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The Black Raven Chronicles produced at FBL Studios. Written by
Jonathan Miller, Sound design by Marshawn Bry.
Speaker 2: Are you sure it's this way?
Speaker 3: Yes, little brother, I'm positive they have to be here.
Speaker 2: I'm not seeing anythings? What did you stop for?
Speaker 3: Were too late?
Speaker 4: M h.
Speaker 3: They're already dead.
Speaker 2: There's no way the power to steal a life like that.
They can't just be killed by anybody.
Speaker 3: Huh, they can if they had decided to live as mortals,
shed their divine power and be human.
Speaker 2: Who would want to do that? Let alone two of them?
And why do it now?
Speaker 3: Mortal life is different. Time is precious, and every experience
is more valuable because of the limitations. I've considered trying
it over the years. I guess these two went for it.
Speaker 5: I love mortals as much as the next guy, but
you really would live like one. It's the wings and
everything loose.
Speaker 3: There are values that mortality has that we only dream of, Gabe.
These two were married, they had a child, traveled in
this mortal world together. They experienced love in a way
we cannot understand. I envy them for that, but no,
giving up the wings and everything is where I draw
the line.
Speaker 5: I guess that's why we differ. I don't envy anything.
I recognize and appreciate the beauty though. Yeah, so we
don't know who they were or who killed them or why?
Speaker 6: So what do we do now?
Speaker 3: Watch the kid yes, we will watch their child closely
see when he becomes.
Speaker 6: So you're saying your dog fell down this great Oh.
Speaker 7: My, yes, he was chasing some dastardly creature and random
to the sewer.
Speaker 5: Can you find him?
Speaker 6: Well, I'm not gonna find him in the sewer, No
one can.
Speaker 8: Ah.
Speaker 7: You mean my poor princess is lost for good?
Speaker 6: No, ma'am, I mean that's not the sewer down there
a great like that accesses the old city's tunnel system,
tunnels that are like one hundred and fifty maybe two
hundred years old.
Speaker 2: Oh my, how will I ever find my poor princess?
Speaker 6: Countess? I happen to know a guy Give me a
day or two, and I will return your lost dog
to you. Fortunately for me, I did know a guy, Jerry.
He ran tours in the old dungeons beneath the marketplace.
The dungeon tunnels connected to the old tunnels that were
once used to move everything in and out of the
city during the Revolutionary War. It was a five block walk,
but considering parking in the old city, walking was my
best option. Hey mister, you're looking for my dad? Yeah,
you guys closed for a private function or something.
Speaker 4: Uh.
Speaker 9: No, but specters came through my dad's outstairs with um,
I'm sure you get out all doubt to talk to him.
Speaker 6: Thanks kid. I made my way down the stairs, but
instead of looking for Jerry, I slipped through a doormosed
to no entry. The door tied directly into the old
tunnel system. I got my bearings quickly and started heading
towards the house where the dog was last seen. Suddenly
I felt something jab into my back. Fifty thousand volts
course through me. After that, everything went black.
Speaker 10: Wake up, mister Valmont, the right is over.
Speaker 6: What hit me? What's going on?
Speaker 7: Mind?
Speaker 10: If I taser? Let's see here a freak Valmont aged
twenty nine. Father Ivan Valmont deceased. Mother Lilian Valmont, also deceased,
died while providing medical aid in Bosnia. Impressive. You were
raised by your uncle Dmitri in Glendale, California. Wait Glendale, really?
You got decent marks and high school. Joined the Marines
at eighteen two tours, highly decorated, survived the NAIDI that
took out most of your own unit, moved a black
raven three years ago, and honestly, by what it says here,
you've been in and out of trouble. Ever since you
know what this means.
Speaker 6: The FED started hiring people that can read it means.
Speaker 10: I know all about you. Yet what I don't know
is what you were doing in an area my team
was investigating.
Speaker 6: I don't remember seeing any police tape. Was it a
psychic barrier?
Speaker 2: You know?
Speaker 10: When you're pushing thirty? That whole disrespect for law and
authority gets kind of old. I believe this is your stop.
Don't just stay out of areas that are close to
the public.
Speaker 6: Fucking asshole. I guess I'll have to go the long way.
The long way men, driving to the edge of town
and finding an access behind the old water en sewer
office building. There's always more than one way to find
a dog.
Speaker 10: Ah.
Speaker 6: This is the stupidest idea I have ever had. Damn it.
This is not worth ten grand? And what the fuck
is that smell?
Speaker 4: No welcome the South Carolina Senator right this way? Does
them annoys you in your car?
Speaker 7: Well, thank you, young man. Here's a small tip for you,
and remember the polls. Vote Kinsey, Senator.
Speaker 2: Pleasure to see you again. I trust your flight down
was comfortable.
Speaker 7: Oh it was good, mister Kane. I think appreciate the
generous ease of your dad.
Speaker 2: That's what friends are for. We take care of each other.
You and I are friends, aren't we?
Speaker 7: Well? Yes, of course, and as your friend, I do
have some good news. The majority of the committee is
more than willing to discuss treaty changes between the United
States and the local representative of the Shadow Council.
Speaker 2: Excellent. The doctor informed me that his creation is already
causing problems for a Zeki and his court. They're sending
in a blood Guard to conduct an investigation and determine
if his leadership is competent.
Speaker 7: Blood God, that sounds ominous. Should we be concerned?
Speaker 2: The Council's version of secret service usually a were wolf
or dry ad. Nothing to be concerned with.
Speaker 7: Well, then, to the success of our ventures to get
a my friend.
Speaker 3: Oh.
Speaker 6: I had a splitting headache. When I woke up. The
world around me spun for a second. I sat up
to find myself naked, laying on a cold stone in
a large dark room. What the hell is this place?
As I looked around, I noticed several similar tables and
small carts next to them with what looked to be
medical tools. There was a cart next to me covered
in bloody bandages. I instantly remembered the attack and felt
my throat, but everything seemed fine. I made my way
to my feet and looked around the room. The room
looked like it was some kind of concrete bunker or something.
Maybe I was still underground. There were two exits, each
on opposite ends of the room. The one closest had
a familiar pair of boots sitting on the table beside it.
I walked closer and found most of my clothes neatly
cleaned and folded. My shirt had been replaced with a
plain black T shirt. I got dressed quickly and took
stock in my belongings, wallet, e's, jewelry, and phone all checked,
but my gun and my knife were noticeably absent. I
could get a signal here that was surprising, and there
was a voicemail, so I decided to give it a listen,
A flame.
Speaker 8: One in me. She's just let in the morning at
you'll show him in little office. I haven't uzzer man
that that requires your delicid but oh so professional touch.
Please don't be laid. It would throw off my entire schedule.
I'll see you at ain't.
Speaker 6: Chuckles was the most notorious criminal in black raven and
a well paying client, but he rarely came to the office.
In fact, some of my knowledge meetings came to him.
I looked at the time, and to my shock, it
was well after midnight. What the hell happened in the
last six hours?
Speaker 9: Saints preserves you're awake?
Speaker 6: I turned to see a short, round little man in
a lab coat with gray hair and glasses holding a
tray with what I assume were IV bags. He put
the tray down and waddled over his feet, moving cartoonishly
fast under his short, stout legs.
Speaker 9: Well, this is quite fascinating, quite fascinating. Indeed, how do
you feel? Do you remember what happened here? Did jobaches
see the creature that did this to you?
Speaker 6: I feel fine, I mean, except for a headache, but
I'm not sure what exactly is going on here? Who
are you and where the fuck am I?
Speaker 9: Mister wellman, I'm sure you are confused, but there is
no need for such language. I am doctor Beauregard Samuel
Hugh Gene Johnson, the third of the Atlanta Johnson's, and
this is an urgente care facility near the Medical University.
The man who found you brought you here because it
was the closest place to treat your wounds and evaluate
your condition.
Speaker 6: Wounds condition? What are you talking about? What happened to me?
Speaker 8: Sir?
Speaker 9: You were attacked by some creature and the tunnels underneath
Black Raven. You were terribly close to death, and you rived.
We lost them on the table quite a few times.
Speaker 6: You're not making any sense here, Doc, look at me.
I'm fine. How was I close to death? Was it
like a rattlesnake that bit me or something? I mean,
I know I'm missing six hours, but what the hell?
Speaker 9: Mister Velmart Please stay calm or something as an equivalent comparison.
I believe you must be patched. Let me get you
something to drink to help calm your nerves.
Speaker 6: A shot of whiskey would definitely be nice.
Speaker 9: Not what I am impartial into an age of Scotch.
I can't lend them patient and alcohol this early in treatment,
but this should help.
Speaker 6: Wow, that is pretty good. What is this stuff?
Speaker 2: That would be a positive?
Speaker 6: I believe you you gave me blood? What do you
what do you think I am a vampire?
Speaker 8: Yes?
Speaker 2: How could I know?
Speaker 10: Valmont?
Speaker 1: The Black Raven Chronicles, there is a production of Geek
Carolina Storyteller written by Jonathan Miller, original musical compositions by
Paul F. Flowers, Voice direction by Jacqueline Burns. Sound designed
by Nick Haney and Marshawn Bryan, featuring the voices of
Sam Saunders, EEDL Valentine, Abigail Holms, Corey, Bishop, Adam Rose,
Jonathan Miller, Joshua Slavinek and E. C.
Speaker 6: Hart.
Speaker 1: Produced at FBL Studios in Charleston, South Carolina. Theme's song
Bring the Night by the band nit Guard. Please support
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Speaker 10: I play the Game
Speaker 7: Of Chances bas