Phonecall to Eerrrrbody | Day 62
[Jensen sounds like he's barely able to keep a grip on things. His voice is shaky, raised. On edge. Something spooked him. Something horrible.]
Ah, shit. Ahhhh. [Footsteps. He's pacing.]
Look. Has uh -- anyone? Anyone who's been outside recently in the last oh -- two hours? Or so. Seen a very big and scary looking black man with a scar on his face walking around?
Like. Stalking. Walking? Around? Fuck fuck fuck. He's dead. He's dead, dead, dead. Shuffled off to Buffalo, all that good stuff. Fuck.
I'm - I'm gonna level with you here uh -- listeners -- I'm uh -- I'm freaking out. Kay? Yeah, this whole fog thing is starting affect my brain or something because I'm seeing dead people. [Annnnd he's lost it.]
...
What is that?
What is that smell...
No. No no nononononooooooooo. NO.
[Apparently whatever happened is a bad enough scare for Jensen to drop and or throw his phone in favor of plowing through cabinets and storage for something.]
Ah, shit. Ahhhh. [Footsteps. He's pacing.]
Look. Has uh -- anyone? Anyone who's been outside recently in the last oh -- two hours? Or so. Seen a very big and scary looking black man with a scar on his face walking around?
Like. Stalking. Walking? Around? Fuck fuck fuck. He's dead. He's dead, dead, dead. Shuffled off to Buffalo, all that good stuff. Fuck.
I'm - I'm gonna level with you here uh -- listeners -- I'm uh -- I'm freaking out. Kay? Yeah, this whole fog thing is starting affect my brain or something because I'm seeing dead people. [Annnnd he's lost it.]
...
What is that?
What is that smell...
No. No no nononononooooooooo. NO.
[Apparently whatever happened is a bad enough scare for Jensen to drop and or throw his phone in favor of plowing through cabinets and storage for something.]