Speaker 1: M hmm. In the void, where light fails and silence reigns.
We continue I descend into the most chilling corners of
the unknown. Welcome to season three of Dark Tails Uncovered,
where every story pulls you deeper into the shadows. This
season unfolds the haunting continuation of Zombie Water II, Rise
of the Deep, and now we enter the eye of
the horror with the chapter four, The Silent Storm. In
the stillness of the deep, a storm bruise unseen. It's
not the roaring winds or crashing waves that you should fear,
but the silence that comes before the terror strikes. The
calm is merely a prelude to the chaos lurking beneath
Dark Tails Uncovered, Season three. Brace yourself for the Silent Storm.
Chapter four, The Silent Storm. The sky darkened as they
sailed further from cold war reef, thick clouds rolling into
swallow what little sunlight remained. The boat cut through the water,
its engine low hum that seemed insignificant against the vast,
haunting silence of the infected ocean. Thunder rumbled in the distance,
casting eerie flashes of light over the waves, as if
even the weather had been tainted by the infection lurking
in the depths. Nina's hands gripped to the railing, her
eyes fixed on the horizon. The samples Calvin had gathered
sat in the boat's small lab area, each vial pulsing
with the same sickly glow. The infection wasn't just a virus.
It was something alive, spreading like wildfiver through the water.
They'd barely escaped the reef, and yet the creature's hollow
eyes still haunted her, a reminder of the horrors lurking
just beneath the surface. Jake steered the boat with one hand,
the other resting on his harpoon gun. What's our next move,
he asked, breaking the silence, Nina turned to Calvin, who
was hunched over a reportable microscope, examining a sample with
furrough brows. Did you find anything, she asked, hoping for
a shred of good news. Calvin's side, rubbing his temples.
It's evolving faster than I thought possible. The infection isn't
just adapting to water. It's forming new structures, bonding with
the organisms on a cellular level. It's almost like it's
self aware. He looked up his face pale. I'm not
sure how much longer we can keep up with it. Mayer,
who had been listening quietly round So what does that mean?
Can we stop it? Nina exchanged a look with Calvin,
her expression grim. If it's an adaptive, as Calvin says
it is, it's almost impossible to contain. We might need
to find the cure, the core sauce, something deeper than
just the infected hotspot. Jake tighten this grip on the wheel,
his jaw clenched. And where would that be? The pit
at Colwall Reef was the most effective place we've seen
so far. We barely got out alive. Maybe it's further out,
may It, suggested, glancing at the dark, choppy waters. If
it started at the ocean's floor, we'd have to go
really deep, really deep. They all stared at the water
around them, an expanse so vast and dark it seemed
to go on forever. Nina shivered. The thought of venturing
deeper into those cursed waters, closer to the heart of
the infection sent a chill down a spine. But if
they didn't stop it, then no one would. A loud,
metallic clang echoed from below deck, jolting everyone out of
their thoughts. Jake spun around, harpoon, gun at the ready.
What was that? Maya's face turned pale. Did something get
on the boat? Nina motioned for them to stay quiet.
She led the w slowly to stend, descending the steps
to the lower deck, where the equipment and supplies were stored.
Her footstep. Her footsteps were cautious, each one echoing through
the tight, dimly light lit space. As she reached around
the lower deck, a cold draft brushed past her, carrying
with it a damp, rotten smell. She scanned the room,
her eyes narrowing on the storage cabinet that was slightly ajar,
the door creaking as it swayed of the boat boat's movement.
Jake kick the back, she whispered, signaling for him to
be take position by the far war. Maya stay close
to Nina, gripping a metal pipe tightly, her knuckles white
with tension. Jake opened the cabinet and Nina tensed, expecting
a corpse or an effective creature to lunge out, but
it was empty. What Jake muttered, running his hand along
the door, just as he pulled it back. The boat
rocked violently, they throwing them off balance. A loud splash
echoed from the above deck, followed by a chilling on
her earthly howl. Get back up there, Nina yelled, sprinting
up the stairs. The deck was chaos. Rain had begun
to fall, drenching everything in seconds. As the storm finally
broke overhead lightning illuminated the waves, revealing dozens of shapes
in the water, figures with decayed cease soaked skin, reaching
out with skeletal hands. Some clung to the side of
the boat, while others floated just beneath the surface, their
lifeless eyes staring up at the crew. One of the creatures,
a bloated, half dissolved fisherman, was climbing over the railing,
his waterlogged limbs creaking with each movement. Jake fired his
harpoon gun, hitting the creature square in the chest. It
collapsed backwards into the water, but the others quickly took
its place, their groans mingling with a howling wind and
the crashing waves. Where Maya shouted, swinging her metal pipe
at a pair of hands gripping the railing. She struck one,
sending it back into the sea, but another one immediately
took its place. Nina grabbed one of the chemical spray
canisters and aimed it at the oncoming horde, bouncing them
with the formula Calvin had developed. The creatures hissed, the
flesh bubbling and melting, but they continued to claw their
way forward, their eyes empty and relentless. Calvin, who had
been watching in horror, suddenly snapped out of his trans trance.
The samples, he shouted, rushing to the lab area. If
these things are drawn to the infection, they might be
coming after the samples we collected. Nina realized he was right.
We can't let them get to the samples. If even
a tiny amount of the infection escapes, it could spread
faster than we could contain. Then we need to get
rid of it, Jake said, grabbing a viral a bit
back in the ocean. Let it sink to the bottom.
Calvin shook his head. No, we need to samples if
we're going to find a cure. We just need to
secure them better. He turned to Maya, help me lock
these up. Maya nodded, and the two of them began
packing the virals into a reinforced case, securing each one tightly.
As the boat rocked under the relentless onslaw of the infected,
thunder crashed overhead and lightning illuminated the faces of the
creatures as they clawed out the boat, their hollow eyes
flashing into the light storm. Jake and Nina held the line,
fighting back wave after wave of undead. Their chemical spray
was running low, and their weapons were barely holding the
hoard back. The creatures, fingers scraping at the holes, their
rotten nails leaving deep, jagged scratches. Suddenly, one of the
larger infected, a massive, decomposed man with barnacles encrusted on
his skin, climbed over the side, roaring as he lunged
at Jake. Jake swung his harpoon gun like a club,
knocking the creature back, but it retaliated, grabbing him by
the arm and pulling him towards the eded edge. Jake
Nina screamed, rushing to his side. With a surge of strength,
Jake kicked back the creature in his chest, freeing himself
just as Nina fired a flare into the monster's face.
It fell backwards, splashing into the water below, but it's raw,
echoed around them to signal to the others. Nina took
a deep breath, her gaze steely. We need to end
this now. She turned to Calvin. Is there any way
we can use the samples against them? Calvin hesitated, glancing
at the case. If we concentrateed the formula, it might
create a reaction strong enough to destabilize the infected. But
it's risky. If it doesn't work, we could make the
infections even stronger. Nina nodded, determination, hardening her expression. It's
a risk we have to take. Calvin quickly mixed the
remaining samples into a single vial, creating a glowing, volatile concoction.
He handed it to Nina, his face pale. Once you
throw this, we won't have another chance. Nina took the vial,
feeling the faint warmth radiating from it. She climbed onto
the railing, her eyes locked on the horde of the
infected below. With a sturdy breath, she hurled the vial
into the center of the mass. The vial shattered. The vial.
The vial shattered, releasing a plume of green smoke that
spread over the water. The infected let out guttural screams,
their body as convulsing as the concentrated formula took effect.
Flesh mounted from the bone, and the water churned from
the toxic frost. As the infected dissolved, merging into the dark,
oily waves, the storm began to clear, the rain slow
into a gentle drizzle as the infected melted away. A
strange stillness settled over the water, broken only by the
gentle lap of the waves. Nina looked at her As
Nina looked at her exhausted crew, each of them drenched
but shaken and alive. They had won this battle, but
the infection was far from defeated. The samples were gone,
but the knowledge they agained was invaluable. Calvin placed a
hand on her shoulder. We're going to need a new plan,
Nina's eyes. Nina's nodded, her eyes fixed on the horizon.
Then we'll find one. We know we're up to. We
know what we're up against now, it's only a matter
of time before we find the source, and when we do,
we'll be ready. As the first rays of dawn broke
over the ocean, the team took one last look at
the calm waters around them. Each of them so antony,
vowing to end this nightmare. The infection was still out there,
lurking in the depths, but so were they, and they
would stop at nothing to bring it down