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Speaker 2: Hello, Governor Tyler, mister Havoc, how may I assist you
Speaker 2: this evening? Well, you can tell me what the hell
Speaker 2: you think you're doing about the situation in Havoc. Mister Havoc,
Speaker 2: I've deployed the New Hampshire National Guard to assist the
Speaker 2: CDC authorities already there how many I've what how many troops?
Speaker 2: Two hundred for the purposes of keeping order fromp polling
Speaker 2: numbers right now leading into the elections. I don't see
Speaker 2: how that has anything. I'll tell you your neck connect with
Speaker 2: Bill Johnson, A single percentage point could swing it to him.
Speaker 2: I'd imagine a massive influx of cash into his campaign
Speaker 2: with weeks ago may help him to Now you've listened
Speaker 2: to me, Jory Havoc. I listened to me e vacuous,
Speaker 2: sniveling ideologue that Barry men better than you. I've taken
Speaker 2: down presidents, cardinals, kings. Governor, do you think you can
Speaker 2: just don't know who the hell you think you are
Speaker 2: Jery Havock. But I can assure you that no, no, dammit, poraen.
Speaker 1: God, Jesus, what now it's a whole convoy. Oh and
Speaker 1: the fire trucks. Should I get it? Yeah, I guess, dotties.
Speaker 4: Who's calling?
Speaker 2: Oh?
Speaker 1: Hey, hey, it's Sylvie. Hold on, who is it? It's Marie?
Speaker 1: Give me the phone. Hi. How was.
Speaker 2: Yeah?
Speaker 1: I was on my way out of town.
Speaker 2: But what.
Speaker 1: Jesus were there? Any? My god?
Speaker 2: What? What? What? Yeah?
Speaker 1: I'm not going anywhere. The roads are going to be blocked.
Speaker 1: At this point, I think, Oh, okay, see you shortly.
Speaker 1: I guess, well, well, don't leave me hanging. There's been
Speaker 1: some sort of attack on the hospital. What like? What
Speaker 1: or vampires? I don't honestly know.
Speaker 3: Well, all right, then we stay put, I mean, unless
Speaker 3: we come out of attack by vampires.
Speaker 2: Oh too soon, let's keep reading. Okay.
Speaker 1: Great wealth does not bestow meaning on a life. Oh no,
Speaker 1: poor boy. Great wealth does not bestow means.
Speaker 2: As I grew older, I required less in the way
Speaker 2: of nourishment, at first, going days between feedings and then weeks.
Speaker 2: By the time I have been what I am for
Speaker 2: a century, so feedings were a month's apart and seemed
Speaker 2: to stay there, s craving would calm and going between
Speaker 2: my feelings. But largely, like everything else, I'd wrenged control
Speaker 2: of the impulses so that I could focus on growing
Speaker 2: my world. As my businesses spread out over the continent
Speaker 2: and across the seas, As I accrude and consolidated powers,
Speaker 2: reached my fingers into the spy strade thanking government, so
Speaker 2: grew my desperation. Nothing was enough, and so my coffers
Speaker 2: were filled. I found that the core of me, a dreadful,
Speaker 2: yawning emptiness of was a vacuum, absorbing everything I touched,
Speaker 2: but never feeling full. I found myself growing reckless, with
Speaker 2: my person, walking dangerous streets late at night, starting fights
Speaker 2: with men much larger and less stable than myself. When
Speaker 2: I heard of the unrest in France, I told my
Speaker 2: inferiors that I saw in it a uni week opportunity.
Speaker 2: Many of the more savvy among the French gentry had
Speaker 2: begun to see the winds changing, and were attempting to
Speaker 2: liquidate and flee before the undress became violence. Even those
Speaker 2: who were wilfully blind have begun moving their words around,
Speaker 2: and I believed it myself when I told Elsie, my
Speaker 2: employ that we could be the conduit through which it
Speaker 2: had wealth flowed, our bank in England, a safe place
Speaker 2: for which that wealth could be kept for a price,
Speaker 2: of course. But something deeper in me just wished to
Speaker 2: place myself in the center of that strife. That part
Speaker 2: of me had created, the violence, something shrouded in the
Speaker 2: shadows that even I dared not gaze upon directly. I
Speaker 2: believe now that it was not blood lost, but a
Speaker 2: certain longing for death, as there was little less to conquer,
Speaker 2: and so as tensions rose to the boiling point, I
Speaker 2: found my way into the city of Paris. Between my
Speaker 2: business dealings, I would frequently find myself walking the filthy streets,
Speaker 2: wearing velvet and lace, silk and finer re poudered as
Speaker 2: any aristocrat, flaunting my velvet, ostentatiously meeting the eyes of
Speaker 2: every lefty student and hungry ruffian, waiting for the violence
Speaker 2: I saw great to be visited upon me.
Speaker 1: You not die.
Speaker 2: One occasional rock was thrown, a little blood drawn here
Speaker 2: runs there, But whenever I found myself giving into it,
Speaker 2: my abused recoil, recognizing my ready willingness to submit myself
Speaker 2: to the feast and the cudgel. It was not sporting,
Speaker 2: they saw, and so I passed largely or molested through
Speaker 2: the streets, as others of great velve cowered behind the
Speaker 2: vaults that would not protect them in the end. On
Speaker 2: one such walk, I passed the tavern in one of
Speaker 2: the poor quarters, and inside hurt the sounds of revolution.
Speaker 4: Clearly, if the spring of popular government in time of
Speaker 4: peace is virtue, the springs of popular government in revolution
Speaker 4: are at once virtue and terror.
Speaker 2: I could feel the pulse of blood in a room,
Speaker 2: smelled it bit feverishly within all of them. I could
Speaker 2: not help but walk towards it.
Speaker 4: Terror is nothing else as a unjustice prompt, severe, inflexible.
Speaker 4: It is therefore an emanation of virtue.
Speaker 2: And it did not take long for my presence among
Speaker 2: the revolutionaries to be noticed. Cafe two is sigur tom.
Speaker 2: What are you doing here? Clatten, the leader asked, to
Speaker 2: which I replied, looking for my next meal. Wha Jesias?
Speaker 2: That seemed to do the trick. They were on me, quickly,
Speaker 2: brutally tearing up my clothing, scratching up my face, pounting
Speaker 2: my body with fists and feet. The pain must exquisite,
Speaker 2: and then I felt nothing. When I woke covers on
Speaker 2: a bed in complete darkness. It was cold, musty the
Speaker 2: sheets I lay on with them with my sweat, and
Speaker 2: in the dark I could sense her. Who are you?
Speaker 5: I was waiting to ask you the same, how do
Speaker 5: you feel?
Speaker 2: I hadn't time to answer before she struck a match
Speaker 2: to light the stop of a candle, But I saw
Speaker 2: on the flash took my press.
Speaker 5: Of her, Lucille, you must take me for someone else.
Speaker 2: But the resemblance was uncanny. Of the years, I had
Speaker 2: become worried that the memory of her face had been
Speaker 2: corrupted by distance. But now that it stood before me again,
Speaker 2: the suddenity came rushing back. But you, it's it's uncuiebler.
Speaker 2: It's incredible. You look just like her, Lucille.
Speaker 5: I assure you we have not met a coincidence.
Speaker 2: And as she stepped closer, the spell was broken. When
Speaker 2: my Lucille's face was full, hers was drawn. While Lucia's
Speaker 2: eyes were soft, hers contained a sharpness, a hunger. Still
Speaker 2: there was a resemblance. So I guess at my weights
Speaker 2: and tried to sit up and shop and stop me,
Speaker 2: and I collapse back. I had indeed taken quite a beating.
Speaker 5: Now, no, my darling, you have healed very quickly, but
Speaker 5: not yet enough to be walking around on your own
Speaker 5: too feet.
Speaker 2: Who are you?
Speaker 5: I am a barmaid at the establishment. You entered so
Speaker 5: foolishly dressed like a peagug.
Speaker 2: Stupid mistake.
Speaker 5: Do not lie to me. I saw your face as
Speaker 5: you entered. You got exactly what you came to get.
Speaker 2: How did I get here? Well?
Speaker 5: After they beat you into a shapeless mess, I was
Speaker 5: tasked with clearing you from the tavern floor. It was difficult,
Speaker 5: as you were quite dead, and the men who put
Speaker 5: you in a position were unwilling to assist in your removal.
Speaker 5: I see, and so I dragged you into the alley,
Speaker 5: and as I was going through your pockets, you began
Speaker 5: to breathe again. A miracle, the first of many. Are
Speaker 5: you a magician, a saint, or something else?
Speaker 2: The devil? I assure you I am none of these things.
Speaker 5: I have watched your wounds, clothes. You are not a
Speaker 5: normal man.
Speaker 2: You are not afraid.
Speaker 5: Why would I be afraid? You couldn't walk across this
Speaker 5: floor in your condition?
Speaker 2: And when I have finished healing.
Speaker 5: Why would you hurt the one person in the whole
Speaker 5: city who would help you.
Speaker 2: And what you wish for in return for happening?
Speaker 5: We'll see. Let me get you something to eat. No,
Speaker 5: don't bother, you're not hungry, not yet?
Speaker 2: The water?
Speaker 1: No whine?
Speaker 2: No?
Speaker 5: Why are you doing an experiment?
Speaker 2: She climbed onto the bed, pressing herself tightly against me.
Speaker 2: I could feel the strum of her pulse through her bodies.
Speaker 2: After such agony, this drill ran through me. Hunger, of course, hunger,
Speaker 2: but also something else, a deep with desire, more base.
Speaker 2: And then her face touching mine, sliding up until her
Speaker 2: neck pressed itself against my lips.
Speaker 5: Why are you you're trembling?
Speaker 2: I'm not well.
Speaker 5: You feel desire, I feel pain? Hm. The question is
Speaker 5: do you wish to rubish me or devour me?
Speaker 1: Or is it both?
Speaker 2: Please?
Speaker 1: I believe I know what you are.
Speaker 5: We had stories about your kind in my village to
Speaker 5: scare children into coming home or dark, and still you
Speaker 5: are not afraid. What's there to be afraid of? A
Speaker 5: look around you? The world burns soon, the city will
Speaker 5: go up like a powder keg. The rich and poor
Speaker 5: alike would be swept up in it? Why fear the inevitable?
Speaker 2: What is your name?
Speaker 5: Sophia Jury?
Speaker 2: Thank you for collecting me, But you should have left
Speaker 2: me in the hardway.
Speaker 5: But then I wouldn't have had the opportunity to meet my.
Speaker 2: Salvation, your salvation.
Speaker 5: I was brought here by a Russian nobleman, and then
Speaker 5: he abandoned me when he lost his wealth. I've been
Speaker 5: trapped in this wretched city ever since.
Speaker 2: You wish to take me from here.
Speaker 5: To hell wherever it is your going, consider it payment
Speaker 5: for my kindnesses, and then we can discuss the matter further.
Speaker 5: Do we have an agreement?
Speaker 2: What could I do but acvious? And so two days later,
Speaker 2: when my wounds had largely healed, we dressed ourselves in
Speaker 2: the plain clothes of the peasants and set off from
Speaker 2: the similar envirolence of Paris, making our a vest via
Speaker 2: an odd courage. Sofia insists that I hide my van
Speaker 2: as mobs of revolutionist stocks of roads outside of Paris
Speaker 2: looking for hiding gentry, and so event under assumed names
Speaker 2: doctor and missus Mannette, our solitary forms, runous buildings, divers,
Speaker 2: tenaries and the like, and boarded the ferry to England.
Speaker 2: Within days London suited Sofia were. Neither of us had
Speaker 2: in interest in society. And so when I was not
Speaker 2: conducting my business with with walks streets at all hours,
Speaker 2: finding ourselves having a rich means selling the terms, seeing
Speaker 2: all manner of art and theater, she had a voracious
Speaker 2: hunger for knowledge, for the full experience of existence. Her
Speaker 2: life before had been a struggle to strive. Born in
Speaker 2: a poor village, not unlike my own, she had managed
Speaker 2: to find work, first as a scullery maid in the
Speaker 2: nobles house, and then, through machinations that she would not share,
Speaker 2: out of some secret chain, she had managed her way
Speaker 2: into working in the ladies chambers, using her charm to
Speaker 2: soon become the darling. And so she began to see
Speaker 2: the world from that narrow advantage. And when the family
Speaker 2: found themselves in exile from their own country, she traveled
Speaker 2: with them to Paris, where they fell upon hard times.
Speaker 2: Her life had made her a quick study of language skill,
Speaker 2: but most importantly of people. She could ingratiate herself to
Speaker 2: the most solitary of people that she traveled with me
Speaker 2: alone as many decades as testaments are sad, and despite
Speaker 2: myself my heart so long hardened by such solitude, and
Speaker 2: my station began to soften.
Speaker 6: The mariner, whose eye is bright, whose beard with age
Speaker 6: is whore, is gone. And now the wedding guest turned
Speaker 6: from the bridegroom's door. He went like one that hath
Speaker 6: been stunned, and is of sense Forlorn, a sadder and
Speaker 6: wiser man.
Speaker 2: He rose the morrow morn bravocorac, as marvelous now as
Speaker 2: when it was first written.
Speaker 6: I thank you, Havoc. It means much, coming from one
Speaker 6: who is best known for his fleet.
Speaker 2: A question, Yes, missus Havoc.
Speaker 5: It is a problem of imagery. Do go on, madam,
Speaker 5: day after day, day after day? We stuck nor breath
Speaker 5: nor motion, as idle as a sculpture upon a marble ocean.
Speaker 6: I'm impressed that you've memorized the passage.
Speaker 5: Isn't a marble sculpture? Heavy?
Speaker 2: But that is the point.
Speaker 5: It's immovable, Yes, yes, yes, but it brings to mind
Speaker 5: a stone that would sink. Would their imagery captured the
Speaker 5: stillness without all the weight, perhaps as idle as a
Speaker 5: painted ship upon a painted ocean. You see the repetition
Speaker 5: of the world even mirrors the exhaustion of the sameness
Speaker 5: of the days within the dolbrooms.
Speaker 3: Hmmm.
Speaker 6: I must offer my condolences, Havoc.
Speaker 2: And why is that it seems as though you've married
Speaker 2: a poet. Through Sofia's eyes, I saw the world and
Speaker 2: knew as a single wander to be safered. I saw
Speaker 2: humanity as something strange and lovely. I felt was the
Speaker 2: first time since clawing myself out of the grave, something
Speaker 2: approaching joy. She was giving me life in the ways
Speaker 2: that pumping blood had not, and I was entirely unprepared
Speaker 2: for what came next. I had a message. When I failed,
Speaker 2: I would dress well, even extravagantly in leaning on lace
Speaker 2: and very wet, and then make my way to the
Speaker 2: hunting ground. It would begin in a busy place, a tavern,
Speaker 2: a theater, a night market, such as the one I
Speaker 2: found myself trolling on this night. You find someone with
Speaker 2: the sharp eyes, someone who is watching the crowd as
Speaker 2: intently as you, someone who is looking for something, a weakness,
Speaker 2: a chink in the armor, something to exploit and then
Speaker 2: become that weakness. Hmm. I could feel when the hungry
Speaker 2: eyes fell on Ah, they sink, look at this tasty
Speaker 2: fruit ready to pluck. And then I would do everything
Speaker 2: my power to ignore my prayer as they stalked me about,
Speaker 2: flashing my purse, working towards the edge of the crowd,
Speaker 2: and then I would make my break from it, wandering
Speaker 2: down the quiet side streets and waiting for my prayer
Speaker 2: to catch up. This is night was not different until
Speaker 2: you you are following me. What do you want? Why?
Speaker 7: Nothing at all, my lord, just out for a night's straw.
Speaker 7: When I saw you taking the dangerous path away from
Speaker 7: the market.
Speaker 2: Then you're here to to protect me? Not at all,
Speaker 2: my lord? Do you wish me harm?
Speaker 7: I wish for your ring, sir, and your purse and
Speaker 7: those fancy boots.
Speaker 2: Oh and if I do not give them over, I've
Speaker 2: been known to cut the rings off if they're not
Speaker 2: freely giving as you raise.
Speaker 5: It's really not as violent as I thought, Sophia. You
Speaker 5: really are quite strong. You managed to overpower them so quickly.
Speaker 5: It's over in a flash.
Speaker 2: What are you doing here? Why are you?
Speaker 5: I just I wanted to see with my own eyes
Speaker 5: how you feed yourself. It's dangerous here, you know, not
Speaker 5: for you tell me, darling, how badly does it hurt?
Speaker 2: I'd imagine the penny's intense, but very brief, the broad
Speaker 2: loss the experience causes people to lose consciousness.
Speaker 5: Darling, don't be foolish, son, What do you mean? I
Speaker 5: knew you wouldn't allow me to watch you, so I
Speaker 5: followed you in secret.
Speaker 1: I'm sorry.
Speaker 5: I did not mean to betray your trust, but I
Speaker 5: needed to know if I could stomach it watching you eat,
Speaker 5: And having watched it now closely, I can say without
Speaker 5: a doubt, it is the most natural thing in the world.
Speaker 5: So I ask you again, how badly does it hurt
Speaker 5: to be turned?
Speaker 2: I do not know. I don't remember how it happened
Speaker 2: to me. Have you turned others only once? If I
Speaker 2: know of, And I was not happy about it, just
Speaker 2: dazed and hungry and living like a rat.
Speaker 5: But you would care for me, wouldn't you, no matter
Speaker 5: how difficult, no matter how it went, how what my love.
Speaker 5: I wished to remain by your side. I wish to
Speaker 5: experience what you experience.
Speaker 1: No, I have spent my life serving.
Speaker 5: I do not want to be your pets, upplating something
Speaker 5: for you to wear on your arm and flay whether
Speaker 5: and I I will not serve. I wish to rain
Speaker 5: jury beside you. If you love me, if you truly
Speaker 5: love me, you would wish this for.
Speaker 2: Me as well?
Speaker 5: Do you do you love me?
Speaker 2: And so the matter was decided.
Speaker 5: When no time like the present.
Speaker 2: Here on a dirty side street of the poor coatural
Speaker 2: of the town.
Speaker 5: I was born in such a quarter. We met in
Speaker 5: such a quarter. It is fitting. Besides, I do not
Speaker 5: care to wait any longer as you wish.
Speaker 2: So I am not entirely sure. Heart's done. I usual
Speaker 2: drink until the subject is dead. The times that I
Speaker 2: didn't led me to believe that it was the disease
Speaker 2: of the blood. I suppose. I just I'll give you
Speaker 2: some of mine.
Speaker 5: Here your victim had a knife to run, Give me
Speaker 5: your hand.
Speaker 2: What do you plan.
Speaker 5: Don't be a baby, darling. Now let me drink.
Speaker 2: And so she raised my hand to her lips and
Speaker 2: drank greedily.
Speaker 5: Now what, No, I don't know.
Speaker 2: Now we wait, tell me do you feel anything?
Speaker 5: I don't.
Speaker 2: Of course, nothing happens that evening. It was the next day.
Speaker 2: That's the first symptoms showed themselves. First a mark of
Speaker 2: her nose ran, then a fever, and I said, it's
Speaker 2: a rage, bringing sons, blood and sweat. Pouring from her.
Speaker 2: She rented and raved through the day in the night,
Speaker 2: and on the fifth day she died. I began to
Speaker 2: doubt myself at that point, if I'm being honest, began
Speaker 2: to doubt that I even could turn her. And that
Speaker 2: doubt grew into a rising panic as the hours passed
Speaker 2: and I stood witchual over her corpse, but said, of course, Sophia.
Speaker 1: Hello, darling, I'm thirsty.
Speaker 2: I had considered this possibility. Come in, Ah, is this here?
Speaker 2: It is? And I can just have my way with her.
Speaker 2: You can try, Sophia. This is Morrison. He is a
Speaker 2: sailor in my employer. I ran into him by the
Speaker 2: docks at the cat house.
Speaker 5: Oh mm hmmm.
Speaker 2: He has violent proclivities, does he? Ah?
Speaker 5: Miss, No, no touch me down there anymore.
Speaker 2: They're too afraid.
Speaker 5: But mister Hannaky says, you quite enjoy your little violence.
Speaker 5: Does he come closer, Morrison?
Speaker 2: Ah, you're quite.
Speaker 5: The vision mission, so I've been talked.
Speaker 2: Help me, are you? The violence with which she failed
Speaker 2: was terrifying or inspired, so unlike my first time, she
Speaker 2: latched onto some man, wrapped her arms and legs about him.
Speaker 2: Her sharp ite had found it joculars, so easily, and
Speaker 2: now she clung to him as he thrashed and kicked
Speaker 2: and finally surrendered to his final journey. Ah hmmm, so.
Speaker 6: More.
Speaker 2: I think I knew even in that moment that we
Speaker 2: would have to live well ordered London, because the early
Speaker 2: times are ravenous. And Sophia proved me right. Over the
Speaker 2: coming days, two three songs a night, and still she thusted.
Speaker 2: It was dizzy, and within a few days began to
Speaker 2: draw attention in the press. The seaf evening of her
Speaker 2: new existence. I began making our plans to move west
Speaker 2: into the wiles of the Americas, those lawless lens, a
Speaker 2: land borne of violence could easily bear a burton of
Speaker 2: her thirst. Can do cassa?
Speaker 1: Jesus, what was that? Sounds like someone threw a brick
Speaker 1: through the window.
Speaker 2: Sort of a bitch, I'm gonna go check it out.
Speaker 1: Shit, Sylvie, Wait, Sylvie. And then Jury Havoc himself stood
Speaker 1: in the center of my bar, his eyes burning. He
Speaker 1: was not happy.
Speaker 2: You have something of mine.
Speaker 1: You listen here, asshole. We know what you are, and
Speaker 1: you can Sylvie. You can have your book. Okay, just
Speaker 1: get out of here.
Speaker 2: I'm afraid we'll well pass that point.
Speaker 1: Now stay away from her.
Speaker 2: Quiet. I tried to be your friend. I won't for
Speaker 2: you to remember that. I came to you in this
Speaker 2: spirit of friendship, and it was your mistrust that brought
Speaker 2: us to this rather sad point. Oh, it's something funny.
Speaker 1: There was never any chance of friendship. You are a monster.
Speaker 2: Stay back, you're moving behind the bar? Is it back there?
Speaker 2: What the Bible? The steak Bible won't work on me.
Speaker 2: I've read it too thoroughly to be impressed. Stopping story
Speaker 2: poorly told, and frankly, I don't think you're strong enough
Speaker 2: to get the steak into my heart.
Speaker 1: So I disagree. I've done it before.
Speaker 2: Really I've misjudged you. Then stop, I'm not going to
Speaker 2: give you the opportunity. Why why what?
Speaker 1: Why did you come back here to finish what you started?
Speaker 2: And what did I start.
Speaker 1: The destruction of the town?
Speaker 2: Why would I destroy this town?
Speaker 1: I what what use would it be?
Speaker 2: Why would I draw this sort of attention to myself?
Speaker 6: Well?
Speaker 1: Why did you start this outbreak?
Speaker 2: Why would I do that?
Speaker 1: It's where Sophia died, where she.
Speaker 2: Was murdered by your grandfather.
Speaker 1: By the way she was killing people.
Speaker 2: I didn't come here to infect the town.
Speaker 1: Then why why are you here.
Speaker 2: To draw her out? Who finally her?
Speaker 1: Get away from her Havoc, Mari, get out of here.
Speaker 2: Run I was wondering, when you'd finally show your face.
Speaker 1: What what are you talking about?
Speaker 2: Travesty after travesty, befalling my business, the fires at the shipyards,
Speaker 2: the factories, trains derailed, all the while the authorities eye
Speaker 2: me as if I was causing all of it. It
Speaker 2: took me a long time to figure out that there
Speaker 2: was a mind behind it, and even longer to figure
Speaker 2: out who was causing all the pandemonium.
Speaker 1: And here you are, Marie, What the hell is he
Speaker 1: talking about?
Speaker 2: Corier? Come now, it's not every day that you get
Speaker 2: to meet face to face with your ancestors. Well, don't
Speaker 2: leave her in the dark, you monster. Say hello to
Speaker 2: your granddaughter de Mares.
Speaker 3: Havoctown was created by me Aaron Manke. The show was
Speaker 3: written and directed by Nicholas Takoski. This episode was edited
Speaker 3: and sound designed by Nomes Griffin. Starring Jewels State as
Speaker 3: Coreine Abbs, James Callus as Jerry Havoc, Felicia Day as
Speaker 3: Sylvie Harris, with additional voice acting from Hannah Fearman, Eric Td,
Speaker 3: Dick terhun Jack Lafferty, Jonathan Baron, Stephen Manley, David Davrees,
Speaker 3: and Aaron Mankey. This season is directed by Nicholas Takowski
Speaker 3: with assistant directors Sarah Klein and Jake Diamond, casting by
Speaker 3: Sunday Bowling CSA and Meg Mormon CSA. Production coordinator Wayna Calderon.
Speaker 3: Our theme song was created by Chris Childs executive producers
Speaker 3: Aaron Mankey, Trevor Young, and Matt Frederick, with supervising producer
Speaker 3: Rima Lkali and producers Nomes Griffin and Jesse Funk. Havoctown
Speaker 3: is set in the Bridgewater Audio universe, which includes the
Speaker 3: hit fiction podcasts Bridgewater and Consumed. Learn more about both shows,
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