Paralyzed - Chapter 8: When it Rains - Part 1/4

Episode Date: February 6, 2018

A huge storm is hitting the area, but that doesn't deter David and Roland from meeting up with Joel at the diner. While conversing over the Sefton Trust file, David sees a familiar face. But then things start taking a turn for the worse... Phones aren't working, the roads are flooding, and David doesn't have a headache anymore... That's when he realizes the similarities with the cabin. Could it all be happening again?Don't forget to rate and review!Music:"Trim" Composed by: Elderich T'Challa of Nemesis Black @ reverbnation.com/nemesisblack"Relaxing Piano Music" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/"Anxiety" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/Additional music by:Dylan Mixer @ dmixmusic.com Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

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The next morning, Roland and I stayed in the room and went over information she had on the witch books. her partner Kent's notes and the information she gathered from Salas at noon we went to the corner store picked up some deli sandwiches and ate lunch Roland had also hit up the corner liquor store she bought more beer and a bottle of cheap rum the more we delved into this stuff the more she seemed to drink

it was raining all morning but when we left for laden falls the rain picked up how long is this supposed to take it's supposed to get worse tonight I know. Maybe we should have just rescheduled. I hope Cantors doesn't cancel. Do you think he will? Don't know. But I want that file. We'll keep the meeting short. I doubt he'll want to stay long. So far, there's no mention of a Shadow Man. Are we sure this is the same thing?

There's the writing of the number 13 and the fact that he was shouting stuff before he went on his rampage. Right. I'm not saying this is the same thing. But it doesn't hurt him. find out everything we can. No, I know. Let's just see what's in his report. If it is the same thing, how do we find out how we're all linked? Getting the information is relatively easy.

Linking it is always the hard part. It's like trying to find a murderer. You have to look at all the details. I'm not a murderer. I know that. But not everyone does. You should have seen the letters, voicemails, and texts I received after Tara Lake. the letters from friends and family members blaming me for everything

people always need someone to blame you are the easiest target a sole survivor in a situation where it's shocking that there was ever a survivor and the looks i get i hate when someone recognizes me it's like i can feel their hatred ignorance you know the truth they don't that's why i did it did what cut myself it wasn't the nightmares it was the people, the people around me. All I had was my mom. That's why I ended up shutting myself in. The few job interviews I had, I could tell the people knew who I was. I couldn't get a job. My mom said not to worry about it, but that didn't help. Did you ever think about moving?

Yeah. My mom did too. We talked about it. I still might. Where would you like to live? I know you're just trying to change the subject. I'm not. I want to know. North? Not this far north, but maybe South Carolina. Have you ever been? No, but friends have. I've seen pictures. It looks nice. It is. Been a few times. I know I should probably stay in a city. I always have nightmares of the woods.

So why not live in Columbia or Charleston? Maybe on the outskirts. I like nature. I like trees. I like trees. and scenic views. I guess I just hope one day this will all be over, and when I look into the thick woods, I won't be imagining something looking back. Roland didn't say anything. We drove in silence for the remaining ten minutes.

The roads were starting to flood. We arrived at the diner, just as the wind began to pick up, a flash of lightning brightened the sky. We ran inside. We ran inside. including Joel he waved us over it's nasty out there let's do this quickly agreed here's everything on trust the arrest report is in there too how did you get this

does that really matter no it doesn't just don't want you getting in trouble I won't just don't mention how you got it if it comes up You never know I will keep it a secret The waitress, Beth, walked up She was the same waitress who served us last time Hello again Can I get you to anything?

Diet Coke Okay, and you? Sprite All right, do you need menus? No, thank you. We're not staying long. Same here, Beth, I'll take my check, please. We'll do, Joel. Beth had long brown hair up in a ponytail.

She had large glasses that were situated on a small nose. She had a thin frame, almost appearing bony. She walked off behind the counter. And I want you to know, I also looked into that Rutherford case you mentioned. And? A lot more similarities than I thought there'd be. Told you. Yeah, yeah.

Doesn't mean there's an actual correlation. But there could be. Just don't push, fine. I'm not going to force a situation. My guess. Not asking for it, but go ahead. Sickness. Sickness?

Depression. Depression mixed with anxiety can make people do some crazy things. If they're in a dark place, things can escalate. It could even be something like PTSD. Beth came back to deliver our sodas. It's really coming down out there, huh? Sure is. I took a sip of my drink and noticed the diner door open. A woman in a raincoat entered.

Excuse me? Do you have a phone I could use? The only other waitress in the diner walked over to her. Is it an emergency? My phone's not working and I'd really like to make a call to my parents. Of course, this way. The waitress led the woman to the counter. She unhooked the phone from the wall and brought it over to her. The woman in the raincoat pulled down her hood.

Her face was wet. A bit of mascara was running under her eyes. It was the woman I helped with a flat tire. Excuse me. What is it, David? Nothing. I just... I know her. Julia?

Oh, hey. Oh, wow. I forgot your name. I feel horrible. David. That's right. Sorry. No problem.

I'm usually not good with names either. Well, you remembered mine. You okay? Having some trouble reaching my parents. No, no, not answering their phones. Didn't you have trouble reaching them yesterday? That was just because they were out working on the yard. Dad even went with me to get a new tire yesterday,

after I made it to their place. Thank you again, by the way. I smiled and nodded. But then today, they aren't there. I wake up to no one, the house empty. It's not like them to do that. But not all day looking for them. Now my phone isn't working, and neither is this one.

She pressed a bunch of numbers on the diner's landline phone. Nothing. It's not. working. Static. That's when I noticed my headache was gone. I didn't feel sick anymore. Was I just blocking it out or was it really gone?

Hmm, could be the storm. The waitress grabbed the phone and put it up to her ear. Her name tag read Esther. She was an older woman, maybe late 50s. I don't know My iPhone is doing the same thing Static My heart began to race

I looked out the door At the storm raging outside The wind had picked up Trees were swaying wildly Let me grab myself dear There were only four other people in the diner Two men sharing a booth by the door A young man with glasses reading the paper

At the end of the counter and the cook in the back. They all stared at Julia. Don't worry about it, Esther. Young lady can use my phone. The man at the end of the counter stood, folded his paper, and walked over to Julia. Here you go, dial nine to get out.

The man chuckled at his own lame joke. Julia grabbed his phone, dialed. I'm sorry, but it's not working either. You didn't really dial nine first, did you? No. My heart raced faster. Roland and Joel were now looking over. I think Roland could see the worry on my face.

David? Roland, let me see your phone. What's going on? Just give me your phone. Here. I dialed 9-1-1. David, what are you doing? Oh, shit.

What? Listen. I gave her phone back and she put it up to her ear. I'm sorry. What's going on here? Static. It's the storm. Roland. Roland. It's happening again.

Hey, I'd like to point out I don't have any signal either. Same. The two men in the booth had their phones out. David, it is storming. No, Roland. One moment, Joel. Hurry it up, I'm leaving in five minutes. No way in hell I'm getting stuck here.

Okay. Roland pulled me aside. Now I could feel everyone's eyes on us. Tell me, right now, what's going on? The same thing is happening. As the campground? Yes. Yes.

The same thing. Are you sure? The storm. The phone's emitting static. And... And... And what? I feel fine.

You feel fine? Yes, the headache is gone. I feel fine. Roland looked around the diner. there was an eerie silence Roland this is how it started I think

I think it's happening again I'm paralyzed written and edited by Robert M. Lamb starring Robert M. Lamb as David Amy Lurray

as Roland. Jack Austin as Joel and Charlie. Ashley York as Esther. Ashley Cardassano as Beth. Brian Messick as Steve. And Brett Wilkins as Alan. Co-starring Adam Jetmore, Ryan Wiggs, Ariel Zadok, and Ryan Gross Jane. Music provided by Eldorich Chachala of Nemesis Black at Reverd Nation.com Nemesis Black, Kevin MacLeod of Incompetec.com, and Dylan Mixer at demixmusic.com. If you enjoy Paralyzed, don't forget to rate and review on iTunes. Ah! Thank you.