appeared, as it was described, security video footage of a hotel parking lot. There is a time and date stamp in the lower corner. It's dated March 11, 2015. And the video starts around 8.02pm in 40 seconds. The video is just over 4 minutes in total duration. It was recorded in infrared and did not contain any sound.

I watched for the first couple of minutes without really seeing anything. It was mostly dark, and there were three cars within the field of view. The camera must have been mounted above the parking lot and pointed down. I estimated the camera could have been at least 15 feet or so above the ground. At 2 minutes and 56 seconds into the video, I noticed an anomaly.

I rewound the video a few seconds and pressed play again. There's a pole in the frame, probably an overhead streetlight, around the left one-third of the screen. You can't see the top or bottom of the pole from this angle, but you can see an unobstructed view of the empty parking spaces on either side of it, almost as if appearing from thin air. A person just appears near the right side of the pole and can be seen walking left to right. I have to admit, this footage looks strange.

What's so alarming about this is the person doesn't enter the frame from the left side or even the bottom. One second, you don't see anyone, and the next, you see the person from head to toe near the middle of the screen. walking to the right. It's almost as if they come right out from behind the light pole.

At first glance, I can't see any evidence that the video has been clipped or altered in any way. There's no pause in motion from the time the person appears. I reviewed the video again and slowed the frames down. looking for any evidence of the person on the left side of the frame. I saw nothing. It's almost as if someone photoshopped the person into frame, starting on the right side of the pole.

The width of the person's body, once they're out from behind the pole, is much wider than the pole itself on the screen. So you'd think you'd be able to see them, even if they'd been standing behind the pole the whole time. It's as if they appeared out of the darkness behind the pole and got caught on camera walking to the right. I rewound it several times again. I wanted to see if the time stamp skipped a few seconds, which could have accounted for this appearance.

I was thinking maybe someone split the video in editing. The timestamp upon review indicated continuous recording. I invited my partner, Detective Collins, to view the video. and he immediately dismissed it as being tampered with. It was his belief that someone had pulled off an elaborate hoax given the circumstances of the mysterious appearance of the video and the widespread media coverage.

I'm not sure I agree with his assessment, but I'll send the video out for further analysis. I reviewed the video time and time again, and I just couldn't put my finger on what was so peculiar about it. i paused the video on a frame that appeared clearest and printed a still shot to place in the case file staring at the paused screen i examined the person's clothing it looked like he was dressed in all black

It was a Caucasian man with a buzz cut, or he may have even totally been bald. The resolution on the video was somewhat fuzzy, and it was pretty dark except for what little street light you could see. So I decided to continue watching at quarter speed.

The video clip was almost over. The very last portion of the video was what truly unnerved me. Either this was a hoaxed video, pulled off very well, or it was some pretty solid evidence of the paranormal. Either way, for fear of ridicule and to avoid persecution at work, I decided not to share the video to its full extent in the homicide investigation.

This man in the video walked right up to one of the windows in the hotel and peered in. I confirmed from the room number on the door that it matched the room number where the victim was found. Something about the way he moved was... He had kind of a fast-paced timing to his stride, and the way his arms didn't swing when he walked just seemed off.

They just dangled fairly motionless by his side. Even the size proportion of the man's head seemed strange. The video showed about five or six seconds of the man looking in the window. Then he started a weird combination of maneuvers with his head to view the inside of the room. I've never seen someone with that range of motion of their head or neck before. His head darted up and down, side to side.

and it even appeared as if his neck grew in length, but I couldn't be certain due to how low the resolution was of the footage. Then I noticed him doing something seemingly impossible. His head turned nearly 180 degrees to face the camera so that his chin was almost behind his spine. It was almost as if he suddenly became aware of the camera.

or that someone was watching, and his movement became more stealth-like. With his head still turned completely around, he walked backwards slowly, keeping his head in the same position as he moved closer to the camera. He appeared to look upward to gaze directly at the lens, then he cocked his head backward and turned his head to the side the same way a dog would when it looks confused.

It was fairly dark where he was standing, and it was difficult to make out any of the facial features. Perhaps it was a result of the lighting or the infrared, but his eyes... They appeared large and... solid black. He just stood there in that position, still as a statue for about 10 seconds or so. I initially thought the video was paused, but the timestamp was still counting. And then static distorted the visible image, and the video ends.

I must admit that as I viewed this portion of the video for the first time, I experienced somewhat of a fight or flight moment. I've seen some strange things on this job, but I'm convinced that if I come forward with my initial impression of this video, The captain would have my badge. I viewed the other files included on the flash drive, and there's over 200 individual text files and PDFs.

Unfortunately, I'm going to have to refrain from sharing those with you at this time because they mainly consist of medical records and other confidential information that I'm not at liberty to disclose. I can comment on some of the apparent themes of these records though, and I'll continue searching for patterns.

All of these records seem to be from hospitals or doctors' offices within a 50-mile radius of the hotel's address here in San Diego. There's a wide range of various records from entire patient files, radiology and surgical reports summaries of patient visits and there's even a few autopsy reports all of them that i've seen have abnormal findings of some kind

including symptoms like headaches, seizures, unexplained bleeding, periods of missing time, psychological evaluations, detection and removal or attempted removal of foreign bodies of unknown origin and in some instances there were pathologies that may appear and or disappear from medical tests for unknown reasons over time This case is really throwing me for a loop. I'm going to have a tough time justifying the validation of these records unless I can somehow tie them to an active investigation.

I think it's a little early to say that might be possible for this one, but I'll dig into these and see if I can cross-reference any of these records with the homicide investigation from the hotel. I will keep you posted if I learn anything new.

Thanks for your help, Mark. This is obviously a detective that has developed rapport with Ron, whoever that is, and has consulted with him in the past. I'll be mindful to keep my eyes open for any updates to this case. I wonder if it's currently ongoing or if it was ever solved. Unfortunately, all of these papers don't have any sort of recognizable organization.

These certainly aren't in chronological order, and individual files don't seem to be related to others in the same box. Hopefully a pattern will emerge in the future that will shed some light on some of these cases. We'll just have to see. I conducted a brief internet search of the incident at the hotel and it appears it was, in fact, later deemed a homicide.

But I wasn't able to find any indication that a suspect had been apprehended and no reference has been made public about whether the case is still open or not. I also need to determine whether or not Detective Mark Anderson... may still be employed by one of the local law enforcement agencies, but I'm guessing there will be additional information contained within my storage shed about this conspicuous suspect.

As a general announcement, please consider reaching out to me if you have any pertinent information regarding this case, either by social media or email. You can direct message me on Twitter and Instagram at thestoragepapers. You can also email me at the storage papers at gmail.com. You can even leave me a voicemail at anchor.fm slash the storage papers.

Make sure to reference Episode 2, A Conspicuous Suspect, in your subject line. I will be filing any additional information received in a much more organized manner and will provide updates to cases as often as possible on the show. If you believe you've witnessed something truly unexplainable yourself and would like to share your story, I'd be glad to add it to these archives.

You just never know whether or not your testimony could be the vital piece of missing information for any of these cases. So please share via social media so these stories can be told. Thank you so much for listening. I'll be back in two weeks with some more documentation.

Well, that was a delightful first trip. Looks like the tortoise has none the worse for wear sitting in the barn during the summer months. Indeed not, but it seems like the faint signals of the storage papers aren't the only ones. Out here in the quieter portion of the audioverse, I'm seeing another near-silent... yet persistent signal. Really? What is it? Something about Alice.

Well, let's find out. Well, yes, we should get there by next week. Until then, look for the notes on the storage papers and classic Sonic Society releases on sonicsociety.org. Until next week, I'm David Ault. And I'm Jack Ward. Have a productive week, folks.

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