Speaker 1: Welcome back to Dark Tails Uncovered, where every story is
a descent and every shadow has its secrets. A season
four draws closer to its chilling conclusion, we return once
more to bloodlined urban Shadows, a tale of hidden worlds,
dark temptation, and the thin line between humanity and something
far older, far hungrier. MIA's journey began with curiosity, spiraled
into survival, now stands at a crossroads in Shadows. On
the runs, she fled those who marked her, those who
fear what might she might become. But now, in chapter seven,
the Crimson Call, the chase ends and the true calling begins.
Crimson doesn't just lure, it claims, and the voicemeir hears
in the dark is no longer a whisper. It's a command.
The city pulses with blood, and the truth begins to
reveal itself, and Mia must decide will she resist the
call or finally embrace it. The night is cooling, the
bloodline awakens. Welcome to the Crimson Call. Chapter seven. The
Crimson Call MEA's grip on the phone tightened as the
message pulsed ominously on the screen. The air around her
felt charged as the Crimson itself was watching through the
very walls. Caleb glanced at the glowing screen and REMSSD.
They're not going to let this slide. We need to
move now. Mia nodded, sliding her phone into her pocket.
The shadows in the room seemed to grow darker, more oppressive,
as if the walls were closing in. Where do we
go now, she asked, her voice low. There's an old
safehouse about ten miles from here, said Caleb. It's hidden,
protected and far enough away the Crimson's reach might be weaker,
might be. Mia shot him a skeptical look. It's the
best we've got, Caleb said, unless you've got a better idea.
She didn't. They emerged into the night a cool air,
the cool air of stark contrast to the suffocating heat
of the warehouse. The city sprawled before them, It's lights
twinkling like stars. But even in the open air, Mia
felt the weight of Crimson's presence. Caleb led the way,
sticking to the back alleys and avoiding the main streets.
The hum she heard earlier still lingered a low vibration
in the back of her mind. How did you escape
them before? Mia asked? As they jogged through the shadowy streets.
I didn't escape them, Caleb admitted, not completely. They let
me go probably thought that I wasn't a threat. But
I learned things. Things they didn't want me to know.
That's why they're after me. What kinds of things, Caleb hesitated,
his eyes scanning the darkness ahead, The kinds of things
that can destroy them. But we'll talk about it later,
once we're safe. The safe house was a run down
building on the outskirts of the city, its windows boarded
up and it's facade covered in graffiti. Caleb ushered mirror inside,
bolting the door behind them. The interior was sparse but functional,
a few mismatched chairs, a small table, and a pile
of blankets in the corner. A faint smell of mildew
hadn't hung in the air. It's not much, Caleb said,
but I'll do. Mia dropped into one of the chairs.
Who are exhausting catching up with her? All right, we're here,
start talking. Caleb paced the room, his hands clenched into fists.
Crimson isn't just an app or a network, It's a
living system. The people who control it they've been around
for centuries. They use technology now, but their roots go
back into something much older, older than technology. Mia frowned,
like what black magic? Caleb said grimly. It's how do
they bind people to them, how they create the hounds,
how they sustain themselves. This app is just a tool
to lure people in, lure people in to expand their reach.
But at its core, it's all about the blood. Me
is mind raised its explained the vial she drunk, the
strange changes she had experienced. So what's their weaknesses? Caleb
stopped pacing and turned to The system they've built is powerful,
but it's not invincible. There's a central node, a nexus
where their power is concentrated. Destroy that and the whole
thing comes crushing down. Where is it? That's the problem,
Caleb said, It's heavily guarded, beneath layers of traps and defenses.
And even if we got close, we need someone strong
enough to sever the connection. Yeah, looked at him sharply.
What do you mean by strong enough? The changes you're
going through, Caleb said, they're not just physical. Crimson is
trying to remake you into one of them. If you
can hold on to who you are, you might be
able to use their power against them. And if I can't,
Caleb's face darkened. Then you'll become one of them and
there won't be any coming back. Before Mia could respond,
her phone buzzed again. She pulled it out, and a
new message flashed on the screen. You betrayed us Mia.
There will be consequences. A stomach dropped. The message vanished,
replaced by a live feed. It showed Ethan still in
the warehouse, his face pale, his body trembling. A voice,
cold and detached, came through the speaker. Return to us, Mia,
where your brother will suffer. MIA's hands shook. She could
still feel Crimson's pull, the weight of the power pressing
down on her. They're trying to break you, Caleb said,
stepping closer. It's what they do. But we can stop it.
We can stop them if we stick together. MEA's mind raised.
She couldn't abandon Ethan, but she couldn't walk back into
Crimson's trap either. I help you destroy them, she said
her first, her voice firm. But we said that my
brother first. Caleb hesitated, but nodded. All right. But if
we're doing this, we have to move fast. The longer
we wait, the harder it will be to get him out.
Mia clinched her fist, determination burning in her chest. And
then let's make a plan. Crimson wants to fight, well,
we'll give them one. As the shadows outside the safe
house began to stirre, Mia felt the weight of a
decision set aw over her. The battle was far from over,
but the first time, but for the first time, she
felt like she might have more than a chance. Sad
and Sid sat in the film of the