Speaker 1: The Maniwak Caves is intended for mature audiences. It contains
Speaker 1: strong language and depictions of bullying, violence, and sexual assault
Speaker 1: that some may find disturbing. Listener discretion is advised. Also,
Speaker 1: this is an extremely immersive experience and headphones are recommended.
Speaker 1: You're listening to The Maniwak Caves, a production of iHeartRadio,
Speaker 1: Blumhouse Television and Psychopia Pictures.
Speaker 2: The Beasts of Dough to your mind, you have a
Speaker 2: true of blood like the coosuit to leave the high
Speaker 2: You keep screaming for how and what answer? Just a
Speaker 2: busy si Jones?
Speaker 3: Is it fas.
Speaker 4: When you.
Speaker 2: Could?
Speaker 4: There be a killer inside?
Speaker 3: The truth has been locked up inside me, which brings
Speaker 3: me to the next rule. Just because we don't remember
Speaker 3: it doesn't mean it didn't happen, Julian. After what Deacon
Speaker 3: and Thomas Hadley did to Dana and finishing what they
Speaker 3: did to you in the library, what they spent their
Speaker 3: whole lives doing to any kids who were smaller, were
Speaker 3: different than them, I couldn't let those spoils shiit ads
Speaker 3: get away with it anymore. It had gone too far.
Speaker 3: It was time they got theirs, you know, it was
Speaker 3: time for revenge. Hey, Tommy, where's your rakery? Brother?
Speaker 5: What the fuck did you just say?
Speaker 3: Calm down, many chill you think I don't know what
Speaker 3: you and your brother did to Dina? Mm hm what
Speaker 3: don't worry, mante, It's all right. We ain't gonna tell.
Speaker 3: We just want to give the Hadley brothers a taste
Speaker 3: of their own medicine.
Speaker 1: Fuck you you know?
Speaker 3: Fuck me? Hold on that, Tommy, hold on. Like I said,
Speaker 3: I talked to Dina and uh, she agreed, she ain't
Speaker 3: gonna tell nobody. We just wanted to scare them.
Speaker 5: So so, what what do you want out of it?
Speaker 3: Well, me and Dana were like a an arrangement, so
Speaker 3: speak mutual benefici. What are you talking about?
Speaker 4: All right?
Speaker 3: So truth is she likes Deacon and she likes you too.
Speaker 3: She told me said, you can do it with her
Speaker 3: again if you want. But that shit ain't free, son
Speaker 3: You want that, you gotta pay, and you gotta pay me.
Speaker 3: It was my idea, lure them down in the caves,
Speaker 3: get them lost, and watch them fall apart like the
Speaker 3: cowards we knew they were. I had that Sony DV
Speaker 3: handicam and we were gonna make them ship their pants
Speaker 3: and videotapeic get footage of them crying and freaking out,
Speaker 3: and then just blast that shit all over the web.
Speaker 3: You so you're so full of shit mad? Maybe maybe not?
Speaker 3: Look at you looking around. You don't got to believe me, Tommy,
Speaker 3: But I know what I'll be doing Friday night out
Speaker 3: by the caves. Do you anyway?
Speaker 4: Think it over?
Speaker 3: Get back with me? Think it over. I'd made up
Speaker 3: that story about Tina. She didn't know anything about it.
Speaker 3: I felt real bad about using her as bait more
Speaker 3: than a prank, sure, but lesson murder.
Speaker 1: What the what the fuck?
Speaker 3: How far back do we gotta go?
Speaker 2: Where is she?
Speaker 4: Dude?
Speaker 3: I told you there's a spot right up here. No
Speaker 3: one knows about it as part of the cave, and
Speaker 3: you can't tell no one neither. Right this better and
Speaker 3: be fucking legit, Tyler. You want your money back, huh?
Speaker 3: Or you want to get late. I'm going first.
Speaker 2: It's only fair.
Speaker 3: I had the only flashlight. I just needed them to
Speaker 3: follow me in deep enough so the when I cut
Speaker 3: the flashlight out, they would be lost in complete darkness.
Speaker 4: Fuck, I can't see shit all right? Way up man,
Speaker 4: moving too fast? Bring the light back?
Speaker 3: I managed to get about twenty feet ahead of them
Speaker 3: to where the last term was and I cut.
Speaker 4: Off the light.
Speaker 5: What the fuck I can't see ibut you with that light, Taylor.
Speaker 4: If you don't get the fuck back here, I'm going
Speaker 4: to fuck you up.
Speaker 3: It worked. Oh they were lost, lost in the caves
Speaker 3: and near pitched black.
Speaker 4: Let's get the fuck out of here.
Speaker 3: That way I hit say it, I don't know it.
Speaker 3: It didn't take long for the claustrophobia to said the
Speaker 3: threat slowed, wavered more of some confusion. Rage gave way
Speaker 3: to panic, Panic gave way to tears, and then the
Speaker 3: tears became he became screams echoing through the caves and
Speaker 3: my nightmares. I've been haunted by Thomas and dickon a
Speaker 3: Hadley screams ever since I woke up the next day, Saturday,
Speaker 3: May nineteen, I couldn't remember anything about the night before,
Speaker 3: remember anything about the prank. I woke up in my bed,
Speaker 3: still in my clothes, which were drenched, my boots still
Speaker 3: on beneath the sheets, cakes with fresh earth. You were
Speaker 3: passed out on the floor next to me. I could
Speaker 3: barely sit up, barely stand up. My lower back was
Speaker 3: so stiff and sore. My legs were shaking and my
Speaker 3: head was pounding. And Finch, we didn't even know where
Speaker 3: hell he Finch was. Nobody did not even Dina any
Speaker 3: of this coming back to you, Julian, and he showered
Speaker 3: off from my place and hot tailed her back home.
Speaker 3: After that, your dad was just about fit to kill you.
Speaker 3: He always hated me, old Paul Sawace. He'd already decided
Speaker 3: long before than anything bad that never happened was well
Speaker 3: entirely my fault. I barely made it to graduation that day,
Speaker 3: and I saw you through the crowd, and I wanted
Speaker 3: to talk to you and start walking up with your father.
Speaker 3: They're just stared me down, so I knew to keep
Speaker 3: my distance. And you, you were changed, like soul had
Speaker 3: already taken off, far away away from Pottsville, away from
Speaker 3: Manawah County and it's people, it's monsters and the fog
Speaker 3: of evil that hung all over it. And you had
Speaker 3: made your mind to get out, but you wanted to
Speaker 3: go to the caves one last time. I wanted to
Speaker 3: go back to although I didn't know why. My mind
Speaker 3: was still a blank. Today we found their bodies. They
Speaker 3: found Finish a couple hours after that, out in the
Speaker 3: woods not far from the caves, emaciated, hypothermic, couldn't speak,
Speaker 3: and finally dead, he claimed, I couldn't remember anything, just
Speaker 3: a missing chunk avoided time. As the years went by,
Speaker 3: the dreams became more vivid, and it didn't always happen
Speaker 3: at night either. I began losing time in the middle
Speaker 3: of the day. At first, it was just that, just
Speaker 3: missing gaps of time I'd come to in a place
Speaker 3: I had no recollection of going to, in the middle
Speaker 3: of doing things I had made no conscious decision to do.
Speaker 3: And after a while it was in those moments, the
Speaker 3: missing ones, that I began to remember. It started with
Speaker 3: the whispers, voices, and the white noise and static of
Speaker 3: everyday backgrounds. Then the vision started coming out to play flashes.
Speaker 3: At first, the hadleys, their scowls, finches, face all lit
Speaker 3: up while we made the plan. And you, Julie, you,
Speaker 3: I saw you a lot. And then the images began
Speaker 3: moving little picture shows. One by one, The memory of
Speaker 3: that night pieced itself back together until I could remember
Speaker 3: it as a whole, clear as belt, like it had
Speaker 3: happened only moments before. It was a recording being played
Speaker 3: for me in my brain. All those missing gaps started
Speaker 3: filling themselves in. I wasn't sure if I was going
Speaker 3: fucking crazy or what. It was only a couple of
Speaker 3: years later, when I was moving out of my mom's
Speaker 3: house that I found the plan. We had made, the
Speaker 3: plot for revenge on Thomas and Deacon, and the physical map.
Speaker 3: We had made a map of the caves, positions staked
Speaker 3: out inside the caves, and X on the map up
Speaker 3: at the third turn where we're planned to cut the
Speaker 3: flashlight out.
Speaker 4: Beside it.
Speaker 3: I'd ridden the point of darkness. Then the nightmares became worse.
Speaker 3: I'd see visions of the caves, bones of small family
Speaker 3: piled high in a dark corner somewhere, a boy taking
Speaker 3: his own life in there, A man and a woman
Speaker 3: making love against the rocks, only for him to slip
Speaker 3: and fall moments later, the contents of his head spilling
Speaker 3: out against the cave floor. I'd be laying in bed
Speaker 3: at night and opened my eyes to find the Hadley
Speaker 3: brothers standing over me. The young bodies.
Speaker 4: Sure fine.
Speaker 3: The images of my mind began spilling over into the
Speaker 3: physical world, manifesting as material objects. The night before I
Speaker 3: went to visit bench on Death Road. They had been
Speaker 3: stalking around my bedroom again. The spirits of Deacon and
Speaker 3: Thomas had liver were.
Speaker 4: Stalking me.
Speaker 3: I was laying in bed, my eyes squeeze shut as
Speaker 3: tied as I can get them. But I knew they
Speaker 3: were still there. I knew it. I could smell them
Speaker 3: like ammonia, like back guano and dirt and algie on
Speaker 3: wet rocks. Deacon headly leaned over me so close.
Speaker 4: I can feel his necklace.
Speaker 3: You know, the fucking one. He always used to wear
Speaker 3: the fucking cross on a silver chain.
Speaker 4: He wore it every day.
Speaker 3: I could feel it, danklyn it gainst my chest. He
Speaker 3: whoke me up, and I remember screaming, pushing his cold
Speaker 3: ponting away from me.
Speaker 4: Get away. You didn't do that for a very long time.
Speaker 1: About that.
Speaker 4: You never know if you need any help finding.
Speaker 3: ANYTHI I'm all good, thanks, just grabbing a couple of
Speaker 3: bags of furtiluzer. When Jimmy Fincher broke into my place,
Speaker 3: it must have scared them off, because when I opened
Speaker 3: my eyes, Thomas and Deacon were gone, but Dickon's necklace
Speaker 3: was dangling in my clutch fist. I stashed the necklace
Speaker 3: in the bathroom medicine cabinet for safe keep him before
Speaker 3: dealing with Jimmy or finnim Off. Rather, but that necklace
Speaker 3: Julian Deacon was wearing. He was wearing it when we
Speaker 3: lured him into the caves. I know he was. He
Speaker 3: wore it every damn day. But by the time they
Speaker 3: found the bodies, that necklace was nowhere to be found.
Speaker 3: The caves took it and then they gave it to me.
Speaker 3: It's still there in my medicine cabinet. You'll find it.
Speaker 4: Go look.
Speaker 3: You need yeah, uh, would you mind grabbing me one
Speaker 3: of those little propane canisters too?
Speaker 2: That alre.
Speaker 3: You ever make a bomb, Julian, don't need much to
Speaker 3: do it, You just need to know all the proper measurements. Yeah,
Speaker 3: all right, where were we?
Speaker 4: Right?
Speaker 3: We never hung out again after that did with Julian.
Speaker 3: That was the end of our boyhood. I remember the
Speaker 3: last time I saw you before you fled Manhawah County.
Speaker 3: It was in the sheriff station. I was sitting on
Speaker 3: the bench in the hallway with my mother, waiting to
Speaker 3: be interrogated by Hooper, and you were in the conference
Speaker 3: room already I remember watching you through the glass and
Speaker 3: Sheriff Hooper looming over you. He's leaning in, almost whispering
Speaker 3: in your ear. I always wondered what he was saying
Speaker 3: to you, that look on his face, the look he
Speaker 3: always has about everything urgent. My gaze was broken when
Speaker 3: your father just suddenly stormed past me. The air suddenly charged,
Speaker 3: like the instant before a fight happens. I remember him
Speaker 3: stomping into the bullpen, where's he?
Speaker 4: Where's my son?
Speaker 3: Then seeing you in the conference room with Hooper, he
Speaker 3: stomped over and just pounded on the door, shaking the glass.
Speaker 3: Even if Hooper was the king shit Sheriff of Manawac County,
Speaker 3: he knew better than to come between Paul Solace and
Speaker 3: his boy. Damn right. And that's when it happened, isn't it, Julian.
Speaker 3: Your father made you do it, didn't He didn't. He
Speaker 3: He knew it was wrong. He knew Finch would get
Speaker 3: eaten alive by this racist shithole of a town. But
Speaker 3: he had no other choice. H hold it was adder
Speaker 3: lose his son. You were the only family he had left.
Speaker 3: He knew if you didn't throw your poor strange, misunderstood
Speaker 3: friend Finch under the bus that you would be charged
Speaker 3: along with him. So he threatened you didn't he his
Speaker 3: face all red, his thick hands on the back of
Speaker 3: your neck, fingers shoved, and your face spittled from his
Speaker 3: wet lips. See them with rage, but mostly just like
Speaker 3: everyone else in man in Wak County, I could see
Speaker 3: he was just so fucking terrified, and he knew the
Speaker 3: only way to save you, Julian, was to make you
Speaker 3: testify against James Ventcher. And you hated him for it.
Speaker 3: Oh boy, did you hate him for it. Because if
Speaker 3: you didn't hate him enough already, now you loathe him
Speaker 3: even more. And if you lacked the courage to leave
Speaker 3: Manawah County before, if you lacked that courage, shit.
Speaker 2: Not no more.
Speaker 3: Your daddy, Paul, he drove you away. Huh, lucky you.
Speaker 3: I kept thinking about finching, how he didn't have anyone
Speaker 3: like that, no one to storm in and rescue him,
Speaker 3: no father to save him from himself. But you ran, Yeah,
Speaker 3: you ran, ran from the fog and the ghosts of
Speaker 3: Manwak County and ran for your life, or at least
Speaker 3: with the hope of manufacturing a new one. Things quieted
Speaker 3: down After that you went away, Fince got locked up,
Speaker 3: life went on. But now you've come back fourteen fucking
Speaker 3: years later. The caves let you go, but they were
Speaker 3: never gonna let you stay gone never, And me I
Speaker 3: stayed here this whole time, suspended in the fog. Sometimes
Speaker 3: it feels like I went to sleep that.
Speaker 2: Day and just never woke up.
Speaker 3: When this ain't a dream, Highness, sleep not yet.
Speaker 5: You have one message, hey manas Julian listen, I'm taking
Speaker 5: you up on your offer to let me stay at
Speaker 5: your place for a few The motel ain't exactly working out.
Speaker 5: If it's cool, I'm actually heading over there now. Probably
Speaker 5: best for us a talk in person anyway.
Speaker 3: Well, you're a little late, Julian. You are welcome to
Speaker 3: stay at my place, but I don't think I'm gonna
Speaker 3: be much company.
Speaker 1: You know.
Speaker 3: It's taken me years, but eventually I realized that there
Speaker 3: was another presence in there with us that day in
Speaker 3: the caves. It's the same one that's coming.
Speaker 2: For me now.
Speaker 3: And he can hear us, he can hear our thoughts,
Speaker 3: he can hear me right now, and he knows I'm
Speaker 3: talking to you. He's close now, and this time I
Speaker 3: set up a little trap, and now here we are.
Speaker 3: I made it, almost got lost on on my way
Speaker 3: here with the fog got so dense. I'm hearing all
Speaker 3: the charges are set now.
Speaker 1: So uh.
Speaker 3: If you're hearing this audio file with then glory, fucking hallelujah.
Speaker 3: It's already done, man, And hopefully my god forsake soul
Speaker 3: is no longer torment. Hopefully my miseries.
Speaker 2: At an end.
Speaker 3: Damn. This is the exact spot where we found the
Speaker 3: body's joined full circle.
Speaker 2: I guess.
Speaker 5: Yeah.
Speaker 3: It's Saturday, August seventh. It's almost nine thirty am. Only
Speaker 3: a few minutes now, Tempert. Your sixty two degrees and
Speaker 3: dropping fog is so thick I can't see three feet.
Speaker 4: Here he comes.
Speaker 3: The's time to go, Julian, Julian, there's just one more
Speaker 3: thing I forgot to tell you, one last thing. Your
Speaker 3: father was only trying to protect you, Julian sending hello.
Speaker 2: There a ghost and the mill.
Speaker 3: And the hounds of hell dancing in your azen.
Speaker 1: The Manwalk Caves stars Jonathan Tucker as Julian Sallace, Eddie
Speaker 1: Gathegy as James Fincher, Clark Peters as Detective Solomon Smith.
Speaker 1: Nick Cercy as Sheriff Kirby Hooper, Justin Welborn as Tyler Wilson,
Speaker 1: Jill Jane Clements as Jill Campbell, Brad Carter as Dooley Tappert,
Speaker 1: Scott Poythus as Reverend Perkins, Samantha Ashley as Dena Fincher,
Speaker 1: Justin Matthews Smith as Paul Sallace, Tara Oakes as Laura Sallace,
Speaker 1: Jonathan Horn as Deacon Hadley, Alden Karanovitch as Thomas Hadley,
Speaker 1: Mike w Anderson as Griff Washington Body, Walterroff as Jimmy Fincher,
Speaker 1: Brian McClure as Ian Speinks, Larry Clark as Bobby Hadley,
Speaker 1: Payden Fallis as ed leab Blanc, Vic Palis's as William Fowler,
Speaker 1: Nick Takosky as Richard Rydell, and Aileen Lloy as The Darkness,
Speaker 1: with additional performances by Clint mcgow, Dina Dill, Edward Howard,
Speaker 1: Henry Foster Brown, Jamie Joseph, Juan Monsalvez, Christopher Curry, Bailey Heineman,
Speaker 1: David Mitchell, and Bernard Sataro Clark. Created by Connell Byrne
Speaker 1: and Dan Bush. Written by Dan Bush, Zoe Cooper, and
Speaker 1: Nicholas Dakosky featuring our theme song Killer Inside, written produced
Speaker 1: and performed by Leraa Lynn. Our executive producers are Matt Frederick,
Speaker 1: Alexander Williams, Michael Monty, and Courtney du Frees. Our executive
Speaker 1: producers at Blumhouse Television are Jeremy Gold, Chris Dickey, and
Speaker 1: Noah Feinberg. Produced by Dan Bush, music by Ben Lovett,
Speaker 1: additional music by Alexander Rodriguez. Edited by Dan Bush, Chris Childs,
Speaker 1: Stephen Perez and David Chen. Sound design by Benjamin Malcolm.
Speaker 1: Additional sound design by Alexander Rodriguez. Dialogue editing and sound
Speaker 1: mixing by Juan Campos. Recorded at Studio Awesome in Los Angeles,
Speaker 1: sound Bite Studio in Atlanta, and Echo Mountain in Asheville.
Speaker 1: Casting by Sunday Bowling, Kennedy and Meg Mormon. Our dialect
Speaker 1: coach is Linda Bessesti, Assistant director, Michael Monty, second assistant director,
Speaker 1: script supervisor and production coordinator Sarah Klein. Supervising producer Josh Thain.
Speaker 1: Special thanks to Mary Ellen and Jason Davis, Jonathan Dieter,
Speaker 1: and Joe Rickman. The Manowak Caves is a production of iHeartRadio,
Speaker 1: Blumhouse Television and Psycopia Pictures.
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