Speaker 1: Yah, Welcome back to Dark Tales uncovered. The enemy is
no longer just watching, it's listening. In chapter four, the
resistance digs deeper, with sightings increasing and communication systems breaking down.
Across the island Wight, Emily Carter and doctor Blake turn
their attention underground. The abandoned World War II era bunkers,
once thought to be obsolete, now hold secrets that may
connect the island's ancient pass to its alien presence. Present,
a strange signal pulses from deep within a sealed facility,
inaudible to the human ear, but capable of disrupting power
grids and inducing hallucinations as sound works to the code
the alien frequently from his base above. Emily, Blake and
Jake descend into the dark with a limited backup and
one mission, find the source and stop the transmission. With
the deeper they go, the stranger It becomes time distorughts,
shadows move, and deep within the earth, something is awake.
Are these signals formal communication or a countdown? Welcome to
Chapter four Signals in the Dark where the terror The
real terror isn't what you hear, but what answer is
Back only on Dark Tails uncovered chapter four signals in
the dark. Back at the police station, the atmosphere was tense.
Officers buzzed around taking calls from frantic residents, coordinating responses
to the strange occurrences spreading across the Isle of Wight. Emily,
Dr Blake and Jake huddled in the briefing room, their
faces illuminated by the dim glow of a single overhead lamp.
Emily spread a map of the island on the table,
marking the known locations of the anomalies they had accounted.
So far, we've confirmed to sites, but if Dr blake'spery
is correct, there could be more. Jake nodded his jaw tight.
The reports are flooding in light, power outages and strange noises.
People are scared, and they're looking for us, looking to
us for our answers. Dr Blake adjusted his glasses, leaning
over the map. If these objects are linked, they're likely
part of the larger network. We need to find a
central node, the point of origin. That's where we're uncover
their purpose and maybe somehow to how to stop them.
Emily traced her finger across along the coastline, stopping at
a remote area near the needles what about here. The
cliffs are isolated and there's been minimal activity reported. If
I were an alien trying to stay under the radar,
that's where i'd go. Jake considered it, then nodded, it's
worth checking out. I'll send a team to scout the area.
In the meantime, we need to keep the island secure
and the people calm. Blake looked at Emily, his expression serious.
We'll need more than just eyes on the ground. If
we can't need to set their signals, we might be
able to disrupt their communications, or at least understand what
they're planning. Emily's eyes lit up. I know someone who
can help. There's a tech expert in town, Sound Whittaker.
He's a bit of a recluse, but if anyone can
hack into the alien's tech, it's him. Jake raised an eyebrow. Whittaker,
the guy who built a drone out of scrap metal
would nearly caused the blackout last year. Emily smirt, that's
the one. He's brilliant, if a little unconventional. All right,
Jake conceded, get him on board, but we'll need every
advantage we can get. Emily. Doctor Blake set off towards
Sam Whittaker's workshop, a converted garage on the outskirts of town.
The building was surrounded by makeshift antennas and satellite dishes,
a testament to Sam's obsession with all things technological bound.
Sam hunched over a workbench, soldering wires on the device
that looked like a cross between a radio and a toaster.
He glanced up as they entered, his eyes narrowing behind
thick glasses. Emily Carter, he greeted, setting down his tools.
To what do I owe this pleasure? Needia help, Sam,
Emily said, cutting straight to the point. There's something big
happening and we think you're the only one who can
crack it. Sam lead back, crossing his arms. Big huh, alien,
big Doctor Blake stepped forward, Exactly, We've been counted some
kind of extraterrestrial technology, and if it's a part of
a larger invasion, we need to intercept their signals and
understand their network. Sam's eyes widened, a mix of fear
and excitement playing across his face. Aliens, now you've got
my attention. What kind of tech are we talking about?
Em We pulled out her camera, showing him the photos
of the metallic object. Sam studied them intently, nodding to himself.
This this is advanced, way beyond anything we've got. But
if they're using signals, I can try and tap into them.
It won't be easy, it will take some time, but
I mean thank you, Sam embily said, sincerely. Anything you
can do will help. Sam cracked his knuckles, already diving
into a array of equipment. Let's get to work. Back
at the police station, Jake was coordinating the next steps
when the power flickered, the lights and the air was
filled with an unsettling hum. The officers exchanged wired glances.
There are unease growing. Jake grabbed the radio. Stage's report.
What's happening out there? A crackling voice came through, Sir,
we've got movements near the cliffs, lights and something else.
We're not sure what it is, but it's big. Jake's
grip tightened on the radio. Hold your position. We're on
our way. Turning to his team, Jake barked, orders, gear up,
we're heading to the cliffs. What's out there, whatever's out there,
we're going to face it head on. As they prepared
to leave, Emily and Dr Blake returned joined by Sam,
who carried a hastily assembled device. We've got lead, Emily said.
Sam's working on intercepting their signals. We might be able
to disrupt their plans. Jake nodded his result firm good.
We need every edge we can get. Let's move HM.
As they headed out, the storm clouds had churned and
the wind the wind howling through the streets. The island
was on the brink of chaos, and the final confrontation
loomed ever closer. H