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CONTENT WARNING: Paranoia, discussions of drowning, coughing and choking sound effects, some disturbing imagery, and loud noises including screams.

11052019a: On their way back to Agate Shore, Sam and Maria stop at Santa Lucia State Park to stretch their legs, trying to prepare for the ordeal to come…

Starring Airen Neeley Chaconas as Anna Sheridan, Trevor Van WInkle as Sam Bailey, Amitola Lomas as Maria Sol, and Leslie Redman as Molly Davis, with original music by Jesse Haugen and additional sound recording by Maurice Cooper. Written by Trevor Van Winkle and produced by Virginia Spotts and Trevor Van Winkle, and made possible by our supporters at Patreon.com/homesteadcorner and ko-fi.com/homesteadcorner

For more information, additional content, and episode transcript, visit thesheridantapes.com

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CONTENT WARNING: Paranoia, discussions of drowning, coughing and choking sound effects, some disturbing imagery, and loud noises including screams.

Cold Open

[Silence]

[The sea on a cold, foggy night – wind muffled over quiet waves too far from the shore to break]

[An albatross calls out]

[Slowly, the waves begin to roll against the side of a weary old sailing ship as it passes by]

[Other sea birds call out as Anna speaks]

ANNA SHERIDAN (reading from her own book)

The moon hung low and heavy over an unquiet sea that night. The fog, thick as smoke, wrapped the many- masted ship in a curtain of ghostly white as it sat, motionless, upon the gentle waves. Not a word or a cough or the sound of a breath could be heard from anywhere onboard, so perfect was the silence. Had another vessel happened upon them in the dark, they might have thought it a ghost ship, wreathed in mist and stripped of sails. But no – the man who walked the quarter deck with a lantern [boards creaking as someone walks] at his side was no spirit. The veteran sailor [bell rings] in the crow’s nest was no undead soul or specter of ill-omen. The captain… Well. He had his own ghosts to make peace with, but he himself was still alive. For now.

The wind began to turn. The man on the quarter-deck – a Scotsman by birth and a landsman by rank, still unsteady on his sea-legs – was the first to feel its touch. It was colder than the stagnant air that wrapped itself around the ship before, sharp and dry as a winter morning. He stirred, [ship boards creak] raising his lantern as if looking for the source of the wind. Of course he saw nothing through the fog, as he’d seen nothing all night, and so he returned to his patrol. [ship boards creak]

The man in the crow’s nest felt it moments later – a stirring of air that crept down the back of his neck like the breath of some unseen creature. He was a Londoner, a bosun who’d spent most of his life on the sea and knew every [ropes creak] board and nail of this ship like a part of his own body. He was a reasonable, sober- minded fellow with a disdain for the fear and superstition of his fellow sailors. Yet even so, when he felt that chill wind run down his spine like the icy fingers of death, he shivered deeper than the cold should have warranted and clutched the small wooden cross he’d carved from a piece of the Tiger’s hull, reciting a wordless prayer older than his civilization.

The captain felt it last and least of all, wrapped as he was in his heavy woolen coat and all the privilege of command. There was little that happened on his ship that really touched him anymore, and that suited him just fine. His mind dwelt instead on the strange man below deck and the strange tale he’d spent the night spinning for the captain. None of it could be true, of course – he spoke of ghosts and sea witches and the lost city of gold, things no sane man would ever accept or dwell on. [a booming noise in the distance] But even so, they disturbed him in a way he could not easily describe. So when the cry of “Sail ahoy!” [a voice echoes in the background] rose sudden and ragged from the crow’s nest, he was as surprised as any aboard to see another ship emerging from the fog, shining white in the light of a full moon.

The only person not caught wholly unprepared was already [footsteps on stairs] racing up from the captain’s quarters, calling out in warning for them to fly, [a yell echoes] to abandon these dark and haunted waters with all speed which sail and oar could provide. That call caught in his throat when he saw the ship sailing towards them: doubtless the very same that had destroyed his own vessel only a few days before.

Only, he had seen that ship [a booming explosion echoes] burst like a firework as a cannonball struck its powder keg, catching fire as it sank below the waves.

He rushed to the landsman, demanding to know where the captain [a desperate voice echoes] was. When he made no reply, he turned to see the captain at the wheel, calling out orders and desperately trying to steer his ship from the path of the oncoming vessel. [a desperate voice echoes] Barrett rushed to him, screaming and fearful for what he knew was to come: the fate that befell his crew when the Fata Morgana first appeared. The captain did not turn to him, nor give any sign that he’d heard his panicked words, [a commanding voice echoes] only shouting another order to the bleary-eyed sailors below.

[a dark voice echoes] “Don’t you get it, Barrett?” said a voice from behind, full of amusement and well-deserved contempt. [the voices echo in the background continuously] “They can’t see either of us. Not unless I want them to. You’re like me and that ship on the horizon: a lure.” “Stop this,” Barrett demanded, turning to face her, “Stop this now! None of these men deserve to die!” “And I did?” the thing that was once Anne Bonny replied, eyebrow raised. “Absolutely,” spat Barrett. “Even when I was lying asleep, no threat to you and willing to help you escape? A good person, as you put it?”

Barrett fell silent as the first rumors of cannon fire [echoes of cannons] began to drift over the water like distant thunder. [the threatening voice echoes] “There is one truth, Eli Barrett, and one alone,” spoke Anne as the sea around the ship began to bubble and churn [dark rumbling] with the movement of some unknowably vast creature beneath the waves, “We all get what’s coming to us. It just takes a little longer to catch up with some people.” “I don’t want to die,” said Barrett, color draining from his face, “I’m not ready.” “Really?” answered Bonny, a wicked smile forming on her lips, “Well, in that case…”

She leaned in, close enough that Barrett should have felt the warmth of her breath on his face. Instead, he felt only the wind that cut through the fog, cold and inhuman as the stormfront. His heart hammered [heart thumping] in his throat as it tried to tear out of his chest and escape this nightmare of his own making. Oh god oh god, the tatters of his mind began to scream – What have I done?

Anne smiled, then whispered: [cassette noises, the voice returns] “What would you do, to save yourself?”

[Click]

Main Theme

Recording Begins

[Cassette noises]

[Static fades away]

[A quiet morning beneath the pines, a handful of birds chirping]

SAM BAILEY 

I can’t believe I didn’t spend more time out here when I was in Oslow… The park is less than an hour away from the station. Probably would have done me some good to get out here – not much, but a little. Although… If it’s half as haunted as Anna thought, then maybe that wouldn’t have been such a good idea. I didn’t feel anything strange when I stayed here with Allen, but I was still pretty deep in denial about this stuff back then. I was still convinced I’d imagined everything that happened with the lake, so there’s no way I would have accepted the idea of ghosts in Santa Lucia State Park. Just blame it on infrasound and other people being idiots, and don’t even think about the other possibility. Just keeps things simpler that way.

[Sam chuckles as he walks]

I know I probably shouldn’t be wandering away from the van like this, but after six months in the mountains, I’m not used to sitting down for long car rides. My legs were starting to cramp, and I definitely needed a hike. Besides, it’s barely seven o’clock, and I doubt anyone else will be out on the trail this early. I mean, we stopped at the trailhead because there’s no one here. And no electronic surveillance, either. So long as we don’t do anything exceptionally stupid, we’ll be fine.

[Sam walks for a bit farther, then pauses at a small rise. After a moment, he sighs]

That being said, it would be nice to stay here a bit longer. Really get a feel for this place. Either I’m getting closer to figuring out my connection to the lake, or this place really is a major supernatural hotspot. I can almost see the wall between the worlds pressing in on me here. Though it’s way too thin to actually call it a wall. It feels like if I just pushed on it in the right way, [static slightly increases] I could easily open a door out of this place. I don’t know where to exactly, though. Maybe that cave Anna talked about on that first tape? Or maybe somewhere else entirely. I don’t know.

It doesn’t feel quite like Anna described it on her tape, but then again, it’s been a while since I listened to it. A lot has changed since that –

[Someone steps through the bushes ahead of Sam, and he cuts off mid-sentence, surprised by the sight of another human being]

MOLLY DAVIS 

Oh! Well hello there!

SAM BAILEY

Um… uh… Good morning.

MOLLY DAVIS

You coming or going?

SAM BAILEY 

I… What?

MOLLY DAVIS 

Hiking into the park, or out of it?

SAM BAILEY 

Oh, uh… in. We – I just pulled off at the trailhead to stretch my legs.

MOLLY DAVIS

Well, you picked a good morning for it – – it’s been freezing the last couple days, but it’s beautiful right now. You can see clear out to Oslow if you get on top of the ridge over there… If you’re up for a longer hike, that is.

SAM BAILEY

That sounds, uh… That sounds nice. 

[Awkward silence]

SAM BAILEY 

Do you, uh – work for the park?

MOLLY DAVIS

Nah, I’m with the Forest Service. LEO Molly Davis. There’s a lot of connections to the backcountry that run through the park, so I’m usually out here keeping an eye on ’em. Checking permits, making sure people douse their fires, that sort of thing.

SAM BAILEY

Oh. That’s… Sounds nice.

MOLLY DAVIS

Sure as hell beats an office job. Used to work for OCPD, but it all just turned into paperwork before too long. At least here, I get to go hiking between filling out forms.

SAM BAILEY 

Right… Yeah. Do you have to deal with Oslow PD much, working out here?

MOLLY DAVIS 

Uh, sometimes. We don’t really have the resources to cover the whole park.

You okay there, buddy? You’re looking a little pale.

SAM BAILEY 

I’m, uh… I’m fine. 

I think I’d better get back… I have somewhere I need to –

MOLLY DAVIS 

Wait a minute. Don’t I know you from somewhere?

SAM BAILEY 

Uh… I don’t think so. I think I just have one of those faces, you know? That’s what people tell me – well, some people, but still, it’s kind of –

MOLLY DAVIS 

I swear I recognize you from somewhere – are you local, or just visiting?

SAM BAILEY

Just – visiting, just visiting. Passing through.

MOLLY DAVIS

Where are you headed?

SAM BAILEY 

Uh – Colorado Springs, I’ve got some friends up there I’m visiting – – you know, haven’t seen them since college, and –

MOLLY DAVIS 

God, it’s just the beard that’s throwing me – I’d swear I’ve seen you somewhere before… Somewhere around the ranger’s station, I think…

SAM BAILEY 

No, really, it’s not – I’m probably not –

MOLLY DAVIS 

Holy shit. You’re Samuel Bailey.

SAM BAILEY 

Uh… Who?

[Molly draws her pistol, aiming it at Sam]

MOLLY DAVIS

Don’t move.

SAM BAILEY 

Whoa, whoa, what the hell did I do?

MOLLY DAVIS 

Stop playing dumb. There’s still an APB out for you. I know exactly who you are.

SAM BAILEY 

It’s not – look, uh…

MOLLY DAVIS

Molly?

SAM BAILEY 

Molly, this isn’t – this what you think it is. I’m not a criminal.

MOLLY DAVIS 

Sure you’re not.

SAM BAILEY

Listen, I know what you’ve probably heard about me. But trust me when I say I didn’t have a choice when I ran. There’s more at play in Oslow than anyone knows, and Morrison is not who people think he is.

MOLLY DAVIS 

What are you talking about?

SAM BAILEY 

Morrison. He has some kind of agenda – I don’t know what it is yet, but he’s willing to kill people for it. You don’t like OCPD? Neither do I. And you don’t know the half of what’s going on there. It’s rotten all the way to the core, and they’re about to do something… Big. Dangerous.

MOLLY DAVIS 

What do you mean, “dangerous?” What kind of danger?

SAM BAILEY 

I don’t quite know what it is yet, but I’m trying to stop it. I can explain everything if you just give me a few minutes – please just put the gun down first, okay?

[A long, tense pause – then the high-pitched beep of her radio]

MOLLY DAVIS 

LEO Davis to HQ, come in.

SAM BAILEY 

Wait, wait!

FOREST SERVICE DISPATCHER 

HQ to Davis, we copy.

[Static rises on the tape]

SAM BAILEY

Molly, please don’t do this –

MOLLY DAVIS 

HQ, I have a –

SAM BAILEY 

NO!

[On the last word, there’s a sudden horrible ripping sound, like the world is being torn apart around Molly. She screams, her voice distorting and looping in on itself before – It cuts out] 

[Reality snaps back to normal. Sam is breathing hard]

SAM BAILEY 

Oh god… What have I done?

[Static slowly fades back to normal]

[Sam turns and hurries back down the trail]

SAM BAILEY 

It’s – It’s okay. She’s probably fine. She… She was probably just pulled into that cave Anna found. If she can find her way out, she’ll be fine. She’ll be fine. I think. I hope. And now nobody knows I’m here, so… We’re okay. We’re still okay.

[The sounds of the forest fade slightly as Sam rounds the last corner]

[The sounds of the highway pick back up]

[Maria paces back and forth in front of the van, stopping when she sees Sam approaching]

MARIA SOL 

What the hell are you doing, Sam?

SAM BAILEY 

What?

MARIA SOL

I said I was only going to be a second, why did you – What’s wrong?

SAM BAILEY 

W – What do you mean?

MARIA SOL

Jesus Sam, I can literally see you shaking. Did someone see you out there?

SAM BAILEY 

Uh… Not really, it’s just, uh… It’s this place. There’s a presence here that I didn’t anticipate. I can feel it watching us.

MARIA SOL 

Are you sure? I don’t feel anything.

SAM BAILEY 

Trust me, I’ve spent the last six months learning how to sense these things. We need to go.

MARIA SOL

Are you sure you didn’t see anyone else –

SAM BAILEY

Look, why would I lie about this? Nobody knows we’re here. Nobody knows where we’re going. And we need to get to Agate Shore as soon as possible.

[A moment’s silence as Maria decides whether or not to push it]

MARIA SOL

Alright, if you say so. Come on – I want to get past Oslow before the roads get busy.

[She opens her van door]

[Click]

[Silence]

[Click]

[The waves lap against a shore in the near distance. The wind blows through the thick foliage that’s overgrown the buildings]

[Footsteps]

SAM BAILEY

(cuts in slightly as he starts recording)

Okay, okay, I’ll start the recorder – I don’t know how much time we have left on this tape though.

MARIA SOL

How much tape I have left, you mean. Pretty sure that’s my recorder you’ve been using.

SAM BAILEY 

Oh. Uh…

[shuffling as he looks at it]

I guess it is. Sorry, I – I guess I’m just not used to having other people around anymore.

MARIA SOL 

It’s fine, it – doesn’t matter. Just keep rolling in case this goes sideways.

SAM BAILEY 

It won’t. Trust me.

MARIA SOL 

You’re saying that a lot today. It doesn’t inspire as much confidence as you think it does.

SAM BAILEY 

I’ve done this before, and that was with the Echo trying to kill me and half the police force hunting me down. It’s going to work. I just feel it.

[Maria and Sam walk for a few seconds in silence]

MARIA SOL 

How does it work?

SAM BAILEY 

How does what work?

MARIA SOL

Your… “connection” to this place.

SAM BAILEY 

Well, it’s, uh… It’s kind of hard to put into words, precisely?

A lot of it works on… Intuition. Emotion. Instinct. Sometimes it’s just a feeling that doesn’t seem like it’s coming from inside me, other times it’s the sound of waves blaring inside my head. And on special occasions, it pulls me into a completely different place and leaves me to find my own way out. There isn’t a whole lot of consistency to it, honestly.

MARIA SOL 

So what do you know about it? Anything solid?

SAM BAILEY

Sort of. Most of it came from Morrison and the Echo, so I’d take it with a grain of salt, but… So far, everything I’ve seen and felt has confirmed it. Basically, whatever’s in the lake made a copy of me when I… when I answered its questions. Made an exact replica of who I was back then, and pushed it back into the real world to create… me. I aged and developed mostly like I would normally, until the lake needed someone to restore it. It didn’t act on me until I was back in Agate Shore again, but… I’ve always been linked to it. And I can always feel it, no matter where I am.

MARIA SOL

What do you feel now? Anything helpful?

SAM BAILEY

Uh… Well… It’s a bit…

[He stops, considering]

It’s quieter than usual. Almost peaceful. And underneath is it a feeling like – like what you get after you eat a big meal, honestly.

MARIA SOL

Like you want to throw up?

SAM BAILEY

[He laughs]

Sated. Content. I think the Echo was more than enough to satisfy it for a long time to come.

MARIA SOL 

So… you think we’re safe?

SAM BAILEY

As safe as we can be. Safer than it was the last time I was here, at least. Back then, it was all just… Ruins and mildew. Now… The police station finally collapsed, for a start. And everything that’s left is… Well –

MARIA SOL

A jungle? I’m guessing all the greenery is new.

SAM BAILEY

Yeah. Except for those maple trees over there – I guess they survived the flood after all. But everything else… I don’t even think half of these species are native to Agate Shore. I’m pretty sure that’s poison oak over there, but I haven’t seen it anywhere in Oslow County except Arrowhead.

MARIA SOL

Maybe it washed down from the dam when it broke?

SAM BAILEY 

Hm. Maybe.

[Sam and Maria stop, the sound of waves louder than before]

MARIA SOL

Listen, Sam… I’m really not sure about this.

SAM BAILEY 

Neither am I, but I don’t think we have a better option.

MARIA SOL

Are you sure we can’t just –

SAM BAILEY 

De Witt already told me he can’t be killed. If we want to stop Morrison, then we need to take him off the board, permanently.

MARIA SOL

No, I get that, it’s just… I want to make sure we’re not just doing this because he hit you over the head and stole your car.

SAM BAILEY 

I don’t bear him any ill will. Not anymore. He saved me from the Echo and bought me enough time to figure out my connection to the lake. If anything, I owe him. This isn’t personal – it just has to be done.

MARIA SOL 

Are you sure?

SAM BAILEY 

Does it matter?

MARIA SOL 

If your connection is based on emotions, then yeah, maybe it does!

[A moment of silence, then…]

MARIA SOL 

Sorry, I just –

SAM BAILEY 

No, it’s… It’s fine. I get it.

MARIA SOL

No, you – you really don’t.

[She takes a deep breath]

I was… Not in a great place, when we met. I was… Angry. Just really, really fucking angry, all the time. And I took it out on

you a lot.

SAM BAILEY 

To be fair, I did kind of deserve it.

MARIA SOL

Well, yes, but that’s not the point.

I’m trying to be better. And I want to make sure you are, too.

SAM BAILEY 

Do you really think I want to go back in there? Just to get revenge?

MARIA SOL

I honestly don’t know. 

SAM BAILEY 

[Heavy sigh]

It’s not like going for a swim, Maria. It feels like drowning. Honest-to-god, lungs filling up with water, vision going black drowning. Every time. The voice only shows up at the point when my brain should start shutting down, and then – it keeps me there. Desperate. Afraid. Feeling the weight of the lake above me, just wanting to die. And it keeps me conscious enough to answer its questions for as long as it takes me to do so.

[A long pause]

MARIA SOL 

Fuck.

SAM BAILEY 

I wouldn’t be going in there if I thought we had any other choice. It’s either this, or let Morrison cut me off from the only thing keeping me alive.

Here, keep an eye on this.

[Sam pulls off his backpack, setting it on the ground]

MARIA SOL 

What’s this?

SAM BAILEY

Change of clothes and a couple of blankets from the cabin. It’s freezing out here, and I don’t want to get hypothermia once I’m out of the water.

MARIA SOL 

That’s… Surprisingly well thought out for you.

SAM BAILEY

I’m only an idiot most of the time, remember? And I’ve had time to think about this one.

[He steps a few feet away]

Wish me luck?

MARIA SOL

I don’t think you want any of mine. It’s been kind of… Touch and go lately. If you believe in that sort of thing.

SAM BAILEY

Hm. Fair enough.

[Sam turns and begins to wade into the lake. Maria watches him go in silence, then takes a deep breath as he goes under]

MARIA SOL 

I really hope you know what you’re doing, Sam.

[Maria turns and glances back at the ruins, lost in thought. A piece of wall crumbles down a little ways up the street]

MARIA SOL 

God, this place gives me the creeps. [She walks around a bit] I’d almost say it looks like it’s being reclaimed by nature with all the plants growing over it, but… Nothing about this feels natural. It’s more like the branches and roots are trying to choke the life out of what’s left of the town. I didn’t want to say anything before Sam went in there – he has enough to worry about as it is – but this is way more growth than there should have been in a year. Between helping papi at work and with the gardens at home, I know how a few of these species should grow – and it’s not this big. Plus, I haven’t seen a single animal since we arrived in town. Maybe they’re all spooked, but with all of this greenery there should be some –

[CAW, CAW. Maria cuts off as a raven circles overhead, wings flapping noisily]

MARIA SOL 

Oh. Never mind. There are still ravens hanging around. Or maybe it’s a crow – I can never remember what the difference is. Sam and I must have scared it off when we –

[The raven’s caw is cut off with a sudden snap, like a rope being pulled taut. A horrible silence fills the street]

MARIA SOL

The, uh – the raven just… I don’t know. It was just – one second it was there, the next it was gone. And I think I saw one of those vines move, but it was too fast for me to be –

[Thunder growls over the lake. Maria spins around to see the water turning rough and choppy]

Shit, there’s a storm appearing over the lake, and I mean literally just appearing in the middle of it. There were no clouds before, but now it’s…

[The waves grow louder]

Oh my god. The water’s moving. There’s a little bit of wind now, but I think the water is just… Moving by itself.

THE QUESTION (muffled through water)

We asked you a question…

SAM BAILEY (muffled through water)

I already told you, I need your help! Someone’s trying to cut you off from the world, and I –

THE QUESTION (muffled through water)

You make demands of us? We who gave you everything? Who gave you back your life?

SAM BAILEY (muffled through water)

You stole my life! Took my body and turned me into your, your… Your puppet!

THE QUESTION (muffled through water) 

[Dark laughter]

A puppet, are you?

[Sam suddenly breaks the surface, coughing and sputtering]

MARIA SOL 

Sam! Hold on, I’m coming to get you!

SAM BAILEY 

[Through coughs]

No! Stay out of the water!

[The last word is garbled as he’s pulled back under]

MARIA SOL

Sam!

[No answer. The waves slow and grow quiet as the rumble of thunder fades – then a steady drizzle begins to pour down, slow and somber]

MARIA SOL 

Sam?

[No answer – then a large wave pushes Sam purposefully onto the shore. Maria rushes over to him]

MARIA SOL

Sam! Sam, talk to me – are you okay? Come on, come on, wake up. Wake up!

[Maria shakes Sam, then slaps him across the face]

SAM BAILEY 

Ah!

MARIA SOL

Oh thank God… You’re okay.

[Sam turns onto his side and vomits up the lake water, coughing and choking. He takes a deep breath]

SAM BAILEY 

Maria?

MARIA SOL

It’s me, I’m still here… Are you okay?

SAM BAILEY 

How long was I under?

MARIA SOL 

I’m not sure… Just a couple of minutes, I think. Why?

SAM BAILEY

When did it start raining?

MARIA SOL

Huh? Oh, after you and the… Whatever’s down there had your little… Argument.

SAM BAILEY 

You heard that?

MARIA SOL 

A little bit. It was pretty muffled, to be honest.

SAM BAILEY

It didn’t…

[Coughs]

It didn’t try to ask you anything, did it?

MARIA SOL

[Nervous laughter]

No, it didn’t ask me about saving myself, if that’s what you’re worried about.

I’m guessing it didn’t work?

SAM BAILEY 

No… I didn’t even get to De Witt. As soon as I didn’t answer the questions, it got – Angry. Furious. I don’t think it was too happy about me asking it to do something.

MARIA SOL 

But… Isn’t that what you did with the Echo?

SAM BAILEY 

Not really – it just asked me the questions, and I offered up the Echo at the end. I guess I… Didn’t play by its rules this time. Tried to make demands instead of answering it.

MARIA SOL 

You tried to tell the ageless, eldritch horror in there what to do? Did you honestly think that was going to work?

SAM BAILEY 

Hey, it’s been working with all kinds of other horrors the last six months – why shouldn’t it work here?

MARIA SOL 

Because you were able to use the lake’s power to intimidate all those other things! Did you really think it was you scaring those things off, and not your sponsor?

SAM BAILEY 

I… I thought that – maybe –

MARIA SOL 

[She scoffs]

Trust me Sam, you’re not that intimidating. What did you think was going to happen if you tried to throw your weight around with the lake?

[Thunder rumbles]

SAM BAILEY

Do you think it’s too late for me to… I don’t know, go back in there and make an apology?

MARIA SOL

Sam… I don’t think this is going to work. Not before, and definitely not now that you’ve made it angry. We need to find another way.

SAM BAILEY

But… What are we supposed to do about De Witt?

MARIA SOL 

I… I don’t know.

[The waves lap quietly on the shore as the rain continues to come down]

MARIA SOL 

We need to get out of here. I don’t think this place is safe for us anymore.

SAM BAILEY 

Oh. Yeah, you’re… You’re probably right about that.

MARIA SOL

Come on, let’s get back to the van and –

[Maria cuts off, noticing something on the far side of the lake]

SAM BAILEY 

What’s wrong?

MARIA SOL 

Is… Is that a minivan on the other side of the lake? Are you seeing that too, or have I completely lost it?

SAM BAILEY

No, I – I see it too.

MARIA SOL

Who would be out here with… Holy shit.

SAM BAILEY

What?

MARIA SOL

I think that might be Kate.

[Clack]

[The tape spits out]

Recording Ends