Speaker 1: Hey guys, it's EJ here at Fast Food Horror. Just
give you a little bit of heads up what's gonna
happen over the next few weeks. So this is chapter
five of our story The Shaft. We're envisioning at least
two more chapters before we wrap up this story. After this,
we'll have one more story, all new before we end
this season. Now, during our little hiatus, probably about two months,
we will be dropping some classic stories here at Fast
Food Horror, along with a fun new segment. It's based
on all of the social media queries we've gotten from
you guys about Igor, what he's reading, what he's listening to,
and most notably, what he's watching. So Igor Froedrick will
get his own segment at least once a month for
the foreseeable future, entitled I Gore's Spooky Section. It will
detail what he's reading, what podcast he's listening to, and
what movies he's found. Now that we've gone into all
of that, I Gore take it away.
Speaker 2: Good meetings. Listeners to chapter five of The Shaft.
Speaker 1: I clicked on the email. What other secrets was I
about to learn?
Speaker 2: Dear sir?
Speaker 1: It started, I received your freedom of information at request
concerning the property located at. Normally, our office would only
send you the documents concerning the property, but this one
piqued my curiosity and I wanted to give you a
summation of what was located. I found that, as you
probably know, the property in question was owned by the
Catholic Diocese in some such capacity, dating all the way
back to eighteen oh two, officially in our records. I
did further digging here at county records and on the archive,
I found that a church to Saint Michael the Archangel
has stood on the property since before our country's founding.
Speaker 2: Wow.
Speaker 1: I kept reading. I was able to find mentions of
the church in various documents, historical records, and articles extending
all the way back to the mid seventeen hundreds, copies
of which are all attached now. The curious things were
that the church has been built and rebuilt multiple times
on the exact location, not moved to different parts of
the property, on the exact spot at the rear back corner,
and in every version and iteration of the church, it
is always named for Michael the Archangel, and there are
no mentions of the build specks past the exterior and
interior at or extending above ground level. No mentions of
a basement or anything below ground level, even though there
are doors in the plans of all the iterations of
Saint Michael the Archangel that obviously were for a basement.
Oh man, humph, if you only knew. I continued on further,
and this is just me here. The need for a
church in the early years in that location seems odd
as the closest population was Little Fort Niagara, built by
the French a few miles away in seventeen fifty one
and was burned down in seventeen fifty nine. There were
two villages near by, the village of Manchester and Suspension Bridge.
Later they merged, becoming the city of Niagara Falls. But
traditionally a church would be at the center of a settlement,
not so far away from the congregants. I'm not even
sure what peoples would be attending service there. The fort
would have had its own chaplain and therefore its own
church gathering place, so no need for a church outside
the fort's walls a few miles away and Suspension Bridge
in Manchester were still an inconvenient trip from the Church
of Saint Michael. The Archangel. The last church to Michael
the Archangel burned to the ground in the nineteen seventies,
about the time Niagara Falls started losing its population due
to the factory closures, which again in modern times, seems
an odd location for a church right in the middle
of the factories and businesses. After it burned down, the
lot was fenced in and had been vacant for some
years until the state leased the property and paved it
for the parking lot there today. The state had tried
to buy it, but the sale was rejected by the owner,
the diocese. The diocese did allow for a lease only
as a parking lot, no other construction allowed, as outlined
in the lease agreement. Again, all documents attached. If you
have any other requests or questions, please reach out. Signed
Tony Scare Humphm, Tony, you have no idea the number
of questions I have. I closed out the email and
grabbed a sheet of paper and began to write out
what I knew. If everything was true that an ancient,
immortal giant serpent had awoken from its slumber in some
sort of cave that extended along the river, that he
needed to consume seven people in order to gain his
strength to emerge from said cave. That the cave's entrance
had been concealed by the church by a church over
the last almost three hundred years, and that the church
had known about the serpent. Hum the serpent was now awake.
Why why, after all these years was it awake? What
had woken it up?
Speaker 2: Or?
Speaker 1: Oh?
Speaker 2: No? Who?
Speaker 1: I opened a new browser and typed the key words
Niagara falls this year and missing persons. The page populated
with news reports, and I started to read the articles,
looking to see how many persons in the last few
months went missing, or last scene near the old factory
section of the city, and how many were still missing.
Speaker 2: Oh.
Speaker 1: I counted the names in the last thirty days, one, two, three, four, five,
all last scene in a two mile radius of the
shaft and the serpent. Olivia said seven seven persons needed
to be consumed. I still had time. I knew what
I had to do. It would be dark soon. I
had to get moving, though,