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3 Lockdown Horror Stories Animated (Compilation of November 2022) · Dr. NoSleep Animations

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  Speaker 1: The red phone on my desk began to ring around
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  Speaker 1: noon the day the plant burned to the ground. I
• 0:08
  Speaker 1: had worked as head of security for Caverna Cattle Processing
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  Speaker 1: for half a decade, and it had never rung. My
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  Speaker 1: heart dropped as I considered the loss of life that
• 0:18
  Speaker 1: would follow the metallic jingling. I picked it up and
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  Speaker 1: held it.
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  Speaker 2: To my ear.
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  Speaker 1: Code Red?' I asked, voice shaking.' Confirmed,' said a man
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  Speaker 1: from the other end.
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  Speaker 2: Follow Tier 5 protocol.
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  Speaker 1: This is a total loss.
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  Speaker 2: Start the process immediately.
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  Speaker 1: line went dead. I swallowed hard and sat the phone
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  Speaker 1: carefully back into the cradle. Not that it mattered. It
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  Speaker 1: would be a charred pile of plastic before the day
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  Speaker 1: was out. I lifted the plexiglass cover on the wall
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  Speaker 1: above my desk and pushed the yellow button labeled Slaughterhouse.
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  Speaker 1: A secondary red button flashed below it. Sweat poured down
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  Speaker 1: my face as doubt swept through my mind. I wanted
• 1:00
  Speaker 1: to think it wasn't too late, but I knew it was.
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  Speaker 1: I pushed the flashing red button to finalize the operation.
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  Speaker 1: The slaughterhouse workers were all dead anyway. Looking at the
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  Speaker 1: security monitors for the slaughterhouse, I could see the staff
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  Speaker 1: scrambling toward the doors. As soon as I hit the
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  Speaker 1: secondary button, the magnetic locks engaged, and there would be
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  Speaker 1: a mechanical voice playing through the overhead speakers, announcing the lockdown.
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  Speaker 1: It would tell some soothing lie that normal operations would
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  Speaker 1: resume any moment, but they knew better. In a dead-end
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  Speaker 1: town like this, people flocked to Caverna for decent pay
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  Speaker 1: and dependable hours. A few years in, and most of
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  Speaker 1: them even accepted the twisted nature of what we actually did.
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  Speaker 1: Most of them probably lied and told themselves nothing bad
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  Speaker 1: could really happen. For a few brief moments before they died,
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  Speaker 1: they understood it had all been a comforting lie. I
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  Speaker 1: turned back to my computer and entered the command to
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  Speaker 1: announce the facility evacuation for all of the other floors.
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  Speaker 1: Scanning the bank of monitors, I could see the other
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  Speaker 1: workers cease their duties and begin to move in an
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  Speaker 1: orderly fashion for the nearest exit. The alert sounded like
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  Speaker 1: a fire alarm, so they would move a safe distance
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  Speaker 1: away from the building before Tier 5 protocol finished. The
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  Speaker 1: waves of other workers were still marching out, but I
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  Speaker 1: turned my head back to the bank of slaughterhouse monitors.
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  Speaker 1: In the brief moments I had looked away, nearly a
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  Speaker 1: third of the cameras had gone offline. I knew the
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  Speaker 1: things were destructive, but I had no idea how quickly
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  Speaker 1: they had moved or how they had escaped containment. On
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  Speaker 1: one of the screens, a horrible image flickered lifelessly. In
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  Speaker 1: front of one of the exit doors, there was a
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  Speaker 1: pile of people. Parts of them, anyway. I had never
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  Speaker 1: been more grateful that the Caverna Cattle Processing Plant owners
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  Speaker 1: had never transitioned the old cameras to color. My imagination
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  Speaker 1: made the scene bad enough. I turned back toward the
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  Speaker 1: other monitors to see a few slow movers still shuffling
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  Speaker 1: around inside the plant. There wasn't much time left before
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  Speaker 1: I would have to enter the final protocol command. My
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  Speaker 1: face was burning with anger at the stragglers. I picked
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  Speaker 1: up the system-wide mic on my desk and held it
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  Speaker 1: to my mouth. Get the hell out, I shouted. The
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  Speaker 1: building is on fire and I can't leave the security
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  Speaker 1: booth until the place is cleared. The last few slow-moving
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  Speaker 1: employees unexpectedly picked up their pace and moved toward the exits.
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  Speaker 1: I breathed a sigh of relief as my eyes darted
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  Speaker 1: from monitor to monitor. All of the floors, other than
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  Speaker 1: the slaughterhouse, were clear. I turned to the row of
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  Speaker 1: buttons and pushed the yellow and red sequences to finalize
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  Speaker 1: the order. Clicks reverberated through the facility as the magnetic
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  Speaker 1: locks engaged. The things were trapped inside and the hidden
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  Speaker 1: self-destruct system would engage in just a few moments. Stealing
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  Speaker 1: one more look back at the slaughterhouse monitors, I finally
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  Speaker 1: saw the things. Bovine heads extended from their serpentine necks.
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  Speaker 1: They waved side to side, bobbing above their arachnoid bodies.
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  Speaker 1: Most of them had eight eyes, but a few had
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  Speaker 1: ten or more. The hooves came to a sharp point.
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  Speaker 1: Bloated udders randomly spotted their body, dripping some liquid too
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  Speaker 1: thick to be milk. Gore dripped from their slack mouths.
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  Speaker 1: They skittered across the slaughterhouse floor. tracking down the last
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  Speaker 1: few survivors. Every few moments another camera would go offline.
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  Speaker 1: I never understood why they destroyed the cameras. Did they
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  Speaker 1: know I was watching them? Could they think? Were they
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  Speaker 1: more than just some monstrosity the Caverna Cattle Processing Company
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  Speaker 1: had developed to cut costs? The damn things grew too rapidly.
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  Speaker 1: They were too dangerous. Surely Caverna knew it. Sure, they
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  Speaker 1: tasted like beef. but I couldn't help but be sickened
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  Speaker 1: by the monstrosities that had overwhelmed the slaughterhouse floor. Dozens
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  Speaker 1: of people inside were dead, all in the name of
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  Speaker 1: higher profit. My computer monitor began to flash rapidly, counting
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  Speaker 1: down the moments until the incendiary devices would cause the
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  Speaker 1: plant to erupt in flames. That was the protocol. Genetically
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  Speaker 1: engineer monsters that taste like beef. If they break containment,
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  Speaker 1: destroy the plant and any staff trapped inside. Insurance would
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  Speaker 1: pay to rebuild in a new town. The families would
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  Speaker 1: get a meager payout. Caverna would just move on, open
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  Speaker 1: a new plant, breed more creatures. Next time you're at
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  Speaker 1: the grocery store, skip the Caverna Meats section. It may
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  Speaker 1: be a price you like, but you get what you pay. Also,
• 5:45
  Speaker 1: it turns out that most of you guys who watch
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  Speaker 1: me aren't actually subscribed. So if you like the content
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  Speaker 1: and want to support the channel, go ahead and hit
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  Speaker 1: the bell. It's free and you can always change your
• 5:56
  Speaker 1: mind later. The screen of my tablet danced with a
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  Speaker 1: thousand different sequences that I didn't understand. It didn't matter anyway.
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  Speaker 1: All of the data presented on the screen wasn't for
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  Speaker 1: me to check anyway. Technological mumbo-jumbo, all of it. The
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  Speaker 1: only thing I cared about was the little green bar
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  Speaker 1: that was filling up at the bottom. 82% complete. It
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  Speaker 1: would have been my last job for a month before
• 6:29
  Speaker 1: I flew home for some rest and relaxation. I had
• 6:33
  Speaker 1: worked for Midwest Structural Security for a decade, and it
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  Speaker 1: was the cushiest gig I ever had. Fallout shelters weren't
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  Speaker 1: exactly all the rage, but they were becoming more common
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  Speaker 1: with every passing year. Natural disasters used to be our
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  Speaker 1: bread and butter, but it seemed like the world was
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  Speaker 1: falling to shit, politically speaking. Wealthy folks couldn't get enough
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  Speaker 1: of our underground, home-away-from-home setups. That inspection was my third
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  Speaker 1: one that week. A crew would spend months, sometimes even years,
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  Speaker 1: carefully building the state-of-the-art bunkers. After they were finished, I
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  Speaker 1: would show up and do the final check. Full inspection,
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  Speaker 1: top to bottom. No system went unnoticed. My final step
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  Speaker 1: before the official sign-off on a job site was to
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  Speaker 1: hook my tablet up to the main computer and run
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  Speaker 1: a final diagnostic check. Every mechanical and computer-controlled system would
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  Speaker 1: go through an intense diagnostic and produce a finalized report.
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  Speaker 1: Easy money, if not a bit time-consuming. I didn't mind, though.
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  Speaker 1: The bunkers were more luxurious than any place I had
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  Speaker 1: ever lived. Most were identical in structure. but the interior
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  Speaker 1: design was picked out by the owners. Their own special
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  Speaker 1: little touch, I guess. Knowing it was my last sight
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  Speaker 1: before vacation, it seemed like the tablet diagnostic was running
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  Speaker 1: slower than ever. I hadn't looked at the screen in
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  Speaker 1: over five minutes, but when I looked again, it had
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  Speaker 1: only moved up one percent. The oversized feather couch in
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  Speaker 1: the bunker's living room area was comfortable, though. It had
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  Speaker 1: crossed my mind to set an alarm on my cell
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  Speaker 1: phone and take a quick snooze. I was reaching into
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  Speaker 1: my pocket to pull out my phone when a thick
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  Speaker 1: peppering of concrete erupted, hitting the side of my face.
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  Speaker 1: The crumbling of stone and squeal of rebar filled the
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  Speaker 1: inside of the concrete box as I sprung from the couch.
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  Speaker 1: My tablet screen was flashing red and I began to
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  Speaker 1: run for the exit hatch. The PA system above roared
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  Speaker 1: to life.
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  Speaker 2: Warning, warning, unexpected breach detected.
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  Speaker 1: Emergency lockdown mode commencing. Stand clear of all exits. Bulkheads
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  Speaker 1: will secure in five seconds. As I listened to the announcement,
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  Speaker 1: I kept running toward the exit hatch. There was no
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  Speaker 1: chance I would make it, but my legs continued pumping nonetheless.
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  Speaker 1: My mind was still reeling as I tried to figure
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  Speaker 1: out what the hell had caused the structural damage to
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  Speaker 1: the barrier wall. I was just in time to watch
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  Speaker 1: the damn thing seal shut. The hydraulic door system hissed
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  Speaker 1: and groaned as the heavy steel plate shifted into place.
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  Speaker 1: A dull thud and small shock passed through the bunker
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  Speaker 1: as the barrier settled into its frame. Having accepted that
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  Speaker 1: I was trapped inside the bunker, I pulled my phone
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  Speaker 1: from my pocket to make contact with someone from the company.
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  Speaker 1: The unexplained structural failure needed to be reported and someone
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  Speaker 1: needed to come to perform an emergency override to get
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  Speaker 1: me out. It would take hours for me to do
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  Speaker 1: from the inside and there was no way of telling
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  Speaker 1: if the structure was preparing for collapse. I looked at
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  Speaker 1: my phone. No reception. A moment of panic settled in
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  Speaker 1: before I came to my senses. Each one of the
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  Speaker 1: bunkers we constructed came with a satellite phone communication system.
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  Speaker 1: I began to walk down the cement steps into the
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  Speaker 1: main area to check the link up when another explosion
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  Speaker 1: of cement sprayed just a few feet ahead of me,
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  Speaker 1: followed by what felt like an earthquake. My feet shook
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  Speaker 1: beneath me and I tumbled down the last few steps.
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  Speaker 1: I threw my arms out in front of me, but
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  Speaker 1: it was too late. All of my weight came crashing down,
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  Speaker 1: causing the side of my head to slam against the
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  Speaker 1: thin carpet covering the cement floor. My vision wavered and
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  Speaker 1: everything went black. I'm not sure how long I was out,
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  Speaker 1: but when I came to, chunks of concrete and twisted
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  Speaker 1: lines of rebar were scattered across the floor. Something was
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  Speaker 1: scraping across the concrete foundation, mimicking the sound of nails
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  Speaker 1: on a chalkboard. I lifted my head to find the
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  Speaker 1: source of the noise and nearly pissed my pants when
• 10:39
  Speaker 1: I saw it. Bright rays of sunlight were piercing through
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  Speaker 1: a hole in the four-foot-thick wall. Dirt and crumbled concrete
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  Speaker 1: were sliding in from the openings. pushed by an enormous
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  Speaker 1: white hand. From the tip of the talons to the
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  Speaker 1: bend of the wrist, it had the texture of porous bone.
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  Speaker 1: Deep dimples in the ivory claw were filled with dirt.
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  Speaker 1: The massive hand scratched at the floor, feeling around as
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  Speaker 1: though it were a bear reaching into a log, searching
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  Speaker 1: for an easy meal. In my daze, I managed to
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  Speaker 1: push myself back a few feet just as one of
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  Speaker 1: the claws sank deeply into the concrete where I had
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  Speaker 1: been only moments before. A deep wound in the concrete
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  Speaker 1: trailed back to the hole as the colossal hand pulled
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  Speaker 1: itself out. The ground rumbled as something unimaginably massive moved overhead.
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  Speaker 1: The quakes gradually grew less in intensity before vanishing altogether.
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  Speaker 1: I remained in the bunker for hours after that, afraid
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  Speaker 1: that the thing was outside. Maybe it was just waiting
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  Speaker 1: to see if I came out. My stomach turned with
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  Speaker 1: the thought of seeing what was on the other end
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  Speaker 1: of that grotesque hand. The daylight drifted into twilight, and still,
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  Speaker 1: I sat frozen in the same spot. My stomach growled
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  Speaker 1: for food, yet nothing could pry me away. It wasn't
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  Speaker 1: until the next morning when sunlight began to pour in
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  Speaker 1: through the shaft before I finally decided to make my escape.
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  Speaker 1: I clambered up through the hole the thing had gouged
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  Speaker 1: into the bunker and poked my head above ground level.
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  Speaker 1: My truck was ripped to shreds and scattered around the field.
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  Speaker 1: A line of trenches were grooved into the ground as
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  Speaker 1: far as my eyes could see. Some hellish trail left
• 12:24
  Speaker 1: by whatever nightmare creature had burrowed its way in. I
• 12:29
  Speaker 1: guess those bunkers couldn't keep everything out. I woke up
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  Speaker 1: to my wife sobbing gently in the bed beside me.
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  Speaker 1: Our tiny passenger cabin on the cruise liner acted like
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  Speaker 1: an echo chamber, turning her gentle weeping into echoed cries.
• 12:48
  Speaker 1: When I opened my eyes, the soft light from under
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  Speaker 1: the door illuminated the room in a light that sent
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  Speaker 1: thin shadows crawling up the walls. My eyes focused in
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  Speaker 1: the darkness to see Nancy sitting up in bed. She
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  Speaker 1: was clutching the phone from our bedside table in her hands.
• 13:06
  Speaker 1: A soft voice was speaking through the earpiece, but I
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  Speaker 1: couldn't understand what they were saying. Nancy, I said in
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  Speaker 1: a gentle tone, is everything all right? I don't know, Marvin,
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  Speaker 1: she replied. I'm scared. Who was on the phone? I asked,
• 13:24
  Speaker 1: pushing myself up into a sitting position. Something wrong with
• 13:28
  Speaker 1: the kids back home? Nancy's muffled crying morphed into defined
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  Speaker 1: wails when I mentioned the children. That cruise was the
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  Speaker 1: first trip we'd taken without the kids. It was our
• 13:39
  Speaker 1: 10th anniversary celebration, and we decided to make it just
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  Speaker 1: the two of us. I'm glad we didn't bring them,
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  Speaker 1: Who knows if they would have made it back home.
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  Speaker 1: Can you tell me what's wrong, sweetie? I asked again.
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  Speaker 1: She opened her mouth to answer, but nothing but mournful
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  Speaker 1: sounds came out. I tried to give her a minute
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  Speaker 1: to collect herself, but her composure didn't return. Gently, I
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  Speaker 1: pulled the phone from her hand and held it to
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  Speaker 1: my ear.
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  Speaker 2: This is the Sea Lantern Cruise Line Information Center. We
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  Speaker 2: regret to inform you that multiple cases of norovirus have
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  Speaker 2: been reported aboard the ship. At this time, we will
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  Speaker 2: be instituting a lockdown measure to slow the spread of
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  Speaker 2: the infection. All passengers are to remain in their rooms
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  Speaker 2: until inspected by SLCL medical personnel. If you are suffering
• 14:33
  Speaker 2: from vomiting, diarrhea, or cramping, please report this to medical
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  Speaker 2: staff during your checkup. You will be reimbursed for any
• 14:41
  Speaker 2: and all ports of call canceled due to this unfortunate event.
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  Speaker 2: Thank you for choosing Sea Lantern Cruise Lines. You may
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  Speaker 2: hang up now. This message will play on a loop.
• 14:53
  Speaker 2: This is Sea Lantern Cruise Line.
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  Speaker 1: I leaned across Nancy and sat the phone back on
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  Speaker 1: the hook, pulling her close. I squeezed her tightly to
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  Speaker 1: my side and felt her body shudder. She clutched my leg,
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  Speaker 1: and I could feel her nails begin to sink into
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  Speaker 1: my skin. Easy, Nancy, I proclaimed, as I reached down
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  Speaker 1: to check if she had broken my skin. What has
• 15:16
  Speaker 1: you so worked up? Norovirus is no big deal. Nancy
• 15:21
  Speaker 1: sat up and turned her head toward me. Even in
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  Speaker 1: the dim light, I could see the fear in her eyes.
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  Speaker 1: Her jaw quivered as she tried to find her voice. No,
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  Speaker 1: it isn't a big deal, Marvin, she replied shakily. We
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  Speaker 1: went on a cruise with the kids two years back.
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  Speaker 1: There was a big outbreak of norovirus then too. The
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  Speaker 1: ship didn't go on lockdown. I ran my hands through
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  Speaker 1: my hair. She was right. The captain had made a
• 15:50
  Speaker 1: few announcements over the loudspeaker of the ship, but life
• 15:53
  Speaker 1: had gone on as normal. A few of the onboard
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  Speaker 1: bars and restaurants had closed, but otherwise, there hadn't been
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  Speaker 1: a change. We were on a different line that time,
• 16:05
  Speaker 1: I said, in an attempt to soothe their fears. My
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  Speaker 1: tone was probably unconvincing as my mind began to untangle
• 16:12
  Speaker 1: the troubled thoughts creeping around inside. It's probably just a
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  Speaker 1: company policy. Let's try and get some sleep before some
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  Speaker 1: rent-a-dock comes to knock on the door and take our temperature.
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  Speaker 1: Nancy muttered in agreement and put her head back on
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  Speaker 1: her pillow. I stretched myself back out on the too
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  Speaker 1: small bed and pulled the covers up to my shoulders.
• 16:35
  Speaker 1: The steady hum of the engine lulled us both back
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  Speaker 1: to sleep. I woke again to the sound of muffled screams.
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  Speaker 1: My pulse quickened as I jolted up in the bed.
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  Speaker 1: Sitting stone still, I listened intently for another outburst, but
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  Speaker 1: none came. Only the constant hum of the massive engines.
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  Speaker 1: It had been something in my dream, I thought to myself,
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  Speaker 1: and settled back down into the bed again. Nancy was
• 17:03
  Speaker 1: snoring peacefully beside me. and I placed my hand on
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  Speaker 1: her back. She shifted her body as she shrugged the
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  Speaker 1: blanket off of her shoulder. The rise and fall of
• 17:13
  Speaker 1: her back as she breathed helped to slow the panicked
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  Speaker 1: thumps from my heart. Sympathy panic, Marvin. That's all it is.
• 17:21
  Speaker 1: Nancy got a little worried earlier and spooked you too.
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  Speaker 1: Calm down and go back to bed. This vacation will
• 17:28
  Speaker 1: be gone before you know it. Just as I was
• 17:31
  Speaker 1: settling in, I heard someone knocking heavily on a cabin
• 17:35
  Speaker 1: door in the hall, followed by a loud voice. Through
• 17:38
  Speaker 1: the door, I couldn't quite hear what they were saying.
• 17:41
  Speaker 1: It was the medical team, I thought, making rounds to
• 17:44
  Speaker 1: put all of this silly business behind us. I gently
• 17:48
  Speaker 1: stood from the bed and crept to the door, placing
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  Speaker 1: my ear against the cold wood. The voice of two
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  Speaker 1: men filled the hallway. One soul lost and one awaiting treatment,
• 18:00
  Speaker 1: said the first man. The sound of flipping pages followed.
• 18:04
  Speaker 1: Male and female, David and Joyce Carmichael's. I'll call for
• 18:08
  Speaker 1: the removal team, said the second man. Which one needs treatment,
• 18:12
  Speaker 1: the man or the woman? The man, the first one replied.
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  Speaker 1: He's pretty weak. I could hear one of the men
• 18:19
  Speaker 1: walk back into the cabin before a single gunshot rang out.
• 18:23
  Speaker 1: I fell onto the floor in shock. Treatment complete, said
• 18:27
  Speaker 1: man number two. Last cabin on this floor. Looks like
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  Speaker 1: Marvin and Nancy Compton. Pop the door. White noise filled
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  Speaker 1: my ears as I heard a plastic keycard slap against
• 18:37
  Speaker 1: the magnetic lock of our door. The heavy wooden barrier
• 18:41
  Speaker 1: pushed in and light flooded through the opening. Two men
• 18:44
  Speaker 1: dressed in hazmat suits stood in front of me. The
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  Speaker 1: man in the rear had a gun. Good evening, Mr. Compton,
• 18:51
  Speaker 1: said the first man. Are you or your wife feeling ill?
• 18:56
  Speaker 1: A medical team wearing the same hazmat suits as the
• 18:58
  Speaker 1: two men came to our room and examined us. It
• 19:01
  Speaker 1: seemed to shock them to find us in perfect health,
• 19:04
  Speaker 1: terrified as we were. They had us put on two
• 19:07
  Speaker 1: hazmat suits and raced us to the elevator. Two men
• 19:10
  Speaker 1: escorted us down the main hallway and through the empty
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  Speaker 1: lobby and onto the main deck. We didn't see a
• 19:16
  Speaker 1: single soul other than the medical team. No matter how
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  Speaker 1: many questions we asked, they remained silent. We approached a
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  Speaker 1: helicopter that sat idling on the deck. Lounge chairs and
• 19:28
  Speaker 1: white towels sat scattered all around. The team pushed us
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  Speaker 1: into the chopper where we belted up and lifted off
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  Speaker 1: into the sky. Nancy clung to me more tightly than
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  Speaker 1: she ever had before. As we moved over the side
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  Speaker 1: of the ship, it finally made sense. Why we hadn't
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  Speaker 1: seen anyone else. On the deck were bright white body bags.
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  Speaker 2: Thousands. of them.
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