IN COLLABORATION WITH CODLOREFACTS

THE BEASTS FROM BELOW


Weaver

A work crew movie night goes awry when uninvited guests crash the party.


Document Text:
March 8, 1985
PRIORITY ALERT: Grigori Weaver
FROM: Requiem COMINT Unit, Langley
SUBJECT: Radio Distress Call Flagged for Requiem

At 17:14 hours Central Standard Time, the following radio transmission was recorded at Offutt AFB in Omaha. Strategic Air Command then forwarded it to Langley. The origin of the radio signal was confirmed as the former site of the Galactic drive-in theater, which has since be repurposed into a salvage yard.

Transcript of message:

“Hello? Is anyone out there? My name is Daniel Kostov. I’m transmitting from Dimitar’s Scrap Yard on I-80, just west of Lincoln. God, I hope I’m using this thing the right way.”

“I have a work crew here – 10 men plus some spouses and girlfriends. We were having a cookout and watching movies on the old drive-in screen. We had just started a movie called ‘Beast From Below’ when I heard a sound like a scream coming from all directions. Something bright exploded in front of the screen – like a flare, or pyrotechnics at a rock concert.”

“At first I thought it was Grozdan pulling a prank. He wandered off last night and was missing all day. I even thought he got the others to play along when they started acting crazy, howling and moaning... And then they turned on the others who had been further back from that bright flash. It was a fucking bloodbath.”

“I locked myself in one of our fenced-in storage areas before they could catch me. I can still hear them prowling outside, but I don’t think they can get to me.”

“Look, if anyone comes out here, they’re going to need serious backup. This is too much for the local cops. Send the National Guard or a full military response.”

[growls and moans become audible in background. Subject’s voice drops to a whisper.]

“I’m going to shut down my radio now. When I first got in here, the damn thing started all by itself. There was a voice in the headset. I swear it sounded like my mom. She died of cancer last year. Somebody is seriously messing with us. And now my people are dead. Whatever this is, send help. Please.”