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witness or whatever they might be called wasn't something I was looking forward to. I could already hear the guys down at the bar and grill, chuckling behind my back, leaving napking those until the top of my beer whenever I got up to use the John. But the money, the house, was all I had left. Was it blinding me to real danger? Danger that had it out for all of us. Christ we opened fire on them. Whatever the hell it was. The holes in the artwork might
have vanished, but the bullets were real enough. That's dangerous if everything was. I think I was hoping Hughes would kick us off the project and that way I wouldn't have to master the willpower to pull the plug on the old thing myself. Because honestly, I didn't Don't understand. Hello, Mason. It's good to hear from you. Though I hadn't imagined it would be so soon. Yeah, I didn't think so either, but something sort of come up. I'm intrigued. Tell me all about it.
Well, we ran into something we weren't expecting. And I don't exactly know how to say it other than just bloodening out. We seem to have run into some ghosts. Did I hear that correctly, Mason? Did you say ghosts? Yep, sir. I did. And I sure as hell wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself. Well, I can't say that in the course of my own work, the notion of ghosts hasn't popped up from time to time. And do the others believe similarly that the property is host to the supernatural?
I was the last holdout. I see. And you're certain about all of this, are you? I wish Dale I was, but I saw what I saw. And we're not talking about figures floating around on his sheets either. Phil and Philis says it's not even ghosts, but something demonic. And honestly, even while I was standing, I can't say I disagree. Well, I was confident this case would take some turns, but I confess that I didn't expect ghosts.
So, just to be clear, are you saying these supernatural forces are somehow linked to the missing people? Well, Philis says the stuff in the house is what took the people, but they were sort of... She says it's hard for me to even say it. I can see this isn't easy for you, which makes me all the more inclined to believe you. What does Miss Chambers recommend? She is, after all, a psychic of considerable reputation.
I mean, we all think it might be wise to bring in some more people, like paranormal specialists. Mason, why don't you tell me more about all this from the beginning? Come on, come on, let's go, let's go. I don't know what just happened. I thought I saw a man who was sort of staggering off in the distance, but then it was like he saw me. His movements were very strange. He just closed the distance so fast. I don't know what I saw.
I have no idea it was dark, and then of course there's the fog, which hasn't clearly cleared now. But I also know I heard someone call out for help. They seem to be in pain. I'll have to go over it all in the morning, as I am completely exhausted. Though I'm not looking forward to the dreams, my little excursion is sure to come, Ja. Hmm, that seems to be the end of the day. How'd it tell if that's just been getting spooked by some guy out for a walk or something else?
I wish he'd caught the voice on tape. Given the circumstances, I can't say I wouldn't have made a break for it myself, but you're right, there's nothing telling about any of that. Eh, at least he didn't run into a hyena. Oh, you mentioned that... thing, so casually. I don't think I'll have a peaceful night's sleep ever again. Eh, it's the sunlight, I think. Makes all that stuff seem unreal. Like it never happened. But I haven't been getting much sleep since I saw it either.
So, you want to listen to Side B or wait till we've taken a peek at the farm? Because that's it, up ahead. Well then, why don't we hold off for a bit on the tape and enjoy the sun while we have it, shall we? Let's see this city sustaining farm. Works for me. I think that's the entrance right there. Hmm, it's a fairly sizable place. Well, I suppose it should be if you'd think an entire town as it did. You getting any weird vibes from it?
Not really, but then I didn't sense a thing when what happened last night happened. Is that normal? Things... sneaking past your gift, I mean? Hmm, when I'm not in the lookout for them, sure. For something so... extreme, I am a little surprised but I didn't feel something beforehand. So, um... how often have you been hearing these voices? Almost since the beginning. But you must remember, I'm not at all unaccustomed to hearing them. You're in my habit of believing everything they say.
Are you upset? I didn't say anything earlier. No, nothing like that. I guess I just want to get as much info as I can on all this. If this were an ordinary case, I'd want to bring you in for questioning. So, I'll have my facts straight. Well, Agent Oats, ask me whatever you'd like. I have nothing to hide. Heh heh. Alright. When was the last time you heard one of these voices? And what did it say? Ah, you would have to ask me that, wouldn't you? Hmm... it was right before.
The thing... Hyena came into my room. It seemed to be speaking to me through the radio. It said... if you want to see who I am, just open the door. You mean to tell me it was the Hyena talking to you? I don't know why that should surprise you. It spoke to you in May's too. Yeah, I guess it did, didn't it? And that, uh... moment you had when we showed you the archway that another time you heard the voice? Yes, it's him. Look out Leon, there's something right in front of us. Oh shit.
Oh, I still believe you're looking at the house. I didn't even see it. Looks like a tire. Huh? What's wrong? There's fresh car tracks next to it. Uh, sit tight for a sec. I want to check something. Don't you go far. Not going any farther than right here. What do you see? Be right there. Just want to grab a few picks. Looks like somebody had a flat and stopped at a change to tire. Car tracks came from that way. Must be another road onto the property. Someone was here last night. Looks like.
See, tracks are in fresh mud. The tread's clear as day. Soared the footprints next to them. About a 10, 10 and a half boot. What do you make of it? I suppose not much. This place probably gets more than its share of thrill seekers. The tracks head that way though, around the other side of the house. I don't see any harm in following them, do you? I think I can deal with a normal human being driving a normal, earthly vehicle. Alrighty. Let's see what there is to see.
Looks like they go right up to that barn. Back doors open too. All those must be their cigarette butts, right? Yep. And whoever was driving only started smoking once they got here. Burned through quite a few of them too. Hmm. There's no decent cell service, so they went talking on the phone. Thinking maybe they were nervous about going up to the barn. Footprints leading to the door are real close together, so they weren't any hurry to get in there. Or out of the rain for that matter.
You're not thinking of going in there, are you? We agreed not to do anything unless we were all together. Just gonna peek through the door, that's all. Leon Sebastian Oates, you had best not take one step into that barn. No more than a peek, I promise. What's that you've got there? Sheed a paper from a notebook. Oh, is there anything written on it? Looks like someone was trying to write something but screwed it up and threw it away. Says, a J. I'm sorry.
As you've got the book, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's me. but screwed it up and threw it away. Says... A-J-E-12. Then a bunch of stuff has been crossed out. Given the condition, I'd say it likely belonged to a mysterious visitor. Other than that, nothing stands out in the barn. Just piles of old junk scattered all over the place. Ah, alright, you've had your pig. Now get back here. This man, in route. Ah, now what are you looking at?
Ben said that all the silos were crooked, but they looked pretty straight to me, even after more than 20 years. I mean, things don't generally get more orderly with time. I'm not sure I understand what you're getting at. Oh, I'm not getting it anything, just an observation. Maybe the lighting created some kind of illusion. Could be. Anyway, let's see what else there is to see. Maybe find that other road and then take a closer look at the town.
That's fine with me, but let's find a place to park once we're in town. I could use a walk to straighten out my nerves. Does that suit you, driver? Whatever the lady likes. Excellent. Hey, I'm a back early. Anyone there? Over. Hello? God damn worked with Sting. I'm not going to be here. I'm not going to be here. I'm not going to be here. Hello? God damn worked with Sting. Well, how could that be? Hey, there. Can I help you? Hello. I'm from the county Historical Society and Portafoy.
My name is Samuel Whitlock. All right. You guys have been thinking care of the mansion, right? Indeed, we are. May I come in? Sure. Come on in. I made some roads. Mace. But I'm sure you Zari told you we are. Indeed, Mr. Road. Mace. I know exactly who you are. I got to say, who guys have been doing a great job keeping the mansion up? You can hardly tell the place has been abandoned for 20-some odd years. Have a seat, Mr. Road. With my car. Can I get you some to drink? Why don't you think?
Quapen. Thank you. But no. Nothing to drink. But as for the house. One such as this, built from the ancient trees of the pitch-bought woods, does a fine job of keeping itself. Yeah, I guess. Hey, since you're the expert, where does an income from? Pitchpot. From the stout. Black, culdron that was said to have been used by the witches of Isabelle. Which is really used that sort of stuff, huh? I always thought it was just made up for Halloween, you know?
Like, fire and arm-room steaks, time to be playing the thuds. Oh, no. The Isabelle witches were said to wheel around the big port. Hans joined to form a circle. Mouths full of hexes, eyes, flashing, foxfire. Some of the tales suggest that the order of their awful contra-ations wafted for miles. You see, the brew of apostates has said to help them conjure the spirits. I always hear people say that. Can't you the spirits, but... Nobody ever says what any of that means, like...
What kind of spirits? All sorts. Spirits can take many forms. Frogs, crows, snakes. Hyenas. So, how long have you been working for? Hyenas are especially prized. Mr. Rhodes. They're said to be loved of the devil, and sometimes even takes their sheep. Especially when seeking of very particular souls. One marked for hail. Barks! Barks! What the fuck? How'd I fall asleep? Mace! You in there? Damn it! Come on, pick up. I see your truck out here. Yeah, yeah, I was in a joint. What's up?
Engine light came on while we were in town. I need your mechanical expertise. I'm coming out and taking a look. Maybe you should spend some time in a garage absorbing some proper life skills rather than learning Latin. Heh heh. And what, show you up at yet another thing? Even I'm not that cruel. Smartass. I'm oiled. The Gentlemen from Hell is a mealtopia production. Today's episode was written by Mark Anzolone, and performed by Stephen Zivik, Sam Stark, Aubrey Agerz, and Matt Van Hove.
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