Original subtitles

- NARRATOR: Every state has its folklore,

tall tales and legends.

But sometimes there is a darker story.

A tale not so much told as whispered.

♪

- WOMAN: Taxidermy, is more than just a hobby.

Or a profession.

It's a callin'.

A way to preserve something great...

Forever.

Sebastian Klepppterm-- Mr. Kleppner...

was the best I've ever seen.

I mean, he was nominated for Taxidermist of the Year,

no less than 12 times by Get Stuffed magazine.

He was a local legend,

and my personal hero.

This is the story

about his greatest masterpiece.

And how it became his gravest mistake.

[floor creaking]

[piano music playing]

- Not quite...

There we go, my friend. As good as new.

Better even.

[knock on door]

[knock on door again]

[sighs]

- Jesus! You scared me.

What you need some secret password to get in here or something?

- We're closed.

- Yeah...

Sign says you're open.

Oh.

Touché.

[clear throat] know it's late, but...

I got something in my truck. It's a bit of a time sensitive thing.

- Number's on the sign. You can call that and make an appointment tomorrow.

- You're not listening to me.

You're really gonna wanna see this.

[eerie music playing]

[sighs]

- Where did you say you hit this?

- A few miles outside Tillamook.

Came out of nowhere.

In all my years living in these parts, I have never see anything like this.

I mean...

look at the claw on that thing.

- All right.

Help me get this inside.

- MAN: Ooh, that is ripe. [laughs]

- Did you hit this with all four tires of your car?

- Uh... Yeah.

Yeah, I got this son of a gun real good.

Oh.

Whoa.

- This is awesome.

And I've never seen my fair share of stuffed critters before,

but this is on a whole new level here.

- Careful.

The glue on that hasn't cured yet.

- Yeah.

- You know, don't touch anything.

- Yeah, cool.

If you'd known any better, you'd swear that these things were still alive.

- Well, that is the point, isn't it?

- What? To fool people into thinking some of 'em still alive.

- No.

To capture the true essence of life in a moment.

And then to preserve it forever.

- Well, you have certainly done that, amigo.

- Thanks.

Maybe, not yet.

Ah. I'm sorry.

I can't help you with this. This is beyond repair.

- Really? Well, that's a bummer.

You have any idea what this thing is?

- It's... definitely a mammal.

Probably bipedal. Maybe from the Procyonidae family.

- Proso...

Yeah.

Tsk. Yep, that's what I was thinking, too, you know?

Well, you know anybody else that might be able to help me then?

- It's Oregon. I'm sure you can throw a stone and hit a taxidermist.

- Ha.

Yeah, right.

Uh, you know, actually, I saw some sign in town for shop creature something--

- Creature Creations. - Yeah, I'm sure.

- Megan Bloom's shop. The shop that's up in the hill.

- Yeah. The shop-- - You know... [stammers] what?

What Megan Bloom does isn't taxidermy.

It--it is-- it is sacrilege.

[wind howling]

- Get down there, Big Reagan, I'm sure it's not that bad.

- To--to be stuffed by Megan Bloom would be a fate worse than death.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you leave this here...

hmm?

And I'll take a look at it if I get a chance.

[snaps fingers]

- You're a weird one, but I like you.

All right, I'll see you tomorrow.

[door opens, closes]

[engine starts]

[piano music playing]

[squishing sound]

- "Homo Sapien Cognatus."

Sasquatch.

It's smaller than I expected.

[bang on door]

[bang on door again]

[eerie music playing]

[panting]

[man breathing heavily]