Speaker 1: The Hookup is a production of iHeart Podcasts, Blumhouse Television
Speaker 1: and Amber twenty. Listener discretion is totally advised. February third,
Speaker 1: twenty twenty four, Ludlow Hills, California, seventeen hundred hours specific
Speaker 1: standard time. This is a report of Damian Basilhurst, student
Speaker 1: and resident at Crestwick University, ID number seven seven two
Speaker 1: nine six. In the likely event that I encounter an
Speaker 1: untimely demise, this log shall be a record of my
Speaker 1: final days. The Bloodlow Hills are alive, but it ain't
Speaker 1: with the sound of music. A series of recent events
Speaker 1: has set me down a rabbit hole of research and conspiracy,
Speaker 1: a deep dive yielding little other than increased paranoia. I did, however,
Speaker 1: discover one thing I can't stop thinking about, the Sunshine Act.
Speaker 2: See.
Speaker 1: In accordance with an amendment to the Freedom of Information Act,
Speaker 1: some formally classified military documents quietly went public a while back.
Speaker 1: This amendment, known as the Sunshine Act, declassified past to
Speaker 1: US military operations related to chemical and biological warfare. One
Speaker 1: such defunct military effort that came to light was called,
Speaker 1: and I quote the gay Bomb, allegedly an Air Force
Speaker 1: research lab in Ohio briefly explored the development of the
Speaker 1: chemical weapon, which, when deployed amongst enemy ranks, would turn
Speaker 1: your foes gay.
Speaker 2: It's still unclear to me how that would even be helpful.
Speaker 1: Like is the idea that the enemy troops would all
Speaker 1: just be too busy fucking to fight back. It's ridiculous,
Speaker 1: I know, and the type of thing I'd just lap
Speaker 1: off if it weren't for the paupers in circulation that
Speaker 1: maybe turning.
Speaker 2: The local gay guys straight.
Speaker 1: This is dumb. Why am I even entertaining this. There's
Speaker 1: no way poppers can turn you straight, just like there's
Speaker 1: no way the gay bomb turned people gay. If I
Speaker 1: just think this through with calm, rationale and a level
Speaker 1: head my specialty, I'm sure there's another answer. I mean,
Speaker 1: take p and Peter, the latest in a string of
Speaker 1: men to go insane and try to make me in
Speaker 1: hell a hookup. Being the keen social media stocker I am,
Speaker 1: it didn't take me long to identify this handsome exchange
Speaker 1: student's full name. Prior to September, all Peter's socials depicked
Speaker 1: him partying it up in Cape Town, often at gay clubs.
Speaker 1: Then he posts an update that He's touched down in
Speaker 1: LA for the semester, where he continues to frequent gay
Speaker 1: clubs and what's left of Lisa vander Pump's establishments, but
Speaker 1: then as of late October that all stops. Suddenly it's
Speaker 1: fishing trips. Hello, Hello, Damien Matteo, Are you okay?
Speaker 3: I'm fine. I slipped out the back when things started
Speaker 3: to get heavy.
Speaker 4: F five four FuMB I'm gonna make Damian inhal these
Speaker 4: poppers till his stupid face goes none.
Speaker 1: Yeah, that's a word for it. Are you in your dorm?
Speaker 1: Can I come see you?
Speaker 3: Okay, but Damien, be careful.
Speaker 1: I never am Matteo, I never am. Jesus, they ain't
Speaker 1: exactly the hang out in the quad and play hacky
Speaker 1: sackweather the brochure promised, which is fine by me. I
Speaker 1: so don't have the mental wherewithal to run into anyone.
Speaker 5: I know, Hey, Damien crazy, we're having.
Speaker 2: Stay alert. There are hostels everywhere.
Speaker 5: Oh way, I love that for.
Speaker 2: You, that voice.
Speaker 1: Of course I'd run into him. I believe in fate
Speaker 1: about as much as the next guy who doesn't believe
Speaker 1: in fate, But it feels like divine punishment that the
Speaker 1: boy blocking the stairs to Mateo's dorm.
Speaker 2: Right now is Wade?
Speaker 1: Yeah, took my virginity and then I sort it out
Speaker 1: at him, Wade. I've spent the last year avoiding him
Speaker 1: and the apology I'd have to expel like a kidney stone.
Speaker 1: But now there he stands, chatting it up like the
Speaker 1: world's not ending. If this is a sign from the
Speaker 1: universe telling me to apologize, I'm ignoring it.
Speaker 2: Wade looks so sure of himself.
Speaker 1: His body language screams confidence in a way I could never.
Speaker 2: Annoy.
Speaker 1: You know, Doctor Wiley must have thought I was a
Speaker 1: petty lunatic when I told her this. But something about
Speaker 1: Wade's transition from agro closeted don't tell anyone we're fucking
Speaker 1: to ultra woke human pride parade really annoys me. Like, obviously,
Speaker 1: I'd never want anyone to feel insecure about their sexuality,
Speaker 1: but Wade made me feel exactly that for months. So
Speaker 1: to see him adjusting so well, Yes, Yes.
Speaker 3: The campaign was a huge success.
Speaker 2: We raised enough.
Speaker 3: Money to airlift all two hundred gay orphans stranded on
Speaker 3: the sinking Ukrainian oil rig to safety.
Speaker 2: It was amazing, like.
Speaker 1: Yoh shit, he's turning this way. I panic and duck
Speaker 1: into the nearest building. Where am I? Huh, the science building?
Speaker 1: And I haven't been here since last year? But Santi,
Speaker 1: what's in here?
Speaker 3: Another classroom?
Speaker 2: Okay?
Speaker 1: What about here?
Speaker 3: Faculty office?
Speaker 2: Ooh?
Speaker 1: Okay?
Speaker 5: And what about this.
Speaker 3: One janitor's closet? Why are you so excited?
Speaker 1: I don't know, It's just you spend so much time here.
Speaker 1: It's cool to finally see it for myself. And that
Speaker 1: sounded way more passive aggressive than I intended.
Speaker 3: I know, that's actually what I wanted to talk about.
Speaker 3: I'm gonna be spending even more time here moving forward.
Speaker 3: Remember how I told you I was applying for that research.
Speaker 4: Grant, Yes, the one that you said sounds like a
Speaker 4: sanitarium for criminally insane old people.
Speaker 5: Oh, ashcroft inlet, Yeah, of course.
Speaker 3: You won the grant, not yet, but I have been
Speaker 3: selected as a finalist.
Speaker 1: Boy, Oh, I never doubted you for a second. Who
Speaker 1: are the other finalists? Do they need to take an
Speaker 1: unexpected tumble down the stairs? Then you would win by default?
Speaker 4: Right, there's just one other kid, and I appreciate your offer,
Speaker 4: but most respectfully decline.
Speaker 5: WHOA we have a cadaver lab.
Speaker 3: Huh oh, yeah, I guess so.
Speaker 1: And there are bodies in there, that's the idea.
Speaker 3: Cool.
Speaker 5: You know, a cadaver lab.
Speaker 1: Would be a good place to dispose of a body.
Speaker 1: You could just leave the corpse in there. The next
Speaker 1: day people will come in and start chopping it up.
Speaker 1: Willy Nelly for science.
Speaker 3: Should be a campus tour guide, right.
Speaker 1: They won't let me though, ever since I did the whole.
Speaker 2: You were joking?
Speaker 5: Okay, sorry, sorry?
Speaker 4: What were we?
Speaker 1: Oh? The grant for real? Boy, I'm so happy for you.
Speaker 1: Sounds like you'll be pretty busy.
Speaker 3: I will be, which is why I have.
Speaker 5: A little gift for you, my student ID.
Speaker 3: I ticket when you were high last night.
Speaker 5: I wasn't high last night. Okay, I have a question.
Speaker 5: Riddle me this.
Speaker 1: You know, like erosion, How like with enough time, a
Speaker 1: river will gradually wear a weight in dirt or whatever
Speaker 1: it's flowing through.
Speaker 3: That's right, I'm familiar with the concept of erosion.
Speaker 1: Okay, why doesn't that happen to us like when we peek? Yeah,
Speaker 1: and that's a valid question. I would have asked you
Speaker 1: that sober Wait, but why doesn't that happen to us?
Speaker 3: Anyway? I got your ID voted for research lab access.
Speaker 4: Look see now you can convision me anytime.
Speaker 3: Boyo.
Speaker 1: I don't know what to say except does this also
Speaker 1: give me access to the cadaver lab? Santi, I'd forgotten
Speaker 1: about that grant. The other kid probably won by default.
Speaker 1: At this point, I don't see wade outside anymore.
Speaker 2: Perfect.
Speaker 1: It's almost like the universe is telling me don't go
Speaker 1: to Mataos. It will be an emotionally devastating experience from
Speaker 1: which you'll never recover.
Speaker 2: Sought off, universe, You're not the boss of me?
Speaker 5: Nope, not a sign. Didn't see that.
Speaker 3: Who is it?
Speaker 1: It's your friendly neighborhood hook man.
Speaker 3: Were you followed?
Speaker 5: I mean, probably knowing my luck.
Speaker 3: Come on, come in.
Speaker 2: Poteo's room is a mess. And now that I got
Speaker 2: to go, look at Mateo? So is he? So?
Speaker 3: How are you on the bed?
Speaker 1: Whoa okay?
Speaker 2: Uh?
Speaker 5: Mateo?
Speaker 1: Whoa okay okay? A pettier man than I would point
Speaker 1: out that it was once Matteo who chastised me for
Speaker 1: cutting to the sex too quickly. This is some unexpected
Speaker 1: but I'm down. Oh okay, no, no, nom out, get out,
Speaker 1: get out? Fuck what? It won't stay up.
Speaker 5: It felt pretty fucking up. Oh oh yeah, I see?
Speaker 1: Ah, whoa MATEO, It's okay, whiskey Dick is just part
Speaker 1: of the human experience, like fear, guilt, and shame. You
Speaker 1: don't get it, Damien, No, I really don't. So can
Speaker 1: we please just talk for a sec the non penetrative
Speaker 1: kind of talk.
Speaker 3: Oh, yeah, you're right, I'm sorry, it's okay.
Speaker 1: First, did anything bad happened to you last night at Peter's?
Speaker 4: No, when things took a turn for the worst, I ran.
Speaker 3: I'm so sorry. I was scared.
Speaker 1: It's fine. Really, I did the same thing. I'm just
Speaker 1: glad you got out. Did you see what happened to Elias?
Speaker 5: Oh shit, yeah.
Speaker 3: I lost track of him after where wolf ended. No
Speaker 3: idea if he got out or Elias.
Speaker 2: This is a loss an no bad blood to speak on.
Speaker 2: Nice to meet you, Damien.
Speaker 1: He was kind of shrimpy and annoying. But the boy
Speaker 1: knew how to play a game of Werewolf, that's for sure.
Speaker 2: I hope he's okay.
Speaker 3: What about you? What did Big Top and Peter do
Speaker 3: to you in the bathroom?
Speaker 1: Well, after they got all berserk, they tried to make
Speaker 1: me inhale. The hookup berserk, you know, red face, bulging
Speaker 1: veins glossed overlooking their eyes, and every time they moved
Speaker 1: I could hear their bones.
Speaker 3: Just like Bellboy. Then that night he attacked us and
Speaker 3: made me inhale it can I say something?
Speaker 2: Oh?
Speaker 1: But you you go first?
Speaker 4: No?
Speaker 3: No, no, you go?
Speaker 4: Oh.
Speaker 5: I was just gonna say.
Speaker 1: As you know, I've been spending all my time looking
Speaker 1: for answers about what happened to Santy, but I don't know.
Speaker 1: It feels like the longer I'm searching for him, the
Speaker 1: more I keep finding myself unraveling this entirely unrelated mystery. Like,
Speaker 1: no matter how hard I try, all roads lead to
Speaker 1: the hookup.
Speaker 4: What if it's not an unrelated mystery at all? What
Speaker 4: if Santy's disappearance in the hookup are connected.
Speaker 1: I've considered that, but.
Speaker 5: Go on, I'm missing something. I know I am how.
Speaker 1: This all fits together. I could really use a throat
Speaker 1: fuck right about now.
Speaker 5: Sorry, throat fuck.
Speaker 1: You know the informant dude from the Watergate scandal. He'd
Speaker 1: meet Robert Redford in the parking garage and give him
Speaker 1: little like hints and clues and stuff when he was
Speaker 1: stuck deep throat it was that his name. Okay, well,
Speaker 1: like that's still pretty fucking weird. Who thought deep throat
Speaker 1: was a good code name? His commanding officer sergeant as Blast.
Speaker 1: And I'm sorry, but if someone who calls themselves deep
Speaker 1: throat wants to meet you in a secluded parking garage,
Speaker 1: information ain't when he's looking to.
Speaker 3: Trade getting a lot of mileage out of the deep
Speaker 3: throat bit.
Speaker 1: Huh shit, I'm sorry. This is that joking thing I
Speaker 1: do that you hate.
Speaker 3: It's okay, I kind of missed it.
Speaker 1: I can't pinpoint exactly when it happened, but I just
Speaker 1: now realized that when I look at Matteo, I don't
Speaker 1: see Santy anymore. I stare into his eyes and I
Speaker 1: can finally just see.
Speaker 4: At Tayo. Anyway, the hook up, you think it's causing
Speaker 4: people to turn agro.
Speaker 1: I think it's doing more than that. Can I say
Speaker 1: something crazy?
Speaker 5: Always cool?
Speaker 1: If I light incense?
Speaker 3: Sure?
Speaker 1: Do you remember what you said the first night I
Speaker 1: came over here?
Speaker 3: How goes lower?
Speaker 2: No?
Speaker 1: I mean about the incense. You said that monks believed
Speaker 1: inhalance had the power to purify us, to change us.
Speaker 4: Did I I'm pretty sure I was just trying to
Speaker 4: sound smart. Physicians in the Middle Ages also believe that
Speaker 4: illness and plague was caused by inhaling a type of
Speaker 4: evil toxic air called miasma.
Speaker 3: Not sure how much stock we can put in.
Speaker 1: It, But what if that's legit? I mean, maybe not
Speaker 1: the whole evil miasma air part. But what if something
Speaker 1: you inhale, like say paupers, could change you, like on
Speaker 1: a really fundamental level.
Speaker 3: Do I seem fundamentally changed?
Speaker 1: Weird answer? I mean, wouldn't the logical question be fundamentally changed?
Speaker 1: How Because huh, lest we forget, Mateo did and held
Speaker 1: the hookup, which means if my conversion theory is correct,
Speaker 1: then Mateo wouldn't be gay anymore, which is impossible obviously.
Speaker 1: But I sat back down on the bed and turned
Speaker 1: to face him, humoring his question. Does he seem fundamentally changed?
Speaker 5: No, you still seem like Matteo.
Speaker 3: I don't feel like Matteo. I haven't since the hookup.
Speaker 4: At first, I thought my libido was just fucked up
Speaker 4: in response to the dramatic belboy experience.
Speaker 3: But then I.
Speaker 4: Started craving the hookup, waking up sweaty with nothing on
Speaker 4: my mind. But the certainty that I'll die if I
Speaker 4: don't get more. So when me and Peter DM me
Speaker 4: on metal and said he had a bottle of the
Speaker 4: hookup for the winner of the game night he was hosting,
Speaker 4: I was there. My mistake was assuming it would be
Speaker 4: settlers of Katan. And even though I said some uh
Speaker 4: uncouth things to you last night.
Speaker 3: I know you were just trying to protect me.
Speaker 2: I did a great job, clearly.
Speaker 4: At first I thought that was the point of the hookup,
Speaker 4: to be addictive enough so people keep buying more.
Speaker 3: But but this isn't duel selling I have. It isn't
Speaker 3: the hookup's true objective.
Speaker 1: No, no, no, no no no.
Speaker 3: That's crazy theory you alluded to earlier. That is the
Speaker 3: true objective of the hookup. So I'm gonna ask you
Speaker 3: one more time, Damien. Do I seem fundamentally changed to you?
Speaker 5: I already said, Am I different?
Speaker 4: Yes?
Speaker 1: You know in spaceship movies when the astronauts come back
Speaker 1: aboard their ship and it makes that noise as gravity
Speaker 1: is released back into the airlock, That's what I felt
Speaker 1: like just now. Matteo and I have been beating around
Speaker 1: the bush this whole time and talking in Enema's. But
Speaker 1: now that we're addressing the elephant in the room, it
Speaker 1: suddenly feels so.
Speaker 2: Real.
Speaker 3: It happened gradually over the past week.
Speaker 4: First it was just noticing the Roughs check out girl
Speaker 4: in a new way. Then it was widening my porn searches.
Speaker 4: From muscle twunk forgets money to pay dishwasher repair man
Speaker 4: pays him with sex, to Matriar can't afford to pay
Speaker 4: Busty off.
Speaker 3: Pair pays her with sex.
Speaker 1: Huh, why do all of your porn searches sound like
Speaker 1: entry level trafficking?
Speaker 3: Yeah? I just caught that too.
Speaker 4: Regardless, I thought at first it was just a later
Speaker 4: in life discovery of bisexuality.
Speaker 1: But you're not into guys anymore.
Speaker 2: He's not into me anymore.
Speaker 3: I don't know who I am, Damien.
Speaker 1: Ah fuck, fuck, this couldn't be any more my fault.
Speaker 1: If you had to come with me to Bell Boys
Speaker 1: that night, you wouldn't have taken the hookup, and you
Speaker 1: wouldn't even have come with me if I'd been honest
Speaker 1: about Santy and how.
Speaker 5: You look like him.
Speaker 4: Amian, will you shut your dump you off or your
Speaker 4: goddamn fucking sentence.
Speaker 3: I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. Look, I appreciate the apology,
Speaker 3: but there isn't time. Okay.
Speaker 4: Look there's something else, another side effect of the hookup
Speaker 4: that I need to tell you about. About two days
Speaker 4: after inhalation, the blackouts started. I suddenly come to with
Speaker 4: no recollection of the past hour or afternoon, or even
Speaker 4: a full day.
Speaker 1: That's right back in p and Peter's bathroom when he
Speaker 1: and Big Top snapped out of it.
Speaker 5: For a minute.
Speaker 2: Oh what just what is going on?
Speaker 3: Who are you?
Speaker 1: Why you're my boss?
Speaker 5: They didn't remember anything, Damien.
Speaker 1: I called you because the blackouts are getting longer and
Speaker 1: more frequent, and.
Speaker 3: I can't explain how. But I know it's gonna take
Speaker 3: me over soon for good God.
Speaker 4: But before I'm completely gone, I need to tell you
Speaker 4: something about the night Santi disappeared.
Speaker 5: What about it?
Speaker 3: I saw it?
Speaker 5: You saw it?
Speaker 3: No, that's not right.
Speaker 4: I remembered it, but it's it wasn't my memory. I
Speaker 4: I think everyone who's under the hookup's influence is connected.
Speaker 4: It sounds crazy, but it's it's like my brain is
Speaker 4: linked up to something bigger.
Speaker 5: Like a hive of mind.
Speaker 2: What is that?
Speaker 1: I mean pretty much what you just described a connected
Speaker 1: network of consciousnesses which comprise some sort of centralized collective entity.
Speaker 1: Sometimes each individual branch can alternate between independent and group thought,
Speaker 1: you know, maintaining some degree of free will. But in
Speaker 1: other cases, the individual exists solely for the purpose of
Speaker 1: carrying out the will of the collective, or to keep
Speaker 1: consistent with the name the Queen.
Speaker 3: I knew you'd understand.
Speaker 1: I read a lot of sci fi, which is what
Speaker 1: this is. Science fiction. There's no such thing as a
Speaker 1: hive mind, just like there's no such thing as a
Speaker 1: gay bomb or poppers that turn you straight.
Speaker 4: But if bugs can share a common consciousness, how can
Speaker 4: you really say it's impossible for humans too.
Speaker 1: Bugs don't share a hive mind.
Speaker 5: It's a misnomer.
Speaker 1: Hive dwelling insects communicate with like vibrations and pheromones and shit, look,
Speaker 1: I'm not trying to be a doubting Thomas here because
Speaker 1: we're kind of in for a penny at this point,
Speaker 1: But is it really plausible that your brain is hooked
Speaker 1: up to some.
Speaker 3: Hooked up.
Speaker 2: The hookup?
Speaker 1: Oh shit, terrifying, But you gotta respect the wordplay. I okay,
Speaker 1: So you're experiencing the memories of other people who've taken
Speaker 1: the hookup.
Speaker 4: I think I've only caught glimpses so far, and most
Speaker 4: of them are everyday occurrences running to catch a bus,
Speaker 4: trying to connect a Wi Fi, puking in an uver,
Speaker 4: and I witnessed them from the POV of the person
Speaker 4: whose memory it is, so a lot of them were passable.
Speaker 3: As my own.
Speaker 4: But last night I remembered something. I, or rather the
Speaker 4: person whose memory it is, was standing in the hallway
Speaker 4: of the Ludlow Lodge. It didn't look like it does now,
Speaker 4: which I can only assume means the memories from before
Speaker 4: the renovation. Okay, remember when you were telling me about
Speaker 4: the night Santy disappeared and you couldn't figure out how
Speaker 4: his body could get down from the sixth floor undetected.
Speaker 1: Right, because the security cameras only really cover the stairways
Speaker 1: and elevator, which means.
Speaker 4: The only way to get a body from the sixth
Speaker 4: floor to the first floor would.
Speaker 3: Have been via the old dumb waiter, which was rusted shut.
Speaker 3: But that's just it. It looks rusted shut, but in
Speaker 3: reality I think it was just locked.
Speaker 4: In my memory, I was watching another guy approach the dumbwaiter.
Speaker 5: Another guy who it was dark.
Speaker 3: And I really couldn't make him out, but it was
Speaker 3: someone I've never seen before. And he had keys.
Speaker 4: Can you be keys? Come on?
Speaker 5: I don't know where the season really perhapped.
Speaker 1: Come on, you get a fucky keys.
Speaker 4: The other guy unlocked the dumb waiter and pulled open
Speaker 4: the door and hoisted.
Speaker 3: A body up into view.
Speaker 1: A body.
Speaker 4: Yeah, he crammed it into the hatch, sent the dumb
Speaker 4: waiter down and locked it back up again.
Speaker 2: The police would be calling the cous we'll come back
Speaker 2: for the body tomorrow.
Speaker 1: I get live, okay? And and was it?
Speaker 5: What was the body?
Speaker 3: I couldn't know if it was SANTHI, but.
Speaker 4: I can't imagine that many people have met their demise
Speaker 4: via foul will play at the lobble Lodge.
Speaker 1: So okay, Well, it sounds like the memory was probably
Speaker 1: Bell boys, right. I mean, he would have the dumbwaiter keys,
Speaker 1: and assuming your thesis is correct, he'd definitely be a
Speaker 1: part of the hookup.
Speaker 4: I've mind, Damien, Are you I mean I just told
Speaker 4: you I saw a body?
Speaker 3: Yeah?
Speaker 1: No, I just I can't. I can't, I can't right
Speaker 1: now with that.
Speaker 3: Okay, But Damien, it's happening.
Speaker 1: Hey, no, no, it's definitely not happening. Come on, Matello,
Speaker 1: you can fight this.
Speaker 5: I can't to Tayo.
Speaker 1: Look at me, Mattello. I'm going to find a way
Speaker 1: to reverse this. Okay, I'll turn you back and it'll
Speaker 1: be fine, Okay, I promise, Mattella.
Speaker 2: All right? Are you okay?
Speaker 3: No? No, I'm fucking great.
Speaker 1: What what are you afraid of?
Speaker 3: It's me.
Speaker 5: You're not material, not exclusively, no.
Speaker 1: Part of something bigger, something with a purpose.
Speaker 5: Do you know how good it feels to have purpose?
Speaker 3: Damien, he's here, Arren, what the fuck?
Speaker 2: An?
Speaker 1: Don't you learn anything yet coming from you? It's always
Speaker 1: been a pet peeve of mine in movies when people
Speaker 1: make those super outlandish promises that everything will be okay,
Speaker 1: Like when the guy is about to leave the broken
Speaker 1: down van to go get help and he tells his
Speaker 1: girlfriend the hook a man won't get you.
Speaker 2: I'll be back with help before you know it.
Speaker 3: Like, what are you talking.
Speaker 2: About, dude?
Speaker 1: You cannot possibly make that promise. There's a literal fucking
Speaker 1: hoole candid killer out there.
Speaker 5: I can almost.
Speaker 2: Guarantee that you will all get.
Speaker 1: Disin battled, But somehow, despite all this, I did it.
Speaker 2: Just now.
Speaker 1: I promised Mateo that I'd find a way to restore him,
Speaker 1: which was.
Speaker 5: A crazy thing to say.
Speaker 1: If recent events have taught us anything, it said, I
Speaker 1: have no idea what I'm doing. Every goal I set
Speaker 1: morphs into a new and perplexing catastrophe. And that's not
Speaker 1: even taking into account the fucking hive mind angle. But
Speaker 1: even with this sci fi shit now in play, I
Speaker 1: can say with complete certainty that I will save Matteo.
Speaker 2: He was right.
Speaker 1: It does feel nice to have purpose. I stop as
Speaker 1: I passed the science building again.
Speaker 2: I wonder.
Speaker 1: Classroom, faculty office, janitor's closet, cadabra lab, research lab. Here
Speaker 1: it goes, Thanks Boyo. It's ironic. I was so excited
Speaker 1: when Santi gave me access to this part of his life,
Speaker 1: but he disappeared before I had a chance to take advantage.
Speaker 1: I don't know what I expected, but this all seems
Speaker 1: pretty standard. Sterilized tables, equipment tucked neatly on the shelves,
Speaker 1: various collegiate academic trophies behind locked glass, and oh, what's this?
Speaker 1: A framed photo tucked between trophies looks like it was
Speaker 1: taken in this room. There are two subjects in the photo,
Speaker 1: both their students, both perched side.
Speaker 2: By side on labstools.
Speaker 1: The plaque below reads twenty twenty three Ashcroft Inlet Research
Speaker 1: Grant Finalists. My eye is first drawn to the boy
Speaker 1: on the left, Santy. He half smiles through closed lips.
Speaker 1: This must have been right before that night, and I'd
Speaker 1: recognize the other boy too, The boy grinning softly under
Speaker 1: a messy head of wheat colored hair. The boy who
Speaker 1: was Santy's competitor for this supposedly life changing grand opportunity,
Speaker 1: The boy who stood to gain the most from Santy's disappearance.
Speaker 1: This other boy in the photo, it's alias.
Speaker 3: Hey, this is Santy.
Speaker 4: Text me or leave a message and I'll get you back.
Speaker 1: By So, Matteo says he saw a body at the
Speaker 1: Ludlow Lodge. Granted he didn't see the face, and this
Speaker 1: was all via an alleged hive mind vision, So I'm
Speaker 1: trying not to spiral and assume it was you. I mean,
Speaker 1: you can't be dead, because then I'd be leaving voicemails
Speaker 1: for a dead person, and that would make me crazy.
Speaker 1: These messages are for you, Santy, and as long as
Speaker 1: I keep leaving them, I won't give a pope that
Speaker 1: you're still out there, and that.
Speaker 3: Goodbye.
Speaker 1: Not a sign, Not a sign. Written and directed by
Speaker 1: Noah Feinberg.
Speaker 5: That's Me.
Speaker 1: Sound design and score by Jeremiah Zimmerman, starring Noah Feinberg
Speaker 1: That's Me as Damian Ray Santiago as Santy and Matteo
Speaker 1: Nico Greatham as Wade, Augustus Prue as Elias, Scott Evans
Speaker 1: as Big Tough, Jeffrey Self as bell Boy, Tina Majorino
Speaker 1: as Doctor Wiley, Obi Abiley as PM, Peter Gabriel Ruiz
Speaker 1: as Joma, Sadie Dickinson as Meg. Additional voices by Megan Taylor, Harvey,
Speaker 1: Susan C. Bennett, Verona, blue Mark Bramhall, Bryan Daniel Porter,
Speaker 1: Chris Dickey, Aaron Kocher, Christopher Corbin, Kiff, Vanden Wavel, and
Speaker 1: Rhys Griffin. Opening theme by Alex Yoder, Casting director Sonny
Speaker 1: Bowling and Meg Mormon. Executive producers from iHeart, Trevor Young
Speaker 1: and Matt Frederick. Executive producers from Blumbhouse, Chris Sticky and
Speaker 1: Noah Feinberg. That's Me executive producers from Mber twenty. David
Speaker 1: Ethwaites and Jimmy Jellina, supervising producer Rachel Foley, Editor Noah Feinberg.
Speaker 2: That's me,