[Narrator:] When I was a child, my parents brought me to a castle. I was an toddler, and I hardly remember it now, but my favorite photos of us was taken in front of that castle. As we stepped out of the vehicle, I remembered that the back of the photograph had “Castle M” written on it. I closed my eye, trying to feel some trace of their presence, something the years hadn’t eroded away.Read More
[Marilyn:] So where exactly are we going, Dean?
[Dean:] There is a place on the other side of the state. My mothers went missing 3 weeks ago, but they left a note saying something about a castle belonging to someone with the same last name as me.
[Jeremy:] Damn… But what would that have to do with Jordan?Read More
[Narrator:] Listen… I’ve never looked good in orange. I look good in red, black, purple and emerald green. That’s about it. And whoever said that Orange was the new black? Well… That person lied.Read More
[Kit:] Hello, Kittens. It’s your favorite stylishly intrepid journalist, Kit Mojito, filling you in on the most pressing local news and the hottest gossip in New Ark City. And my oh my, Kitten’s do I have a special show for you today. Today’s show will REDEFINE what you believe is even REAL about the world. But I think we should go in order, don’t you? Let’s start at the beginning.Read More
[Narrator:] The gentle cry of a seagull mingles with the crashing of the waves near the boardwalk at Emerald Beach, just north of the pier. Emerald beach is one of the middle-grade beaches in the area. It was better than Pilgrim Beach, the municipal park-turned-beach south of the harbor, but it’s not as good as Salem beach, located on the North Side. The Emerald Boardwalk is a favorite place for lovers to stroll, look out at the waves. On this quiet and slow night, Carter Holloway and Bryce Johnson sat on the edge of the pier, legs dangling over the side. They were holding hands, their fingers intertwined. Bryce had his head on Carter’s shoulder, and Bryce had his arm around Carter. They were a portrait of young love.Read More
[Narrator:] Rain fell on the streets of New Ark City. These were spring rains, which normally bring with them the promise of life and growth. But that night, as the pluvian nectar mixed with with the metal-and-stone aroma of the city, the rains were promising something other than life. [chuckles] Something entirely different.Read More
Narrator: Everyone except Dean was suited up in the agency office, and we were going over strategies. It had been 2 hours since the evac order to head to neighboring towns for the next 12 hours were issued. Buses and the commuter trains were taking people to the nearby locations of Framingham and Salem.Read More
Narrator: As we walked through the darkened corridor upon exiting the strange hidden elevator, the only thing that really was sticking in my mind was a memory. My mother had a scented lotion she would wear, and it made her smell like chocolate, almonds and honey. To this day, when I’m unable to sleep or I’m anxious about a case or life in general, I make myself hot chocolate with some honey-coated almonds. I stopped walking, closed my eyes and breathed in deep. I could smell it.Read More
Narrator: Jared hadn’t said a single word since the office on Thursday night. It had been 24 hours since Alejandro had called the office. Jo and I had been at his house for an hour. While still at the office, he had pursed his lips and just left. It was hours before we got a text saying, ‘Home. Now.’ from him. I threw on the sweatshirt I had hanging on the coat rack.Read More
Narrator: The outside of the warehouse was made of corrugated metal, like most any other warehouse. This one was different though, in that the base was made of red brick. The black beams framed the metal in. There was a slight pounding noise, and I bristled at first, until I realized it was a bassline in a song.Read More
Narrator: My eyes took forever to open and I had a pounding headache. I don’t normally get hangovers, so this was at once confusing and mildly disappointing. I was so out of it that it took me a few moments to realize where I was, how I’d gotten there, and why I was stark naked but my back felt warm.Read More
Hello everyone, welcome to Kit’s Commentary Corner. I’m your host, Kit Mojito, and I’m joined by a very special guest today. She is a very important woman in New Ark City, doing a lot of wonderful things, and looking just fabulous while she does it, I might add. Sandra Fields, welcome to my show.Read More
Narrator: I think I should tell you a bit more about my childhood. Tell you how I became who I am now.
I learned how to read when I was 4. I wasn’t reading your simple “See Spot Run” books, because I found those boring. My mother taught me to read, by reading me Sherlock Holmes before bed. I was always enthralled by the mind of Holmes, how he could spot even the smallest thing that would change the entire meaning of the case.
[City sounds, bay sounds]
Narrator: New Ark City. The “city of progress” as Mayor Edward Fields calls it. He announced the renaming of the city, which was formerly known as New Arklow, at the ceremonial opening of the new iteration of Blackburn Labs in the Center College part of the city about a year ago. To him, that is progress. Science drives the future. I don’t know that he’s wrong, but one thing is certain. He doesn’t know the effects of science and money like I do. Hell, he doesn’t know New Ark City like I do.