Welcome to town. Everyone's unique in their own way, right. Maybe I
should be concerned about your articles. Don't worry. I still doubt that you're
actually human. Just another day and Water's Edge, Season four, Episode eight,
The Box. Hello, anyone want to talk? Or are you just
gonna stare at me through the two way mirror? You know the handcuffs were
of this much? Hello, miss Nunius? Here some water? And how
am I supposed to drink this with my hands? Tide? I'm sure you'll
figure it out. Investigator Kendy Ezra Interview number one hundred in The Water's Edge
Human Investigation. It is May thirty first, twenty fourteen, one twenty five
am. Subject is Avrah Louisa Nunius. Dark brown hair, green eyes,
medium build. Subject has been called into questioning on the basis of the accusation
that she is the human who has infiltrated Cryptid Society in order to destroy it
from the inside out. Is everything I've said factually accurate to the best of
your knowledge? Well, you're supposed to answer. I have the right to
talk to an attorney before answering questions. Nah, that's hilarious. I thought
I told your partner that your American laws don't matter in this room. That
seems very illegal. I suppose it would be if anyone were to find out,
But since I don't believe you have an attorney coming anyway, they won't,
so it isn't. Now let's start answering why should I you're already convinced
I'm the human you've been looking for. If you're so sure and you don't
care about giving me a fair trial, why hasn't my mind been a rased
already. If you want to hurry the process along, that can be arranged.
But my superiors wouldn't stand for a mind wipe without proper protocol being taken
first. Seems counter to the whole We don't care about your Miranda rights.
My goal is to protect cryptids by a race acryptids memory on the assumption that
they're human, and end up killing them. That detracts from my goal.
Then let me go I'm acryptid. A mind wipe would kill me. Then
why has every conversation I've had with anyone close to you led me to believe
you're lying? I don't know you're misinter things. I've been honing my craft
for hundreds of years. I do not misinterpret. But this case is important
to you. It's probably the most important ever. Right. A threat to
the entirety of crypt kind is terrifying, and I'm sure the High Council has
you under a lot of pressure and it's making you see connections that aren't there.
Of course, I'm under a lot of pressure. This is the single
most dangerous threat to our kind since the Expulsion the what don't try to change
the subject. You brought it up. The expulsion was a systematic purge of
all cryptid life throughout Europe, Asia, Africa, and the Americas at the
end of the fifteen hundreds. There was a time when cryptids and humans lived
amongst one another, and crypted animals coexisted with other earthly life forms as well.
What is a crypted animal? Never heard of a unicorn? Chubicabra?
Those are real. They were humans turned on them first, killing off species.
When a human messed with a creature they shouldn't and got what they deserved.
Some cryptoids tried to stop them, but even in those times we were
such a small minority. That was when my town was formed in fifty years
or so, that cryptid animals were being hunted to extinction. The creators of
Hugh and Maday could feel a change coming and wanted to prepare, and thank
god they did. It only took one or two instances of humans spinning a
cryptid self defense claim into a monstrous murder, and the expulsion began. They
killed kryptids, they did, and they weren't going to stop until all of
us were dead and gone. Luckily, Hugh and Maday was ready, and
with the ultimate sacrifice from the most powerful magic user I've ever seen, we
were shrouded away behind an impenetrable shield, invisible to the humans trying to kill
us, but everyone else. Most were killed, but some were able to
sneak away make homes for themselves in the most remote locations they could find.
For hundreds of years there no cryptid settlement that could be seen by humans.
Time passes, though, and generations continue, so eventually, very small communities
of cryptids showed up across the world. We're drawn to each other and to
the places where magic is strong, and by the mid eighteen hundreds there were
a few towns scattered across the globe. I always thought it was too much
of a risk building cryptid settlements again, and I was right. It only
took a few hundred years, and there's a human ready to expose everything we've
worked so hard to protect. I had no idea. Most today don't on
account of our history being held primarily with those living in Hyun Miday. I
understand why you're worried about history. Repeating another expulsion would be horrible, But
I have nothing to do with any of this. I'm not who you're looking
for. I would never expose the secret. If you're so concerned for Cryptid
kind answer my questions. Fine, when did you move to town September of
last year? What brought you here? Roger offered me the job as editor
in chief? And how could you tell it was a cryptid towne? I
just knew you faultered. Okay, I didn't know, But when I got
here, I found out that Roger was acrypted and he knew about me,
so it was fine. I don't understand. I've lived around humans before,
so I'm fine. I don't care about your motive for moving. Then what
is it? Why can't I feel anything from you? What? I can't
read you? Why can't I read you? I can't feel a pulse or
you're breathing all the little tells that vibrate through your aura to tell me when
you're lying and when you're telling the truth. I can't feel anything. It's
like talking to a rock. Do you have some magic block or something?
Or are humans simply too dull to even from an aura that I can tap
into. I'm not a human, you have to be. I've met thousands
of crypted throughout my life, and I have never encountered any who haven't given
off an aura. The only explanation that makes sense is that you're human.
Maybe your powers aren't as great as you thought they were. Are you insulting
me? Well, you're like hundreds of years old, right, Sometimes you
can't do things as well after a while. I'm not snile. I was
given immortality. Doesn't mean your gifts were. You know. I might not
be able to tell if you're lying to me by using my powers, but
that's just how I do things the easy way. I know you're the human
i'm looking for. All I have to do is get you to admit it,
and I won't need any special abilities to do that. Good morning,
Margo. I was Friday training you so far? Fine? Thanks? Something
wrong? Look, I know it's early, but you look troubled. Well,
Kendy brought in another subject this morning? Really this early? Yes?
And arrest? Actually? What? Who? Half nun yez, Kendy.
I'm right here at Jenkins. What's with the shouting? You booked someone this
morning? Margot told you I did. She's in the interrogation room now.
I'm letting her stew a bit before I go in for a second round of
questions. Second round? Why was I not informed? There was no need.
You're not involved in my investigation. You're arresting what are my citizens on
what sounds like baseless charges. I'm absolutely involved. You have no idea the
amount of evidence I have on Nunez. Oh really, because just the other
day all you had were vague statements from scarce citizens speaking under dress. Is
that what your idiotic high council likes? Half baked theories that I'll get innocent
people killed. Watch your mouth. We may be in your precinct, officer,
but you're in my investigation. We both know I out and if you
overstep, there are a lot of strings I can pull to take away that
beloved badge of yours. No, no, no, Look, you can
threaten me all you want if you made an unlawful arrest, I won't hesitate
to bring in some higher powers of my own. I may not work for
some shady counsel, but I imagine some higher courts would be interested in a
suspect being detained on no basis of fact. And how exactly would you go
about explaining my investigation to a human court? You want to risk exposing cryptid
kind in order to protect one citizen of yours from being stuck in my interrogation
room for a few hours. I thought, as much, What do you
even have against her besides secondhand information and circumstantial evidence? Not much at the
moment, but I'm sure it's her? Then? Why is she still in
the interrogation room and not being prepped for a mind wipe? Why do you
have to ask so many questions? You are not the only one who conducts
investigations for our living. You must be pretty unsure if you've still got or
here or your High Council's bar proof is higher than your lie detect our abilities
can provide. Do they doubt you? The Council trusts me completely. They
just like to deal in absolutes. I need a confession once I get her
to admit to being a human. They'll accept any consequences I enforce, and
I am confident that I can make that happen within the next few hours.
Come on, Jenkins, you should be thrilled. You'll get your office back,
go back to being the undisputed leader of the precinct, voice of law
and order in your little beach town. Isn't that what you've wanted since I
walked in that door. What I want is to keep innocent people safe.
Gladder on the same page. Well, let's start back at the top,
shall we. I'm afraid I came on a bit too strong when we first
started chatting. All right, you're right, Oprah. While I have my
theories, I'm not sure if you're cryptid or a human. So why don't
you and I work together to prove that you're innocent. Sure, if you'd
rather we jump back to the accusations and yelling, we can do that too.
No, I'm all right, thanks. It's just a bit of a
tonal shift. I feel like I missed something. Your talk before reminded me
of my real goal here to protect cryptids, all cryptids. So the last
thing I'd want to do is hurt you in the process if you were in
fact a cryptid. So, in an effort to make this as painless as
possible, could you please tell me what kind of cryptid you are. I'm
a cognitional ah, I see a cryptid of intelligence, and no wonder you
can pass as a human. So easily remind me what powers do cognitionals have?
Again, well, they can vary based on the cryptid, of course,
always something to do with the mind, though, Yes, and your
power. I can talk to plants really, yep, since I was a
little kid. Amazing and not a power that one can go about proving.
Yeah, it's no wonder you thought I was a human. I look so
basic. No one can tell I have a power but me. It's pretty
boring, honestly, is it. Yeah? You don't hear much except I'd
like some water please, or more sunshine or wow, this light is nice
and warm. You know things that plants think about. You work for mister
Torres, right, I do. What a funny coincidence that you both have
powers relating to plants. Of course his is much more involved, although I
do recall him remarking on how he communicates with plants. Oh did he yes
in one of your weekly's articles. In fact, he said, instead of
using words, plants communicate in tones. With time and practice, he learned
what these different tones meant and can now use this ability to provide great care
for them. Very interesting and much different from the way you seem to describe
your ability. Well, I wasn't being literal, of course, Plants can't
actually talk. It's just easier to describe it that way. Sure, you
know sometimes I actually speaking of your supervisor. We talked a bit before about
your arrival into town. How you were not aware of that Water's Edge was
a crypted town until your discussion with Roger. Were you aware of the existence
of the cape towns before coming to Water's Edge? No, I had no
idea. I've heard that's pretty normal for a lot of cryptos, though it
is. Had you ever encountered another cryptid before coming to Water's Edge that you'd
know of? Of course? Nope, it was all new to me.
I thought it was crazy, honestly, hearing plant voices or tones in my
head all the time. Interesting but well. According to some research that has
been conducted in he and Midday, the cognitional variant is likely to be caused
by a hereditary gene mutation. Oh is it? That's what the research indicates,
which is why it's surprising that you said you had never met another cryptid,
considering it'd be almost impossible for your mother, father, or grandparents to
all be human and for you to be a cognitional Well, my grandma might
have been. She passed when I was young, I see, But nothing
from your mother or father. How interesting? M V. Yes, just
make this easy on both of us. You're human. What happened to helping
prove my innocence? Oh? Come on, your story doesn't add up.
You're stumbling over your lies. My power may not work on you, but
my intuition still does. I don't believe a single word coming out of your
mouth, and I don't think you do either. You're a human, so
what if I am? Ever, since I've gotten here, I keep having
to be reminded of what I'm not, keep having to pretend, because if
I don't, I could lose the place and the people I've come to call
home. When I first got here, I thought kryptid was synonymous with monster,
and I was told not to think in such black and whites based on
what a person is born as But you believe that humans are the monsters without
question, But I'm not. I would never do anything to hurt cryptids.
I'm not a monster, but you are a human. Officer Kins Oprah Rogerson
breakfast. I thought you might be hungry. I'm starving. Thank you here.
Let me uncompy you. There's no need for that. If Kendy isn't
around. Thanks, those things hurt. I know, is this going to
be a good cop bad cop kind of situation? Because you have to know
I'm not a threat to anyone Jenkins, much less all of town. No,
no, nothing like that. I'm not working with Kendy. She doesn't
even want me in here to talk to you. But I'm not going to
sit out there and just let you starve. Thanks. These christauants are great,
right, my sister made them. Let her know you enjoyed them.
Maybe leave out the well in police custody part? Yeah? Does everyone know
already that I've been arrested? I can't say for sure, but you know
how it isn't water's edge where it travels fast. Yeah. I hope this
doesn't affect the weekly circulation numbers. Look at you sitting in an interrogation room,
handcuffed at the table, and what you're worried about, how it'll affect
your work. It's a safer worry to think about. I guess that's fair,
Opera. Why are you sitting here? I know you wouldn't hurt a
fly, You'd become a fixture in our community. And I know there's always
stories of I never thought they'd do it, but I was so so confident
that you were. Sincere Kendy won't listen to a word I say, but
I want to help you to do that though I need you to be honest
with me. I am being honest. I love Water's Edge and everyone in
it, and I would never ever do anything that could put the people I
love in danger. I know that isn't the part I was questioning. I
think you know the answer already. I suppose I did not. Many cryptids
are completely free of physical differences from humans. And then, after so many
months of never seeing or hearing about you exhibiting a power, Well, so
is this it. I'm not going to say anything to Kennedy, Opera,
but you're able to figure it out with some passive observation. I'm stuck here
until she decides what she wants to do with me, and she can run
as many tests and ask me as many questions as she wants until she figures
it out. She practically already has. I'm as good as gone. No,
no, no, I can't believe that even if she figures it out,
she would have to be the most callous person I've ever met to go
through with the mind wipe on you. You've been here too long, your
life's become too connected to cryptids, or racing that much would likely kill you.
They'd be counsel sanctioned murder at that point. I think that's the plan.
They couldn't they could. Investigator Estra told me about what happened that made
Huan Monday go into hiding. It was bad, really really bad. They're
desperate to keep it from happening again, and I don't think the debate between
my life and thousands of cryptid's lives will be a hard one for them to
settle. I won't let that happen. How you said it yourself, Investigator
Estra outranks you. If we're doing things officially, yes, but that isn't
the only way to handle this shit, says Margo. Kendy's on her way
back. Just play along, try to draw out the investigation while I figure
something out. And whatever you do, don't give her a confession. Obviously,
Jenkins, what are you doing in here with my subject? Just bringing
her some food kind of the portal starve. You know, if she needs
food, she can ask me yes, ma'am. So you even had the
police department in on your secret, Jenkins didn't know anything about this. You've
been working with him for weeks now. You would have been able to tell
fair point. At least you've got uncomfortable enough in your deception to acknowledge that
there was something for him to know. Care to state your guilt for the
record, I'm not stating anything because I'm not guilty. Then prove it to
me. Give me something, anything to prove you're not the human described in
this book that is prophesized to destroy the town. I've given you everything I
can. You've given me nothing. I know you're human, Avarnuniez. I
don't bother arguing. I know you won't give me a confession. That's not
the part the High Council cares the most about, though. They want to
know that this threat to the crypted way of life is neutralized. The easiest
way to do that is to find the human from the prophecy and remove them
from the equation. We both know that in is you. So if you
refuse to admit fault, why don't we talk about motive or as you claim
a lack thereof, I have no motive. That's the whole point. Prove
it to me. It's the same thing I've been saying this whole time.
I would never hurt Cryptids. I love living here in Water's Edge and the
life I've built here. I went through a lot of shit before finding this
town, and it's the first place I've ever really felt like I could call
home since I was a child. Why would I do anything to put that
in jeopardy, to put the people I love in jeopardy, all because some
books said I would. Did you ever consider that maybe the book is wrong?
The book is not wrong. How do you know? Because it was
written by a highly skilled oracle and the prediction Sllo wasn't an oracle. He
was a plane walker as Orthous tricked him into writing it, and he may
claim it's true, but he also claimed he wouldn't hurt Juliet and that art.
Where have I heard that name before? I don't know. He's a
demon who likes to mess with things. I'm sure his name gets around.
No, no, I've heard it recently. I wonder azure thousand. Here
we go. Looks like the demon was mentioned in some letters we found in
Hyun Mudey, the same letters that detailed the facts about summoning said demon and
finding out that the prophecy from this book was in fact true. My apologies,
You were correct. I suppose I just skimmed this section of my notes.
Excellent. That would seem to bring my secondary case to a close.
What secondary case? The question of who wrote those letters that found their way
to Huyune mude It was a very minor task in comparison to this investigation,
but the High Council wanted me to find out who was behind the letters that
detailed the crypted existence and were delivered with such carelessness. Potentially exposing the crypted
secret is not something we take lightly. As I am sure you figured out
you said the person involved was Juliette right. Wait, No, I think
it would be safe to assume you mean Juliet Miung. She is your student
at the Universal school after all, and likely a trusted confidant after you handed
over the duties of the Water's Edge weekly to her for several issues in late
fall of last year. She's just a kid when it comes to prosecuting for
violations of the Crypted Secret. The High Council does not care about age.
Maybe if she were a toddler the situation would be different, But at fourteen,
she knows the rules we have in place here and what happens if you
break them. What happens It depends on the severity of the breach, but
typically the punishment is exile what forced ejection from the crypted town and in which
they live. Yes, that includes cutting off any communication with crypted friends,
family members, or peers, with no ability to ever return. The Hey
Council will also likely track her for the rest of her life in order to
ensure the secret is not spread further. You can't do that. You said
it yourself. She's only fourteen. How would she survive on her own?
That isn't the highs responsibility. The High Council seems pretty fucked up. If
it's okay with ripping a kid away from her parents over a few letters,
I don't decide their rules. I simply investigate the violation of them. Oh,
they will be excited when I update them later today. You can't do
this to Juliet. Why not because because I was the one who sent the
letters. I saw them myself. Oprah. It is not your writing style,
nor your handwriting. It can be if you leave her out of this.
Oh, really, delete this part of the interview. Take Juliet's name
out of your case file and show me the letters so I can change my
handwriting to convincingly match hers. I'll take the fall for it if she doesn't
have to call her me surprised your words were true. You really do care
for the people in this town. How noble. But I'm afraid the council
would see right through the ruse, although they tend to gloss over details.
If most other EVI and fits a case with a charge of just attempted exposure
of the crypted secret, I'm sure they would have the time to excrutinize those
letters. But if a larger conviction were to hit their desk at the same
time, well, I'm sure they'd be willing to overlook some handwriting that doesn't
quite match. But I'm not the human in the prophecy. You're also not
the letter writer, but you had no problem admitting to that. Come on,
let's just get this whole thing over with. Give me an admission of
guilt and I'll help you out. You want to blame it all on me,
and you'll leave Juliet and everyone else alone. You swear on my mother's
grave. I demand to talk to my friends before you wipe my mind.
Then I want someone to keep you to your word. You're a high flight
risk suspect. Your friends aren't coming anywhere near you. Let me tell office
or drinkings. Then I'll allow that once you give me what I need.
Fine. My name is Auvernunyez. I am the human who's been masquerading as
a cryptid than Water's Edge, and and I am prophesized to bring about the
end of crypted kind. Thanks for listening to Season four of Crypti Cape the
Box. The show is created and produced by me Victoria Pereira. I also
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