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Well folks, as we hit our final hour of the show this lovely
Wednesday afternoon, I'd like to take the opportunity to remind
you of the Wellman County Festival happening all weekend
long. That's right, the kids aren't
the only ones who know how to have a good summer.
The 43rd annual Flowers and Fireworks Festival will be a
buzz Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
If you bring in a clipping of the ad from our local paper, the
Larkville Harbor, you can get $0.10 off your entry ticket.
I sure love the festival, Allen. Last year I took home a trophy
for the pie eating contest, and this year I've got my eye on
that chili cook off. I've made a name for myself six
years and counting at our local high school fundraiser, but
let's see what state can get me. If you didn't make that drive
with a trunk full of treats, well, you just wouldn't be you.
Well, what can I say? The missus is a great cook, but
nothing beats fried fair food up in Wellman County.
I've heard they're trying a fried pineapple cheese and
chicken sandwich to celebrate The Beach Boys album Endless
Summer hitting number one on the charts.
As much as I enjoy what those creative types come up with, for
me it's the livestock show. I've always fancied myself a bit
of a cowboy at heart. Can't wait to see the hogs and
cattle who take home the blue ribbons.
There's a cat named Hazelnut. My cousin plans to enter and I'm
sure she's taken home that incredible top prize of $20. $20
Where can I get a cow or a pig that's that type of winner?
Probably on your plate. The night is still, the forest
dark, a distant screen, a Lantern spark through tangled
woods you make your way, where unseen eyes observe their.
Prey A. Creaking branch, a whispered
name, a chilling wind, an Epping flame.
The path ahead is cold and frail.
Secrets weave through nights thin veil.
Old legends speak of spirits near, of those who vanished,
drowned in fear. Moonlight fades and shadows
swell on the trail to wanna tell.
The. And that is why you never swim
right after eating. You know what time it is now.
Tigers lights out. Except the Night Lights.
Except your Night Lights. No flashlights though.
I see that one under the pillow. Turn it off.
Don't waste your batteries. We mean it.
Pretty tame one tonight. Even with the hole.
There's eyes in the meatloaf thing.
If we keep scaring them I doubt any would want to come back to
camp. Plus it's getting weird lately.
A boring 1 feels a lot better when the other councillors are
just out of it. How's Thomas doing?
What is that? What's what that?
I think it's a mirror under this.
What is this grease? Gross.
Why are you touching it? EW, I swear I've never seen it
before. We store all kinds of junk in
here, but not antique mirrors. I don't think even my mom would
keep that thing. Maybe the janitor guy stashed it
here after the wolf cabin clean out on Monday, or one of the
kids found it on a hike. A grimy half rusted mirror
maybe? Be careful, don't break it.
I'm not, I'm not. I just want to clean it off.
Maybe we can hang it up in the morning.
You have to admit, it would be nice to get ready without having
to wait for a bunch of 10 year olds to actually brush their
teeth. Fine, let me help.
Whatever got on there, it's not budging.
We could try the window spray, spray and shine.
That stuff reeks. If that doesn't get it off,
nothing will. This thing doesn't give you the
creeps. Why would it?
It's just a mirror there. Much better.
Oh, cool, that part wasn't rusted after all.
Somehow that doesn't make it better.
What? It's not nearly as sticky
anymore. It's so scratched up.
Look, something gouged up the metal on the side.
Well, duh, it's old mags. I just mean never mind.
Maggie. Maggie.
Hello. Earth to Magster, huh?
You must be wiped. I've been calling your name for
like a minute. Sorry I didn't hear you.
It's fine. Come on.
We helped Cassie and Sarah for like 2 days with their kids.
It's no wonder you're exhausted. Hopefully the kids are as tired
as I am. What the hell was that mirror
even there for? It's not like it matches
anything else in here. Oh, come on.
I thought I'd turn the light off earlier.
Anyone in here? Everything OK?
Seriously, if I find out one of you are playing some stupid
prank on me, I I know I heard someone.
Do you want to get sent home like Andrew?
This isn't cool, guys. It's time for bed.
Maggie. This this isn't funny.
Stupid sink. This dripping is going to drive
me crazy. That's all it is.
I'm too tired and this is keeping me awake.
And look at those circles under my eyes.
Maggie. Oh, shit.
Are you OK? What are you doing in here?
God, you scared me so bad. Sorry I woke up hearing a voice.
You heard it too. I heard you talking to yourself
and then I saw the light was on. I thought maybe one of the kids
was sick or something. You didn't answer when I called
your name, but I was whispering, so Nope, just me.
You look like you're trying to recreate Night of the Cobra
Woman in the mirror. What are you even doing?
I couldn't sleep, and when I rolled over, the light was still
on. Didn't we turn it off earlier?
I thought so, right? And then I thought I heard
something. So you were talking back to it.
Ha ha, very funny. I'm serious.
Me too. Do you want to radio Miss Wade
or one of the guys? No, I think it was just the wind
in my imagination, honestly. OK, if you're sure they wouldn't
mind checking. We've just been telling too many
ghost stories. Night, Mandy.
Sleep tight. Maggie.
Maggie.
What the? Who moved the mirror?
Maggie, Amanda. Amanda.
Mandy. You need to wake up.
Right. Flipping now, huh?
The cabin is haunted. What?
What's wrong? The mirror.
Did you move the mirror? What did you say?
I said we're haunted or cursed. Maybe both.
Did you put the mirror in here? Did you hang it on the wall?
With what? A hammer and nails?
Of course not. I've been asleep.
There's something wrong with it. It.
I think it's talking. The mirror.
Yes. Look, it's just reflections of
me and you. And what, you're looking at me,
obviously, because you aren't listening.
No, I mean, you are, but both of you are.
The you sitting next to me and the you in the mirror.
Oh, my God. I can't look at it.
Maggie. I'm scared.
Amanda, just just don't look back at the mirror.
Go turn on the lights or something.
We're clearly imagining things. Now you're smiling at me.
I am not. It is.
Except it shouldn't be. It's just a gross mirror.
Right? Fine.
It's still just smiling at me. Yo, that's freaky.
I don't think people have that many teeth.
What do we do? This has got to be some trick.
Don't go near it. That's the worst idea.
Let me go. Turn on the lights.
We'll go. Stay in one of the other cabins.
Maggie. I said we need to go now.
I don't care if this is a joke. I'm done.
The cracks in the glass, there's something in it.
Stop. Amanda, please, you creepo
thing. Stop.
Let her go.
I'm not. Peggy.
What's going on? Maggie.
Mags. Maggie, snap out of it.
Wake up. You wake then.
Mags, you're really scaring me. Please wake up.
I'm wide awake. Amanda, go back to bed, please.
I'm begging you. You're sleepwalking or
something. You're not supposed to wake
someone sleepwalking, man. Let her sleep.
Let her. Dream.
Ha ha. This is super funny, super good
prank. I think we're ready to go back
to sleep now. There's something else in it,
Mandy. Can't you see it?
I can almost reach. Don't touch it.
Hold on. Just just just hold on My eyes.
Mandy, what's wrong with my eyes?
Give me a second to think. Oh, my God.
I'm OK.
Amanda, I'm all right. Don't cry.
I can't help it. I didn't know what to do.
The kids, it looks like none of them woke up.
Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
My mom will kill me if anything happened to them.
Are you sure you're OK? Well, no.
Can you turn the light on? I can't see where the glass is.
Hang on. Let's get you back in bed.
Everyone seems fine. I don't think I'm sleeping
anymore tonight. What do we tell Miss Wade?
Is there anything we could say that she would believe?
Maybe those stories we hear all the time.
What if they're true? Absolutely not.
I am not even going to consider those are true.
Why not? Because.
Because you were sleepwalking at a mirror or, or sleep talking
something. Amanda, there was something in
it. It looked like me.
It was your reflection and you were having a nightmare.
You saw it too. I don't know what I was seeing.
It was dark and we're both scared and we're both tired.
Mandy, stop it. It's still a couple of hours
until sunrise and there's there's another mirror in the
bathroom. Remember, if any of the kids
wake up, you had a nightmare. Why didn't they?
What? Why didn't they wake up?
I don't want to think about it. They seem fine.
Do we have to turn the lights off again if towed cabin gets to
keep theirs on? We get to keep ours on, at least
for tonight. What about the flashlights?
I have mine right here, but we should probably save the
batteries. It'll be OK.
I've got you. Credits to the cast in order of
appearance. Geoff Motts as Johnny Cowan,
Tory Dr. as Alan Wilson, Marlin Dance Hooey as the Narrator and
the Monster. Jay Wassell as Amanda McMillan,
Rachel Schumacher as Maggie Roberts, Sox Sokolowski as the
Monsters, Lairs. Additional voices by Kelly the
Camel. Credits to our crew Executive
producer and associate writer Erin Valentine.
Lead producer and associate writer Seth Bridabel.
Lead writer Adele King, script editor and law keeper Eli King,
Lead audio engineer, Composer and associate writer Meg
McKellar. Audio engineers.
Este Hernandez, Jacob Gucci Yamaguchi and Joshua
Chamberlain. Lead visuals artist.
Dexter Valentine visuals artist NB Lee, thank you for listening
to 1.7 Miles to Lake Guanatal, a Honeydew Studios production.
We hope you enjoyed. Tune in next Saturday for a new
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