Nov. 20, 2020

Part 5: The Gift

THE GIFT

Static

 

PA system chimes

 

Arthur: [Gasp].... Hello? Are you there? Um.. Friend?

 

New Voice: Well hey to you too friend.

 

Sharp breath in

 

Who is this?

 

Me? I’m your new friend apparently. [Laughter]

 

I’m sorry I- I- I wasn’t um...yes. I mean, hello.

 

Wow you’re all kinds of turned around, aren’t you? You belong here.

 

Here?

 

Here, there, everywhere, nowhere. Anywhere.

 

What do you mean? Where are we? Where are you?

 

Me? Oh, I’m just a little voice inside your head telling you that everything is gonna be alright. [Laughter] Look up. You see the vent in your cell? You and I are side by side I think.

 

Hold on. Cells?

 

Yeah, wow you really are out of it. The locked doors, the padded walls, they didn’t give it away?

 

Padded walls?

 

Jesus Christ. What are you blind, kid?

 

Well…

 

Ah fuck, I’m sorry. Now I sound like a real prick. Let’s start over, shall we? Name’s Adam. Adam Fry.

 

R-Right. And you are?

 

In the cell next to ya, probably. I heard you saying hello and I figured I might as well take you up on the chat.

 

Where are we?

 

You, my fine friend, are in the nuthouse.

 

The what?

 

The looney bin, ya know? Where the crazy folk go when they can’t stop being crazy.

 

Why- I- I… I shouldn’t be here.

 

You and me both.

 

How did I get here?

 

How should I know? All I hear is the freaks drag in a new body for the cell next door, not the hows and whys of it.

 

I- I- I don’t understand.

 

Look, don’t wreck yourself on trying to figure it out, you’ll have a panic attack. Just relax.

 

[Sigh]

 

Mattress creaking. Footsteps.

 

These walls, you said that they’re padded?

 

Yeah.

 

They feel thick, like hide almost.

 

Yeah well, they don’t want us Schizo’s to go throwin’ ourselves against the wall just to escape, you know?

 

Escape?

 

“Shuffle’d off this mortall coile.” Come on, you sound smart, you never read Hamlet?

 

No, no, no, of course I have.

 

Love Shakespeare. The blood, the betrayal, the sex, the violence… it’s one thing you did right.

 

Me?

 

You! The British! [Laughter]

 

Oh, right. Yes, of course.

 

Footsteps

 

This door…

 

Is the only way in or out so you might as well get comfy.

 

Fabric rustling

 

Yes but it feels-

 

Yeah it’s padded as well. You’d be surprised at the amount of nuts that wanna dig out their own ear with a fork.

 

No, no. It feels odd, almost shaped oddly.

 

Eh…

 

What do you mean ‘dig out their own ear’? I still have my hands free.

 

Ah, well you’re lucky then. Some of these psychos get tied up proper. Hands wrapped around their backs.

 

Yeah.. Lucky me. Adam I need-

 

Hey come over here to the vent, on the wall. So I don’t have to shout so much.

 

Footsteps

 

Better?

 

Much better. So, friend, what do you need?

 

Adam I need to leave this place.. I cannot stay here, I have things I need to do-

 

What do you mean? What things?

 

It doesn’t matter, I don’t belong here. I… I don’t think I do at least, I-

 

You think anyone here thinks they belong?

 

Adam I-

 

Wait, you said your hands weren’t tied up?

 

No.

 

Well maybe you could get out.

 

How?

 

There are guards, see…

 

Right.

 

Every so often they pass by, make sure we’re doin’ okay. They check on us through that little slit in the door around eye level. If something is wrong, they’ll come in.

 

And?

 

And they got keys and shit. You could knock one out and-

 

I’m not going to… I’m not going to fight a guard…[sigh].

 

These are no fine people, pal. They’re monsters.

 

Regardless, I’m not going to justify my belonging here by being a villain, I-

 

It’s probably your only bet.

 

Footsteps

 

No. No, not like this.

 

So, what things you gotta do?

 

Hmm?

 

You said you gotta get outta here, you gotta do things.

 

Yes, well, I was trying to piece together something. Something important.

 

What?

 

It doesn’t matter now, I’m…

 

[Angry sigh]

 

Footsteps. Mattress creaking

 

Eh, maybe there’s another way.

 

Yes? Anything!

 

Mattress creaking

 

I’ve been planning my own break out for a while now. I got the pieces where they need to be.

 

That’s wonderful! I-

 

Hold on, take a breath. First we gotta wait for the guards to pass, ya know, do their rounds.

 

Sure!

 

Get somewhere out of sight, maybe behind the door.

 

Alright, yeah.

 

Footsteps. Pause

 

Are they…

 

Shh! They’re coming.

 

Sounds of something slimy moving. Heavy, guttural breathing. Loud bang. Heavy breathing and movement recedes.

 

What on earth was that?

 

What do you mean?

 

Were they-

 

The guards? Yeah.

 

No, but they…

 

Anyways, so I’ve been planning my own way outta here for a while now... If I’m gonna share it with you I wanna know a little bit more about you.

 

What do you mean?

 

Let’s just say if I’m bringing a friend along I want to make sure I’m not bringing someone who should be in here.

 

Uh… Alright.

 

Come back over here.

 

Footsteps

 

What was the last thing you remember?

 

I- I was in a boat... I was bleeding. I was on a lake.

 

That’s it?

 

That’s it.

 

Why were you on the boat?

 

I was escaping someone.

 

Who?

 

A man who was trying to kill me.

 

Where were you going?

 

H-Harper’s Hill, it’s-

 

For what?

 

For answers…

 

Jesus Arthur, I need more than this! Who were you going to get answers from?

 

A girl, named Amanda Cummings, she… wait…

 

The Entity: Amanda Cummings

 

Wait, did I… did I tell you my name?

 

Distorted audio

 

Thank you, Arthur.

 

Wait, what?

 

Sleep well.

 

Crackling sounds, SNAP

 

…………………………………..

 

Heart monitor beeping

 

Breathing

 

[Groan]

 

The Entity: Arthur?

 

[Groan]

 

Arthur! [Sigh] Arthur.

 

Wh… where?

 

Arthur, relax. You’re in the hospital. Just relax, everything is okay.

 

How…?

 

After you passed out on the boat I managed to drag us to a nearby road. As luck would have it, someone saw us and brought us here. You’ve been unresponsive since.

 

Where are...Where are we?

 

I told you.

 

I mean, wh-

 

Oh. We’re in Harper’s Hill.

 

Where is… where is he? He was…

 

Who was? What happened?

 

Something’s wrong. When I was unconscious I was… I was in another world but-

 

Arthur just relax…

 

It was like a dream… everything was real, I could touch it and I could feel it... We need to find Amanda Cummings. We need to find her as soon as possible… before someone else does.

 

Who is looking for her?

 

Adam… this man, or… this thing. I think he was trying to get information from me.

 

Arthur…

 

We need to move. God, I feel so…

 

Arthur.

 

What?

 

We’ve been in a coma for over a month.

 

[Gasp]

 

Arthur?

 

I- I just… I can’t believe it.

 

Believe it. I’ve counted every waking minute.

 

You’ve been awake this entire time?

 

Yes. I’ve been trapped.

 

Well... I’m sorry for that, it must have been terrible.

 

It was. But it also gave me time to… Arthur, I don’t know what’s happened to you. I don’t know why I became bound to you, but… from the Dark World that I thought I would never return from... I escaped, or I was pulled. I’ve been so focused on never returning I haven’t actually thought of how lucky I am to have found you, so… thank you.

 

Well I…

 

Don’t. I just… I needed to say it.

 

Alright then… So where is everyone?

 

You are in a wing of the hospital dedicated to patients like you. It’s not very busy here and besides, it’s the middle of the night, around 2AM.

 

So what have I missed?

 

For one thing they don’t know who you are.

 

No?

 

No. I thought maybe they would piece together the missing driver from the car accident a ways away from here… you’ve been John Doe for the past weeks.

 

Oh.

 

It’s…

 

What?

 

It’s actually interesting.

 

How so?

 

The nurses, one in particular… she comes in to check. She always says “Good Morning, John” and uh… well, I like the sound of it.

 

What do you mean? You want to be called John?

 

It sounds bizarre, I know.

 

No! No, I’m glad I can call you something. In the place that I was, when I tried to call out to you I could only think of “friend”.

 

Yes, about that… What do you mean “place you were”? What happened?

 

When I passed out on the boat, I awoke in a hospital… not like this one, it was- it was a place for insane people, an asylum.

 

A dream?

 

No! I don’t think so… there was a man there, I couldn’t see him, I could only talk to him through the vent in the wall but he sort of befriended me… he wanted information.

 

What information?

 

He wanted to know why we were coming to Harper’s Hill.

 

This is why you said “Amanda Cummings”?

 

Yes. Something is very wrong there, the… the walls, they felt… off; almost like flesh. The door seemed... it was in an odd shape, the guards were otherworldly, I-

 

You said we need to find Amanda as soon as possible, before someone else does?

 

Yes, this- this man, if he was a man… this Adam Fry, he seemed to only need me for her name. We need to get-

 

Sounds of Arthur trying to get up

 

Arthur, relax. You haven’t walked in months.

 

I know, but we need to move.

 

Didn’t you hear me? They don’t know who you are, they’re going to want to know when you wake up.

 

So then we can’t stay here. We need to get out and find Amanda before this ‘Adam’ does.

 

Arthur…

 

No, John, Parker is dead back in Arkham, if they find out who I am it is likely that they will at least take me in for questioning, not to mention everything that happened at Kellin’s… [deep breath] Did you see Kellin die?

 

We moved away as he was bleeding on the dock, but… no.

 

Do you still think he’s-

 

I don’t know. Let’s not think about that. We got out alive and-

 

Wait! What happened to his sister’s head?

 

Arthur, you’re not seriously still-

 

Did you… you left it, didn’t you?

 

Of course I left it Arthur! Besides the fact that I think you’re insane for bringing it, I didn’t think we’d be as likely to be picked up if we were carrying a rotting severed head.

 

What did you do with it?

 

What do you think I did? I left it.

 

In the boat?

 

Yes, in the boat! Which is either washed up on the forest shore where I left it or floating somewhere on the lake.

 

[Sigh]

 

Arthur, I couldn’t have brought it, you must realize that.

 

You’re right. I need to try to sit up and walk.

 

No one checks on us during this time of night, usually only in the morning and before the evening, so we’re good to move around.

 

Sounds of Arthur getting up

 

You gonna try walking?

 

Grunt. Yes, I’m just… stalling.

 

Why do you think this ‘Adam Fry’ is after Amanda?

 

[Sigh] I don’t know, I- I just… He seemed to have all he needed at her name. Just, I don’t know, call it instinct.

 

Alright, well, let's take a second and go over our path that led us here, after all it’s been a month of sitting here for me… could use a refresher.

 

Right, well it’s still fresh in my mind so… You appeared to me when a book from JD Ackerman arrived at my doorstep. Opening the book seemed to have killed my partner, Parker.

 

Well…

 

Let’s just say that, for now. The symbol on the book was one that I had actually seen before, in an abandoned house.

 

One that you had originally went to when looking for a girl who wound up being murdered.

 

Right. But let’s just put a pin in that for now because she was not a lead that we followed up on. Instead we went to the bookstore, which was ransacked. Someone shot at us-

 

And missed.

 

Thankfully. [Grunt]

 

Sound of Arthur standing up

 

Or purposefully…

 

What do you mean?

 

Well whoever shot at us did so at point blank range, and missed.

 

[Grunt] You think it was intentional?

 

I don’t know what to think, all I know is how they fired and ran.

 

Arthur panting and grunting

 

You can do this Arthur. Come on!

 

I feel like my legs are made of string.

 

But you are walking.

 

Yes.

 

Keep moving straight.

 

Footsteps

 

What is this?

 

The sink.

 

Why?

 

You’ve grown quite the beard Arthur.

 

Oh.

 

If you want to get out of here let’s make it difficult for people to recognize you. There’s a razor next to the sink.

 

Right. Um… here?

 

Yes.

 

Alright.

 

Water running, razor tapping against the sink

 

Uh… is this high enough?

 

Yeah, start there.

 

Sounds of shaving

 

So, at the bookstore, JD Ackerman, the owner, was not there but we did find an index card for one ‘Roland Cummings’ that had our address on it, leading us to believe-

 

That he meant to send the book, our book, to someone else. A man named Roland.

 

Right. Then we went to the house-

 

Where we found the symbol and the cavernous basement, in which we found corpses and a ritualistic altar. To you it looked like a gateway.

 

When we looked at the newspaper records about the house we found that two girls were seen wandering from the house, and one of them was Amanda Cummings.

 

Roland’s daughter.

 

A connection too strong to mistake as coincidence.

 

And the other girl?

 

 We have no idea about. Hopefully Amanda can shed some light on it.

 

Right. Then...

 

When we went to the Cummings’ last known address a neighbour told us that she moved up to Harper’s Hill.

 

With some family…

 

So the neighbour says.

 

So, Amanda should be able to tell us what happened at the house, which should give us insight into the symbol where you came from, her father… really she is the missing piece of this puzzle.

 

There, you look much better.

 

Yes?

 

Yes. For not being able to see I have to say you did a bang up job.

 

Thank you.

 

So what now?

 

Well, we need to get out of here. Quietly. There’s no sense in making this more difficult for us. Where are my clothes?

 

They put them in a drawer on the far side of this room.

 

[Sigh]

 

Grunting and footsteps

 

There.

 

Drawer opening

 

Look’s like they’ve cleaned them too.

 

Brilliant.

 

Drawer shuts

 

Take your time.

 

Clothes rustling, belt buckle clinks

 

So assuming we can get out of here quietly, what’s the next step?

 

Footsteps

 

We find Amanda.

 

How?

 

Well… actually we might be in the best place for that…

 

Why?

 

Well, she’s lived in Harper’s Hill, at least for a few years now, possible they would have a record of her here, or even more likely that they would have an address.

 

Well then… a records room?

 

Exactly.

 

Footsteps

 

Alright.

 

Arthur you look like your old self. A thinner, paler, more gaunt version… but that’ll pass I’m sure.

 

[Chuckle] okay. Any idea of the layout of this place?

 

None.

 

Well, let’s get back on that bicycle.

 

Door opens

 

The left. The right looks like a dead end after more rooms. There’s a nurses station up ahead but it’s empty right now.

 

Footsteps

 

Wait! There’s a map on the wall.

 

Excellent!

 

Footsteps

 

Stop here… Luck has our number,  looks like it’s on this floor. Continue down the hall, past the break room.

 

Footsteps

 

So when we find Amanda, what then?

 

[Grunt] What do you mean?

 

Do you tell her what’s going on or do you play coy? We both know how bad you are at lying.

 

Right, well I suppose we play it by ear… maybe honesty is the best policy at this point.

 

Stop.

 

What?

 

The break room.

 

Radio playing faintly

 

I hear someone, they’re listening to a radio. Crouch down, let’s crawl beneath the window on the door.

 

Of course. I’m still getting my legs back to form.

 

Arthur grunting, crawling

 

You’re clear.

 

[Sigh] Ah.... It’s like learning to walk again.

 

Alright we’re here.

 

Doorknob rattling

 

Locked.

 

Of course.

 

Well, what now?

 

Well, that break room had someone in it, we can try to steal a set of keys or…

 

Or what?

 

Or we could force the door open.

 

You mean with my shoulder?

 

Yes, or we can try to find an object in the storage closet, like a pry bar. I saw it on the map as well.

 

[Wry chuckle] At least we have options.

 

Some options are better than others.

 

[Sigh] Yes, I agree. Let’s just see if we can’t find a set of keys.

 

Good, head back to the breakroom.

 

Footsteps

 

Just, peek around the doorway. There’s a window on it, let me get a good look inside.

 

Radio playing

 

There’s someone in there but they look asleep.

 

You think they have a key?

 

I don’t know, look again… Definitely. What’s more is that it’s not even on them, it’s on the table inside.

 

Brilliant!

 

Door opening

 

Slowly now… They’re just to your left, on a couch, their back is to us.

 

Snoring, light footsteps

 

The key is on the table ahead of you. Slowly… stop! … Okay, go… alright stop, you’re at the table. Reach up, a little higher. Arthur we have one shot at this… yes… yes… yes! Right there!

 

Static, radio cuts out and begins to play Some Call it Madness

 

Move! Quickly, they’re waking up!

Keys jingling, radio cuts back to previous music, door closes.

 

Okay, just wait… now look back in… They’re back asleep.

 

What the hell was that?

 

I don’t know. Let’s just move.

 

Footsteps, door being unlocked and opened

 

Alright, A-C, first cabinet on the right.

 

Drawer opening, papers rustling

 

No… No. There, C. Keep going… Cummings! Stop, there.

 

Amanda?

 

Yes, there. The second one.

 

This one?

 

Yes.

 

[Sigh]

 

Ah, yes, the address.

 

What was she last in for?

 

Wait.

 

What?

 

Arthur… this… this is an autopsy request.

 

What?

 

Arthur, she’s dead.

 

How? When?

 

Just a few days ago.

 

Fuck!

 

Sound of Arthur kicking the drawer

 

Look-

 

God Damn it.

 

We have her address, maybe she’s left something…

 

Is she… still in the morgue?

 

Yes.

 

We should go.

 

Why?

 

Because we can find out how she died… maybe, I don’t know, I-

 

I suppose since we’re in the hospital anyway.

 

Footsteps, door opening

 

Safe to assume the morgue is in the basement?

 

Yes.

 

Let’s move.

 

I think I saw a stairwell at the far end of the corridor.

 

Alright.

 

Door opens, closes

 

Arthur when we talked about what had happened to us earlier… I noticed you… neglected to mention a few parts.

 

[Laboured breathing] Such as?

 

Well, you ran through everything that happened but failed to mention Eddie.

 

The maintenance man? What about him?

 

You… you don’t remember?

 

Remember what?

 

You drew your gun on him Arthur. You shot him. You killed him... Do you not remember?

 

No, I… I do, I just…

 

Rather not think about it?

 

Yes, and uh… it’s difficult, I… I relied so much on images to recall things, I suppose… or maybe I just didn’t want to remember. Maybe I wanted to block that out.

 

I recognize why you want to forget something-

 

Right.

 

But it’s important to remember that Eddie is a big reason why we need to keep a low profile.

 

I know.

 

Since the police back in Arkham found your partner, it won’t take much to connect him, your office, and the body of Eddie all to you. After all we left him in your apartment’s storage locker in the basement. This is why we need to be smart. This is why we need to move under the radar.

 

Right, but also it’s been a month.

 

Out here. Back in Arkham who knows how large the manhunt has gotten, and I have no doubt we’ll need to return to the city soon enough.

 

No, you’re right.

 

Anyway, I just wanted to make sure that we haven’t forgotten anything.

 

I haven’t.

 

I have been thinking about Eddie’s death during this time.

 

Why?

 

 

Well it’s when I gained control of this arm.

 

Yes.

 

I’m sure you and I have been thinking a similar thing…

 

Why haven’t you gained more control over me?

 

Especially being that you were out of commission for a month.

 

I don’t know.

 

I’ve been pondering on it, and it may have something to do with the situation itself.

 

[Strained grunt] What do you mean?

 

In that moment, you experienced something that most people don’t, something that pushed the boundaries of your sanity.

 

And you think that’s why you grabbed a hold?

 

I don’t know. We’ll have to wait until your mind is pushed to the brink once again I suppose… We’re here. Bottom floor.

 

Door opens, closes

 

Amanda’s death…

 

Couldn’t have been an accident.

 

Do you think that thing, that man you met while dreaming-

 

I don’t know. Yes, possibly.

 

There’s a set of double doors on your right, down the hall.

 

Footsteps

 

You’ll have to peek in, there are no windows.

 

Door creaks open

 

Looks empty.

 

Door creaks shut

 

This is clearly where they store the cadavers, there’s a wall of drawers for the bodies.

 

Lights flickering

 

Do they have-

 

Names? Yes. Follow the wall… Here, stop… So now what?

 

I don’t know. We came all this way to find Amanda, I suppose we should take a look.

 

Alright.

 

Screeching metal, drawer rolls open.

 

[Sharp inhale] Well?

 

You’ll have to open it, there’s a bag zippered over her face.

 

Right.

 

Zipper being opened

 

You’ll have to open the bag a bit more Arthur.

 

Okay…

 

Plastic rustling, eldritch scream, You Call it Madness is heard, slightly distorted.

 

Jesus!

 

What the fuck was that!?

 

You heard that too?

 

Heard!? I saw something!

 

What? What do you mean?

 

You… you accidentally brushed your knuckles over her skin when you opened the bag-

 

What?

 

And when you did I- I saw something.

 

How?

 

I think... maybe the moments leading up to her death. I don’t know Arthur, this isn’t…

 

When I woke up from that world, that dream land, I felt… maybe a bit different, more… aware.

 

That doesn’t quite explain what the fuck just happened.

 

No, it doesn’t, but clearly something happened to me, to us. It happened after I awoke… [sigh]... so…

 

So what? Do not touch her again.

 

Why? You said that we could see her up to the moments of her death!

 

Arthur, these are powers beyond our comprehension.

 

But we have no leads!

 

We have her house, her diaries, her life. We have plenty of ways to find out more about her.

 

Or… or we could touch her and find out exactly how she died.

 

At what cost?

 

What do you mean?

 

Do you think this will leave us unscarred? Arthur you went to a place while you were in a coma and came back… different. Do you not understand that these things carry a heavy toll? Nothing is free. What does seeing this take from us?

 

I- I don’t know, but if we can see what happened we need to do it, for Amanda’s sake.

 

For Amanda?

 

Yes.

 

Or for your sake, Arthur?

 

What do you mean?

 

You feel guilty.

 

I… [sigh] yes. Yes, I suppose so.

 

Well then, let’s get on with it.

 

Are you ready?

 

I suppose.

 

Here we go.

 

Eldritch scream

 

[Panting] I- I see Amanda, she’s in an apartment, a small bedroom. She’s tucking something away, something… a book, a diary. I don’t know but she’s putting it under her mattress. She’s nervously looking at the door, she’s… she’s walking across the room. There’s a man. He’s-

 

What does he look like?

 

I don’t know, Arthur. He’s… he has long features, a worn smile, deep lines in his… he’s stepping inside. She’s frightened. He’s reaching out with his hand, his fingers are long and he’s… Jesus Christ!

 

What?!

 

His fingers, they’re long and thin, driving themselves into her neck and face, bending into her fletch, forming as one…

 

What?! How?

 

His hand is sliding into her, it’s as if he’s devouring her body, absorbing it.

 

I don’t…

 

Arthur…

 

What?

 

He’s looking at me. He sees us Arthur!

 

How is that possible?

 

Arthur. Arthur! [Pained groan] What is that? WHAT IS THAT?

 

Static noise, breaking glass, Arthur and John panting.

 

What the fuck happened?

 

I don’t know Arthur. I- He… It saw me.

 

How? That doesn’t make any sense.

 

I don’t know either, I just… I could feel his gaze, looking through me. Looking through us.

 

[Sigh] You said ‘it’.

 

I don’t know. I don’t know what it was but it wasn’t human. It’s… he’s something else. The way he drove his fingers into Amanda’s skin like they were nothing, as if she were made of clay…

 

Why did all the lights break?

 

I don’t know.

 

Are there…?

 

Everything’s down, the fridge has stopped.

 

Glass crunching, Arthur getting to his feet

 

Jesus… were you her? Were you watching her? Were you looking through her eyes? How did it all look?

 

[Sigh] It was as if we were watching a scene play out, as if witness to a crime. A third party floating around it… until his eyes met ours. Arthur this is bad, it was like stepping through a doorway.

 

Yes, like my dream was.

 

Except…

 

What?

 

I got the feeling that… that he couldn’t pass through.

 

Well that’s good.

 

No, it’s not. It’s almost as if he wanted us there, as if he wanted us to think he was showing us something. He…

 

Wait, hold on. What do you mean?

 

This didn’t feel like we saw something he didn’t want us to, it felt like… it felt like he tricked us.

 

For what purpose?

 

I don’t know.

 

You said he couldn’t pass through?

 

No. But he wanted to.

 

Well, I suppose that’s as much as we’re going to find out.

 

Arthur don’t you understand? We fucked up.

 

How?

 

That wasn’t- He wanted us to touch her. He wanted to see us. He wanted to connect our worlds again.

 

Why? You said he can’t come through. As far as I’m concerned, as long as he’s on that side and we’re on this side then we’re-

 

Growling

 

Arthur!

 

(Whispering) What was that?

 

Glass crunching, another growl

 

Where did that come from? Is Amanda still there?

 

Glass crunching

 

Yes.

 

He can’t come through.

 

No…

 

But?

 

But maybe other things can.

 

Growling, glass crunching

 

W-what do you see?

 

Nothing. It’s pitch black in here, all the lights shattered when we broke contact.

 

Let’s- Let’s just take it slow, let’s just follow the wall to the exit.

 

Glass crunches, louder growl

 

Watch it!

 

Object clatters, another growl

 

Sorry.

 

I see light leaking through the crack in the door, you’re almost there.

 

Yes… is it… is it moving closer?

 

Arthur, just move quietly.

 

What if it can see in the dark?

 

Arthur, MOVE!

 

Loud snarling

 

Arthur move! Move!

 

Door being thrown open, footsteps running, loud snarling, sounds of a chase

 

Snarling fades, another door opens, Arthur panting

 

Arthur, find something to lock the door!

 

Footsteps, clanging

 

We need to move, NOW!

 

Agreed. We need to leave this place.

 

John breathing heavily

 

Put that beam against the door.

 

Do you think it follo-

 

Thud, loud snarling

 

Fuck! Let’s get the fuck out of here.

 

You want to just leave this thing here?

 

I’m barely standing at this point John. I’ve just been in a coma for a month. We need to leave this place.

 

You’re right. Where are we heading?

 

Up, and then out.

 

Amanda’s?

 

Yes, unless…

 

Unless what?

 

Unless we don’t have a choice

 

Crashing, creature roars

 

Arthur, it broke into the stairwell! It’s coming up the stairs.

 

Creature roars again

 

We need to hide, now!

 

Thudding footsteps

 

There’s a door, it’s the floor just above the basement.

 

Where?

 

To your right, go!

 

Door opens, closes

 

Does the door lock?

 

Yes!

 

Lock clicks, Arthur panting

 

What are we looking at?

 

Offices. There’s a long hallway leading down between the doors leading off. It seems like no one is here.

 

Is there anywhere we can presumably-

 

Crashing, loud thud

 

Oh! God Damn! Is there anywhere we can hide?

 

Yes, through one of those doors, or maybe-

 

Crashing, wood splintering

 

It’s breaking through, Arthur!

 

Oh, God. Where can I-?

 

Down the hall! Move!

 

Running footsteps

 

There’s a desk here, see if you can get behind it. Quickly!

 

Door shatters, creature growls

 

Thudding footsteps, sounds of the creature searching

 

Arthur, it’s got it’s back to you.

 

Is there another exit?

 

Nothing that I can see…

 

Did we just trap ourselves in here with it?

 

I don’t know, Arthur.

 

Can you… can we get a look at it?

 

If you move, very carefully so I can look around the corner of the desk.

 

Alright

 

Arthur shifting

 

Jesus Christ!

 

What?

 

I- I’m not even sure how to… it looks like foulness.

 

Creature snarls

 

It moves like an animal, like a dog, but it’s large. It’s… it’s skin doesn’t look organic, but rather… I can’t, Arthur.

 

Just stop, let’s not…

 

Arthur shifts back

 

Arthur it was like a hound only without features, save the sharp fangs. It had a mouth full of them. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like that.

 

How did it materialize?

 

I have no idea. It seemed to just appear out of the corner in the basement, as if it… as if it entered our world.

 

Was there anything else?

 

I couldn’t tell in the darkness.

 

We need to get out of here.

 

No. We need to stop it.

 

What?!

 

Arthur this thing, it’s not going to stop hunting us. It’s going to find us no matter what.

 

Well…

 

Well, we need to stop it.

 

I don’t see how we can…

 

I don’t know either, but we need to move.

 

Is there a-

 

Wait…

 

Running footsteps getting closer

 

Run!

 

Crashing, creature snarling

 

Quickly! Arthur, there’s a chute on the wall for laundry!

 

Arthur running, grunting, sounds of falling down the chute

 

[Pained groan] God Damn. Ah… Where are we?

 

In the basement, again.

 

Damn.

 

This looks like the boiler room.\

 

Is it coming down? Would it fit in-

 

Metal creaking and scraping, creature whines

 

I think it’s coming down, Arthur.

 

Oh, fuck! We need to…

 

Wait!

 

What?

 

There’s a large machine here in the centre of the room.

 

Yes, I can feel the heat, it- is it a furnace or?

 

No. It has a large door on it.

 

An incinerator.

 

I think so.

 

This… this is it! This is how we kill it.

 

How?

 

We lure it towards us… at the last second, I dive out of the way.

 

Should we test it first?

 

No time! Where is it?

 

Move forward.

 

I feel it, it’s already warm.

 

There are buttons on the side, I-

 

Creature whines again

 

Okay, which one is which?

 

There’s a large red button on the top…

 

Right.

 

Yes that one!

 

The door, Arthur, it’s coming!

 

Door being dragged open

 

I can feel the heat.

 

You’ll need to stand in front and wait for me to tell you to dive.

 

To- to the right, or?

 

Thudding footsteps

 

I see it Arthur, it’s… Jesus, it’s…

 

Growling

 

Just… just hold.

 

Footsteps come closer

 

Just wait… A little more…

 

(Quietly) John?

 

A little more…

 

John!

 

Now! Dive!

 

Creature roars, loud thud, alarm sounds as Arthur pressed the button

 

Hissing sound, creature screams as flames consume it

 

Arthur walks over, panting.

 

Is it gone?

 

Yes, I think so.

 

Footsteps

 

We need to get out of here.

 

Yes. Whatever saw us when we touched Amanda’s corpse knows we’re here, so we need to move.

 

Where is the way out?

 

Around the back of the incinerator I think.

 

Footsteps

 

Wait.

 

What?

 

There are some boxes here.

 

Of?

 

I don’t know. Things. Belongings,  I think.

 

Like a lost and found?

 

I don’t know, take a look.

 

Why?

 

Arthur, you have no money, no ID. We have literally nothing and miles to go before I sleep.

 

What?

 

It means we have a long way to go-

 

No, it’s a poem. By Robert Frost, I-

 

Oh.

 

Alright.

 

Footsteps, boxes shifting.

 

What’s in here?

 

Nothing of use, a belt, a hat… wait… I think there’s something in the lining of the hat.

 

Fabric ripping

 

There’s money in here!

 

Oh, how much?

 

Arthur, there’s at least a couple hundred dollars.

 

[Gasp] Well that makes things easier at least.

 

Footsteps

 

So, where to now?

 

Well, I suppose we should head to Amanda’s.

 

Or…

 

Or what?

 

Or we could stop off somewhere and get you a gun. Arthur, we now know that someone or something is hunting us. We need to be prepared.

 

Static

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Transcribed by Eggsy39, thank you so much for their time and commitment to making this all possible.