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[ ♪ Hellier Theme ♪ ]
We had... kind of put Hellier out of our minds.
We knew that Karl was editing everything, and we just kinda let it go.
One of the things that keeps popping up [huffs], even Taunia said this to us,
the harder you look for it, the less you're going to find it.
And with everything in this case, it seemed like every time we would
just kind of stop and breathe, and forget about it, some new weird
lead would pop up.
-How’s everybody doing tonight? Everybody good? You're gonna be good,
You're gonna be real good, in about ten minutes.
[Greg] Dana and I are doing a live stream, for the museum members,
and...
I notice that in the live stream, an email has popped up.
And, you know, we use our phone to do the livestream most the time
so we see the stuff that pops in, we're paying attention, cause we're
interacting with people! And this email pops up, and it has a title that's
something to the effect of, you know "Urgent! Life or Death, please respond"
And I thought, well, that sounds important.
And we get stuff like that often with like haunted objects and things
and so I just figured, well it's another haunted object type deal.
So we go through the stream.
We end the stream.
And I remember, "oh we got this email." So I got back and I open it up
and I start reading it.
And as I'm reading through it, I start to literally shake.
Because
it was just an expanded version of the email we got from David
so many years earlier.
So when it finally came time to go to the coordinate points,
the thing that was really strange is the night before I left...
I had planned for this trip, I think two weeks in advance, because
I had been going to school at the time.
And it just happened to line up on an in-between area of my semesters
so I had some free time off,
I decided to go out, follow up on what I presumed was going to be
one of the last leads that hasn't been looked into yet.
So I was literally at a laundromat late at night,
literally folding my clothes. And you gave me a time, you're like
"I'll be free in like twenty minutes."
And Greg picks up the phone. And the first thing he says,
he goes "I've been waiting for you to call me."
"You won't believe what just happened."
I go "what?!"
"... the emails started again."
[laughs in amazement] I'm like
"what do you mean the emails started again?"
And then Greg reads the craziest, scariest email
I've ever heard in my life.
Alright so it's from Amy [redacted]
she even has a picture attached to her Gmail address.
9:10 P.M.
"First, if you get this and I'm missing. Take note it's UFOnauts."
Which is a weird fuckin term to use, no one uses that.
[Tyler on phone} Right.
[Dana] No, you would only use that term if you knew exactly what
that term was associated with. - Yes.
[Tyler] Right. Exactly. Exactly.
"First if you get this and I'm missing, take note it's UFOnauts.
I live by Hail Bridge Road, aka Ruth community.
I heard a lady screaming bloody murder, and begging for the torture to stop.
I had run to rescue. Found no one.
I kept searching, stumbled on the UN
capitalized U-N, space, imaginable.
Time is of the essence. As now I am a target for the next ritual
and sacrifice.
[Tyler] Oh my god...
-They are literally this whole town.
Coral cave system.
My name is Amy [Redacted]
my date of birth is [redacted]
Why would you put your date of birth on there? That's a weird...
- Confirmation [Dana] For confirmation, yeah.
I'm in serious danger and no police will do anything as they are
a part of this.
It's government and extreme military cover up.
I found so much and there's no way to get it.
Marine occult. Cannibalism. Human sacrifice. Child torture.
Cave captives and creatures, everything.
- Oh my god. That's all of it, that's all of the stuff I've been reading
and thinking about.
That's all of the stuff I've been thinking about.
-The green man. [Redacted] Hail bridge road.
The entire community, but the heart of your green man is here.
I lived seconds away and never seen it or suspected it.
Right under everyone's nose." And that's it.
I immediately
became excited.
I... I wanted to know everything.
But then when he started telling me the details
I realized how paranoid he was about
what was inside of this email. And it took a negative turn.
I flipped.
I flipped out.
I didn’t... I mean my first thought was, somebody saw "Hellier."
Somebody saw a cut of "Hellier" and now they're trying to
inject themselves in this case.
Someone is trying to become part of something they think
they're going to get something out of.
And so I lost my mind.
Um, I did not. I didn't know who to trust,
I didn't... it didn't help my paranoia. I'm already a paranoid person.
And working on the David case had only made me more paranoid, after
being in Hellier.
The idea that there's something watching or someone watching.
And potentially messing with me and messing with people I love
was a scary thought.
[Dana] "The heart of your green man is here."
[Tyler] What does she call it the green man? You guys know what
the Green Man is though, right?
Like the old symbolism of the Green Man?
I mean, the only thing I knew about the green man is the
Kelly green men.
[Dana] Are we talking about Pan?
[Tyler] Weird, no like so the Green Man, in fact oddly enough, like
you'll see this like symbolism in like Roslyn Chapel, overseas,
Things like that but there's this like old archetype of the Green Man where like
... you've seen it everywhere, like people use it it's like a very old
[Greg] Oh, like a nature spirit.
[Dana] It's a man’s' face in leaves.
[Tyler] Yeah, it's overt in Paganism where like they show him aging like a person.
Or like, you know, he ages with seasons where
he turns to winter or this and that but it's this ancient thing
but even that sounds strange where it ties in...
Well here's the thing, like we were saying earlier
I found her court records. Like I know she's a real person, her address is accurate,
I can tell she either has a husband or a brother who shares the same last name,
he's in prison until 2026.
So obviously she's not... she's an ostracized part of the
community already.
So the police wouldn't take her seriously anyway.
[Dana] Yeah.
-Although it's weird because unlike David, who was a fuckin doctor,
supposedly,
now we have someone who's on the complete opposite
end of the spectrum.
And is more like someone who is IN Hellier.
[Dana] These emails aren't from Hellier though, they're from
Somerset, Kentucky.
[Tyler] Well obviously, ok.
-Yeah, I mean I'm a little... I'm a little nervous about you
going by yourself to these coordinates tomorrow
to be perfectly honest.
- Well I mean yeah, you think I'm not anymore, after you
get that tonight? Of course.
[Dana chuckles nervously] Oh my god...
UFOnauts was definitely the first one.
which was one of the trigger words where we were like
"who fuckin knows?"
[Tyler] yeah
-"Who knows? Who saw something?"
So we were super freaked out, super paranoid.
Like, what happened.
[Karl] Because UFOnauts is like a word that's been around for
decades but - You never hear it.
-Like Strand is the guy that uses that word.
-Yeah exactly. Like the only person I've ever heard say it
outside of this case and the people involved in this case,
is like, Tenney.
But that's because Tenney is old school.
You never hear it in everyday...
[Karl] It's a very old school word, because now it's just "aliens"
but that used to be the word for the pilots of the UFO's.
Which is very 1950's.
So this first email, this first email. I'm looking at it right here.
Right in the first message she has everything condensed.
And she's talking about
the occult, cannibalism, human sacrifice, child torture,
cave captives, creatures, everything.
Is literally what she lays out.
In this first message.
And
what set me off on this paranoia
is, when you and I had first started talking,
from the get-go, before Hellier became a thing,
remember when I brought up randomly
I said have you ever looked into these missing persons' cases
that seem to be strange?
I had always been bugging you about the goblins case because
it fascinated me. And way earlier one of the first things I researched
about you was that case.
And that resonated with me.
Because way, way back, years ago, I actually received this book.
I actually think I got this for Christmas.
Oddly enough. It's basically a compilation of just really bizarre
reports that don't really fit the bill of anything.
And one of the category of reports that always stuck with me
more than anything else,
were these subterranean tales.
And those tales had to do with
cave captives, people being kept underground, and these
kinda weird, sadistic type scenarios.
So the second this email came through,
and the second I had been on that tangent about missing persons
along the Appalachian range,
it all clicked in my head.
I didn't know what to do, I didn't know who to trust,
the only thing that seemed right at the time was
Strand was preparing to go to the coordinates from the Wriste emails
literally the next day. The timing was so suspicious.
It was SO suspicious.
And Strand, who was previously really excited
to go to the coordinates was now losing his mind freaking out.
Because...
I was reading him, I remember reading him the emails on the phone.
And hearing him get concerned.
Because he was going by himself, alone, to a place he'd never
been before that's in the mountains.
It was really scary. And frightening. And really frustrating.
I lost my shit.
I lost my shit.
And it made me really paranoid.
Really, for... months.
I mean I'm still paranoid about it. Because we don't know
what to do with it yet.
I told Dana, not too long before you called,
it's... I don't know I can't shake the feeling that there's
somebody or something,
with some weird over-arching view,
that went "yep, here you go.
It's the right time. Boom."
♪ eerie tones ♪
[Dana] Ok.
So this woman emailed me back at 3:58 this morning.
[Dana] No but tell me, first of all tell me
the research that we did last night.
One of her relatives is in prison for ten years.
Another one is in prison for twenty.
They are a very rough group of people.
And clearly have a lot of. A lot of legal problems.
Not the type of people you'd just want to get mixed up with.
[Dana] No.
Are you good?
[Dana] Yeah.
[sniff]
So this woman, Amy ---
wrote back at 3:58 AM.
[Dana] 3:58 AM.
Holy shit.
Are you ready?
[Dana, concernedly] Oh my god, Greg.
"Wiccan marine occult. In July,
me and my ex-boyfriend were staying in a camper near the lake.
It was very secluded, no running water, no electricity, nothing
but nature, me and him and a few flashlights
and beam lanterns.
Late one night, we believed a bobcat scream then it got
deeper and began saying words. [Voice becomes female with accent]
Pleading for whatever or whoever to stop the torture.
I immediately ran to rescue. My boyfriend grabbed me
and pulled me back in,
maniacally turning lights off and covering my mouth.
He said "there's nothing we can do for her with no weapons besides
getting ourselves killed too."
I had to listen to her for the next 30 minutes until she grew silent.
Finally daylight came and I began the hunt,
tracking and marking each track as I searched.
I hiked to discover a cabin that I had, in fact, been familiar with
for seventeen years,
but it seemed like I was seeing the cabin for the first time.
Caged windows, and doors, and not one but two thick log chains.
And a gate across the drive with military grade padlocks
on the thick metal cage entrance.
No way in.
Mind you, I was determined to help.
So I crawled in under the cage and went in against my better
judgement.
Beds were chained to rafters. In the attic, blood and feces stained
the beds.
Trap doors, booby traps, weird designs.
And human bones.
I found bleeding bowls. Human teeth.
Bone carvings, weird photos.
And a lot of paperwork.
They have a system. They park cars at them and set timers
for the power.
And then they tunnel underground.
Faces in the trees.
I called the police, and they all but told me they needed more.
I had nothing but breaking and entering to go with.
I found that I now was in definite danger
when I learned that they were performing rituals
based on Pagan/Wiccan beliefs.
I'm alone with no family or friends.
All have been ruined by... this craziness.
I'm terribly scared and I've found that this entire town is a part of it.
It's ground zero.
The out of towners are members, and the local elders?
Well, they're all aware.
Trust me. The caves and the caverns and the mines
go from Virginia to Ohio to Indiana and Tennessee.
I have a boat to take to the entrance, but I do not want to go in them again
until I know I have backup that they're afraid of.
The gatekeeper is the scariest of them all.
He can actually perform magic.
Trust me, I'm a skeptic.
I literally began to suffocate as he whispered and blew
me a kiss, holding this curved, weird walking stick and a crystal.
Most everyone I know is involved.
The CIA, and the Marines, and Navy.
It is so insane that I almost didn't write you,
expecting you to write it off.
But I'm out of options and will, in fact, be murdered
in these hills if someone doesn't help me.
I've seen things that will blow your mind
and forever change your reality for good.
It did mine, and now I'm scared, alone, and hopeless
and I'm turning to you.
Please. Tread quietly."
I don't know.
This is, this is just... unbridled insanity.
She just emailed again. 12:17 P.M.
"I can't go back to get photos of the blood, hair, teeth
I have them actually in a secure location on
[redacted].
2. Is a link. 3. The Green Man is a god they worship.
I believe that they held their victims captive underground.
You always hear the hum of the ground."
Agh, this is exactly what Tyler was talking about last night.
[Dana] But here's the thing, here's what's very strange...
it's exactly what David said.
You realize that, right?
It's like, this is, this is another David email
- Yeah, but David sent pictures.
- Yeah but what I'm trying to say is this is the equivalent of
a David email,
all of these years later.
- It is. It's the same thing.
- It's somebody trying to get us to go out to the fucking middle
of nowhere, in Kentucky...
She gave her name, her date of birth,
she gave addresses, it was like... an answer
to the David emails in a way.
Everything that frustrated us about the original case,
everything that frustrated us about going out to Hellier,
finding out David was a ghost.
That we didn't have an address for his house, that we
had to just take a lot of that stuff on faith...
Those answers were served up on a silver platter in these emails.
"It wasn't until the Beltane holiday that I realized it was to be
a holiday feast.
Big South Fork is where they have held the
green man for ages.
SLUF is actually little troll-looking things but powerful!
But now she's saying "sluf", s-l-u-f, like on the coordinates.
[Dana] Sluf is on the coordinates?
-Yeah, on the old picture of the coordinates.
[Dana gasps]
He was an old, he was an old
Vietnam War guy supposedly.
And sluf, the only real reference to it, is
old slang from the Vietnam War that meant "short little ugly fucker."
Which was like a racist term for the Vietnamese.
"Short little ugly fucker." Goblins.
[Tyler] Goblins.
And he wrote it on this... picture. Whatever this thing is that he sent.
[Dana] Ok, this is getting very fuckin weird.
And making me very suspicious.
- "Little troll looking things but powerful. I found the entire system."
I'm wigged out the whole time. I'm driving.
The next day comes by, I pack all my stuff.
And I start driving for, I think, seven hours to North Carolina.
And the whole time, I'm just...
I don't even know what's going through my head,
I'm thinking about all this stuff.
[Dana] Sluf?!
That's on the coordinates. That Tyler is going to right now!
Why would she drop that word RIGHT now?!
He's literally on the way there.
Who the fuck is this person?!
What is happening?! I'm so fucking paranoid and confused.
[car keys jingle]
[car door slams]
Alright, it is February 3rd. 1:35 P.M. 2018.
My name is Tyler Strand.
And I'm about to head to the Terry Wriste coordinate points.
[Tyler] Again. my drive, my drive for curiosity and
my drive to know what's going on overrides my fear of this.
I still wanted to know. I still wanted to know.
[footsteps]
[Dana] Is this email four?
It's 2:37 P.M. She just emailed back.
"You fortunately have been already on their radar.
Significantly enough.
I was told to contact you from a man named Doug.
He said to make sure I had been in contact so if I do get taken
it will further put them under scope so they might be hesitant.
There's too much in this location that they can't just pack up.
I've seen them.
I have been first hand with the fact
that it's US, wolfpack, military, Marines, occult,
aka UFOnauts. I'm sorry I've nothing to show you.
Believe me, I've had everything taken from me.
I even had paperwork from the children they keep in the mines."
[Tyler] Ok. So oddly enough I'm almost at the coordinate points.
I don't see anything yet.
But what's super weird, I found this balloon here.
And I think it's the same balloon I found that other piece to.
I finally reached, probably within 20 feet,
of the pinpoint.
And on the ground,
I see in the middle of the forest this really old, shiny, balloon.
On the ground. And I pick it up.
It's a "Happy Birthday" balloon. Just kinda laying there.
Just in the middle of the woods, middle of nowhere.
Almost like they had a balloon marking this spot.
[sighs]
Means it's right up there.
Right through there.
[footsteps]
So the actual spot, when I reached it,
was one part confusion,
one part disappointment,
with maybe a little bit of relief
that I finally found it.
And it was disappointment because
there was nothing there.
The exact pinpoint spot, there was nothing there. There was nothing
hidden that I could tell.
There was nothing in the lands' geography that
made me think that there was some kind of rock outcropping that
maybe had some cave entrance,
The particular location of the exact coordinates spot was
very, very, mundane.
[shuffling]
I'm standing at the spot.
There's nothing here.
Oh my god dude, you know what?
I walked up to this big gnarly tree.
And it looks fresh, like somebody came in and just
fuckin decimated a tree, like blew it apart.
This is so fucked up.
It doesn't look like there's anything here that's
being covered by this debris.
I don't even know how this tree was taken down,
like was it just cut and it blew off that way with the bark?
What's strange is when I'm standing on the spot,
I start hearing this low rumble.
And at first I'm like "woah is this the rumble in the ground?"
"Is this the rumble in the ground?!"
Holy shit.
[distant rumbling noise]
[heavy breathing]
Helicopter.
[helicopter sounds]
Oh my god! Look at this.
Oh, shit they know I'm here.
Fuck.
And then right over my head, whoosh!
This helicopter flies above the trees like straight
over me. And whether that was just coincidence or not,
In this paranoid state I'm like "somebody knows I'm here"
[laughs] I'm thinking, "Somebody knows I'm here!"
I hurry up, that's actually the first thing I say
when I call Greg back.
[oh phone] I think, somebody knows I'm here.
This might be coincidence, a fucking helicopter
just flew right over my head.
Right in line with where I'm standing.
[laughing] I don't know man!
I'm wigging out, clearly still paranoid, because
we're thinking like,
these people want us dead. [chuckles]
Because at this point in time you had emails that said
"they're aware of you. You've been on their radar
for quite some time."
"You fortunately have already been on their radar."
[Dana] Fortunately? - "Significantly enough."
"I was told to contact you from a man named Doug."
[Dana] Who the fuck is Doug?
[laughs nervously] Who the fuck is Doug?!
[out of breath] goddamnit we were so close
We were so fucking close!
I'm here, I'm fucking here. There should be something
fucking here, and maybe there was.
But now the marker is gone.
[frustrated groan]
And I think that was the moment when I realized
it was about time to leave.
3:18 P.M., another email.
[Dana] What email is this, six?
Nine altogether, back and forth.
- Oh my god, ok.
"Doug's real name he asked I didn't speak of.
He says you know him by the warning."
[Dana gasps] Oh my god!
He won't allow me to speak anymore, as
emails are not safe. Neither is telephone.
- By the warning? - He says you know him
by the warning.
- Who...
- It's Terry.
- Who the fuck is this?
And that's when I made a fatal mistake, I
was either, I either went to text you guys a message,
or something.
I ended up swiping out of my compass
that I was using to navigate.
And the reception was so poor in the woods,
it couldn't open up again. It couldn't refresh.
And I was running out of battery power at this point in time
on my phone.
And I just couldn't, for the life of me, again it's weird
I had made notes earlier, but it glitched out of my head and
I couldn't remember
what direction I had walked in.
So I'm like, ok, I'm following this compass and I
ended up walking onto a trail.
And I start following it and I'm like "I'm just going to
try to stick on a trail for now.
Because I'm sure it leads out
into the area where those others connected
if I'm going the right direction."
The sun is setting, everything is getting that pale grey tone.
I start getting this ominous feeling that the whole
purpose of the coordinate points and me being there was
to have me not leave that forest. Is how I felt.
I was honestly trying... I was honestly priming
myself for the worst scenario. Which would have been,
having one of my friends die.
For what?
For what.
I found what little bit of energy was left and I'm like
"I'm going to push through.
And I'm going to reach the top of this ridge.
And then I'll take a rest,
but I'm not going to stop."
I pushed through, my legs were giving out,
I reach the top of this ridge,
Way off in the distance I seen a small little road.
And on that road I see these little dots moving.
And those little dots were cars.
Cars and vehicles.
It was the first sign of civilization
since being in that forest and
I realized there was a way out.
I walked on a directional straight path,
I began seeing a trail cam, some tree stands,
and those led me out onto a gravel road
where there were houses. Civilization.
And I realized at that point that I succeeded, made it out.
But yeah, there was just... there was nothing that seemed
there was nothing that seemed important at the time.
I know he said that there was a weird vibe to the place.
But it was one of those things that it just, again, it
just made me think of Hellier where maybe we
were there too late.
Maybe we didn't... go after it in time.
Or maybe we were missing something. I don't know.
I don't... I mean I just assumed he was pointing us to
Brown Mountain.
That was just an assumption on my part.
But
coordinates are so specific.
They're SO specific.
It just was so pointed.
I don't understand.
I don't understand it.
There was one other lead I had to follow up on
and it was the mystery
of who lived inside the house
that was near the coordinate points.
I just wanted it to be over,
but I still had that thirst to know.
It was now or never.
I was confronted with a fairly large white house,
two stories. Very open.
So I didn't know what to expect
I didn't know who was living here, I didn't know
if it was going to be Terry Wriste, I didn't know
if it might be something like Indrid Cold, I mean
there was so much mystery behind who lived at this location.
I end up getting to this house.
And as I'm walking this door all these dogs
are going off, barking.
And I hit the doorbell and I wait, wait, wait...
And the first sign of movement that I seen was an elderly woman
approach the door. Looked to be in her late 60's or so.
And um... at that point,
when she opened the door,
to ask who I was, I um
I was very transparent.
I wanted to um
I realized I wouldn't get the answers if I just didn't
outright tell her why I was there.
So I told her in brief,
"these coordinate points seem to be near your property
in the woods. So I was just curious if
there was anything out inside of the forest, or if
there was anything interesting. I kind of went down this
detailed list of asking her about the forest,
and if there was ever anything strange that she's ever seen
in the area, and
she was very, very matter of fact.
Just "no, there's been nothing. There's been nothing strange."
But there was one... apart from their nature of
just them being very open with me,
and me being very open with them,
there was something that caught my eye.
The element that we have right here
is there was a very distinct carving
on a tree that was right next to us.
Just out from their porch, probably 10, 20 feet away.
And I've been staring at this carving the whole time
I'm talking to these people.
And I go "that's a very interesting carving on that tree"
I go "is that a Green Man?"
And then the woman turns to me she goes "No. It's just an old man."
In my paranoia, I'm thinking "are these people a part of this?
This case?"
Yeah, so I mean I wrapped things up, I thanked them for their time,
I got in my car, and that's when I
drove back down that driveway and I actually pulled in
I pulled in to the church for one last call, to call you guys
to be like "Well! I followed up! I know who's there." So,
I call you guys and in the middle of telling you what just happened,
I get a knock on my window [imitates knocking sound]
and it startles me, I'm like "doh!" I look
and there's a man there in a sweater vest
and he was actually a sheriff.
So I roll the window down and I'm like "oh, hi"
and then I'm like "stay on the line" I'm like uh-oh [laughs]
I'm like "stay on the line! There's a cop here."
He asks, he goes "hi there, what are you doing here?"
I go "oh, I'm just... I'm just driving from Pennsylvania.
I'm actually geocaching"
I'm like "I'm actually just about to go back to Pennsylvania now."
He took my information, took my details, I gave him my
my I.D. And he walks back to his vehicle.
And he was there for quite some time.
And the whole time he's there I'm talking to Greg and Dana
like "what's going on?"
So he comes back
with my information and he says "well, everything seems to
check out."
And I had made it very clear that I was on my way out of
North Carolina, so he asks me, he goes
"You are leaving North Carolina, right?"
Very demanding. And I said "oh yeah,
I'm just about to leave now, about to head back
to Pennsylvania.
He goes "there's a lot of people who come and talk to me."
He goes "I know everyone in this tone. And we take note
if strange men appear in this town and start asking questions."
As he walked away, and I started my car,
I ended up pulling backward. And as I pulled back
to start my drive I realized not only was this undercover cop there,
but an entire squadron of undercover cops were with him
that followed me out on my drive out of North Carolina.
Until they pulled off.
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So I didn't tell anyone else about the emails.
For... four months?
We just sat and dug in on them.
Strand did research, and Dana did research, and
I did some but it honestly just made me really nervous.
I kinda just wanted to put it out of my head.
Uh, and everything we found was just more and more concerning.
And like clockwork.
She disappeared.
Stopped answering emails.
Left it at this cliffhanger, saying she had
information, she had proof of all of these claims about
UFOnauts, and secret rituals in caves, and sacrifices and
very
scarier versions of the stuff in Hellier.
And then she... [click]
disappeared.
[Connor] The question posed by Wriste is
"why did you stop when you were so close?"
The coordinates aside,
can you think
of anything else from that trip that it might have been referencing?
Anything?
I didn't think about that until now.
But, what experiment did we just try, like
I thought "you know, let's do the alien abduction experiment."
Oh what. If that is... it.
- Did you stop the experiment?
Yeah.
Yeah, we had such a bad experience with the experiment.
Yeah we never, we never tried doing that again.
Not that variation.
Not about aliens. We've continued to work with hypnosis.
But the idea of using that to do an alien abduction,
like it's... it was genuinely one of the scariest things
I've ever seen and probably ever instigated.
Simply because of the implications of it.
Because I never put two and two together, so this is what's funny...
ahh, this is weird.
We went to Brown Mountain, not with the intention
of finding an alien cave base.
That wasn't the fuckin point.
That was something that was brought up
by Micah.
The whole, all of the other shit with like the goblins stuff was like
not anything that seemed related at all.
It just seemed like at the time,
Micah brought up "alien cave base"
and we thought "oh, fuck! We've got something like an alien
cave base."
That was just an aside.
It just kind of became the theme of that as we worked on "Hellier."
What we were actually doing
was we were at Brown Mountain to try to get abducted.
I don't fuckin know.
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