Morning. Hey, how's it going? Can't complain.
Yeah, me neither. Can I help you with anything?
Yeah. Can you tell me where I am? You're in North
Dakota. Oh. Uh... When is it? What do you mean?
What year is it? What season? I'm completely
lost. Oh, uh... Well, it's the year 1975. Middle
of summer. That shark picture just came out.
You know, with the three guys on a boat chasing
a giant shark? Everybody's talking about that
movie. Have you, uh, you seen me yet? Huh. Oh.
Uh, no, I don't know much about pictures. What
am I doing here, anyway? Well, if you don't know,
I'm not sure I know. Did you need fuel? No, nothing
like that. At least, I don't think so. Did you
drive here? I don't know. You don't know if you
drove here? I just remember walking through that
door and talking to you. It's kind of what I
do here, among other things. You feeling alright?
I think I feel okay. I don't know. But like I
said, I can't remember how I got here, or anything
beyond walking through the door. Do you know
what day it is? It's a Tuesday. Well, at least
you know the day of the week. Do you have any
idea what I'm doing here? Nope. Half the time
I don't even know what I'm doing here. Um, do
you know if there's anyone I can call? A spouse?
Friends? Parents? Not that I know of. You really
don't remember anything, do you? I just feel
like I'm in the wrong place, but I don't know
why. Well then, what place would be the right
one? I don't know. I don't think I know anything.
Morning, folks. How's the coffee? Should be good.
I just made it. Well, it sure smells good. I
need something to keep me awake. You sure have
a long drive ahead of you. Every drive in this
state is a long drive. I don't know how you people
do it here. You get used to it. What's your story?
You look as tired as I am. Me? Yeah, no one else
is here. Oh, right. I have no story. Come on.
Everyone has a story. Well, I don't. What? Did
you just hatch here? Maybe. I don't remember.
Do you have a name? I don't know. Wait. Wait,
you don't even know your name? No. Well, I'm
going into town. You want me to drop you off
at the police station? I feel like I should be
doing something here. Why don't you get a cup
of coffee, eh? It's on the house. I don't know
if I like coffee. Only one way to find out. I
guess it couldn't hurt. You sure you don't need
a ride? Yeah, I'm sure. About that at least.
Alright. Here you go. For the coffee. Just take
it. You sure? Yeah. Alright, well, I don't know
if I'll see you again. You won't. Wow. For someone
who doesn't know anything, you sounded sure with
that. I know why I'm here. I remember everything
now. Yeah, that's good. So, uh, why are you here
then? This. You getting on the bus? To Fort Abraham
Lincoln. I don't know. There should be another
bus coming within the hour. That'll take you
into the city. Huh. Oh. You, uh, getting on the
bus? I suppose not, sir. All right, then. You
have no idea what you're missing. story. Oh,
I don't know any stories, honey. Come on. Everyone
knows a story. Or at least can make one up. Well,
then what type of story would you like? I want
a story that makes me think. A story that makes
me sit on the edge of my seat and really pay
attention. Okay, I think I can tell you something
like that. I'm going to tell you a story from
my youth. Oh yes, please do. This story takes
place a long time ago. That's because you're
old, Grandma. Oh, a lady never states her age.
Again, because you're old. Do you mind if I start
my story now? Yes, please. I'm bored. Okay, Lana.
As I was saying, this story happened a long time
ago. It takes place when I was in school. The
Great War was being fought in Europe. But as
a child, I never thought of war. I never even
thought of death. But... That soon changed when
I heard the story. A story about something buried
under the school. Ladies and gentlemen, step
right up. You may think you've seen the unusual.
You may think you've seen the bizarre. But I've
traveled to the five corners of the world, and
let me tell you, I've never seen anything like
this. When I met this woman, I was in Greece.
And she changed my life. I had to bring her here
to show you. No, to let you hear her words of
mystery. Step right up. Step right up. Let the
lady of mystery tell you your future. You there.
Little girl. Do you want to know your future?
Me? Why me, mister? I just have this feeling
that your future is interesting. Maybe you'll
learn about your love. Kids in the future. Maybe
where you're going to live after you get married.
What say you? I don't know. Maybe I should ask
my mom first. For just one penny, it could change
your life. You could know something that will
forever change your outlook on everything. This
could change your entire life's course. All for
just one penny. Just one penny? Just one shiny
penny. Okay, here you go. Just come into this
tent and sit down, and Madame Destiny will be
right with you. Your friends will have to stay
outside the tent, for the future is only yours
and not theirs. You understand, don't you? You
seem like just the smartest little girl. Alright,
girls, I'll meet you over at the elephant's when
I'm done. Okay, I'm ready. Just sit down and
she'll be right with you. Come one, come all,
let Madame Destiny tell you your future! For
just the price of one penny, let her tell you
the secrets of the future! Why are you here,
little girl? To know my future. And why do you
wish to know the future? I don't know. Well,
the future only belongs to those that can hear
it coming. So tell me, do you hear it coming?
How do I hear the future? Ah, little girl, you've
got to know when it is time to turn the page.
If you don't hear it... You will be stuck in
the same page, the same past, because time waits
for no one. Now, do you move with the time? Or
does time pass you? I definitely want to move
with the time. The future that you have tomorrow
will not be the same you had yesterday, as the
future starts today. Now, what is it that you
would like to know? I don't know. What do people
normally ask about their future? Oh, they ask
about money. They ask about love. They ask about
themselves. But I do not think that's out of
interest to you right now, yes? So, what does
a little girl want to know about? I want to know
what I will be when I grow up. Oh, child. I do
not know if the answer is one that you are seeking.
Well, what answer am I seeking? Your future will
be long. It will be filled with lots of laughter
and tears. You will become old, and you will
meet a man on a train and fall in love. A man
that will give you a life that you could never
imagine. He will bless you with many a child,
but long after he is gone, he will meet another
man on a large automobile. Now this man will
frighten you, because you will know who he is.
He will be scared, but he is not after you. He
is just a passenger going on to someone else.
But... You know that one day, you will meet again.
And the second time, he will be coming for you.
Oh, so I'll be a mother when I grow up. Oh, a
mother, a grandmother, a woman filled with love
and desire. But also a woman who knows death
and is afraid of it. Okay. What else can you
tell me? That is all I can tell you right now,
child. I have more money. I want to know more.
Money can't change anything. You need to live
more for me to know more. You are still a young
child. There is still so much more life that
you need to live. Before anything I've told you
here today will be clear. Now, I must take my
leave of you. Okay. Thank you, Madam Destiny.
Remember, child. Your past is only your shadow.
It will never catch up to you. Not so long as
you keep moving towards your future. I hope one
day I will understand more about what you told
me. Madam Destiny? Come, my little girl. She
has told you the future. Now is the time to live
it! You know, you're right. I should go find
my friends now. Hey, little girl. Did you just
come from Man of Destiny? Yes, I did. I spoke
to her once. Oh, really? How did it go? She told
me my aunt was going to die. Whoa, that must
have been scary. Oh, it was. Were you scared?
I was so scared that I told my parents. They
told me she was just joking. The next day, my
aunt was dead, just like Madame Destiny said.
Oh, no. That's terrible. Three weeks later, I
went back to her. And she told me my father was
going to die. Oh, well, what did you do then?
I didn't know what to do. But I finally told
my father. And was he scared? He told me not
to worry. But I could see that he was rattled.
He left early for work and was gone a long time.
When he came back, he told my mother that he
had the worst day of his life. He kept waiting
for the end. And she said that her day was terrible
as well. The milkman dropped dead on the porch
that morning. I'm confused. What happened to
your father? You don't get it, do you? Maybe
you will in a couple of years. Will you look
at that? We have walked all the way to the elephants.
Do you want to pull over? Oh, yes, I do. Thank
you. I hope your father is doing okay. Enjoy
the circus while you can, kid. I found my friends
and we watched the elephants until we were bored.
Then we all went home. Later on, we found out
that all the elephants had had a heart attack
and the circus was leaving town. But instead
of finding a way to move the elephants, they
dug a hole and buried them in it and left in
the middle of the night. A couple of months later,
they built the new school on the old circus grounds.
So you see, I went to school where the elephants
and my past were buried together. That wasn't
a very good story, Grandma. I'm sorry that you
feel that way. I thought it was quite a good
story. I'm sorry, ma 'am, but I must agree with
the child. That story just wasn't that good.
Do you mind if I take a go at telling some stories?
I know a few from the area. I'm well known as
quite a storyteller. Excuse me, sir, but I don't
even know who you are. Oh, me? I'm just a being
on this planet, just like you are. You? You are
nothing like me. Well, that might be true, but
I still know a thing or two about this area.
You see, I'm just a lonely janitor sent from
place to place to clean up other people's messes.
A janitor that travels? I've never heard of such
a thing. That's because I'm the only one that
does. You see, I'm very good at my job. Let him
tell a story, Grandma. I will. I just don't like
talking to strangers. Oh, I'm no stranger, Alice.
You know exactly who I am. You're just afraid
to admit it. You? You're right. I am afraid.
Oh, come now. There's no reason to be afraid.
I'm not here for you or anyone else on this bus.
I'm just going to another job. Do you really
know him, Grandma? Yes, dear. We all know him.
Or at least we will one day. Well then, I want
to know his story. I don't know if I want to
hear it. First though, I want to tell you a little
about North Dakota, the landlocked state that
borders another country. People have been living
in North Dakota since the 11th century, right
along the banks of the Missouri River. With people
living here for such a long time, you know that
there are many stories to tell. This one takes
place shortly after your grandmother's story,
in a small town of Walhalla. So, shall I begin?
You can stop me at any time if you choose. It
doesn't change the story, though. The fact is,
it still happened. Or, at least we believe it
did. Quite an interesting abode. Who goes there?
Good evening, Mrs. Storey. Your door was practically
open, so I helped myself in. Who are you? What
are you doing here? Quite an interesting home
you have here, Mrs. Story. I'm sure you don't
get much sleep with the train passing throughout
this hour. It must be awfully inconvenient for
you. Answer my question. What are you doing here?
You really do not remember me? You and I met
a year ago, after all. We made an arrangement.
Oh, yes. Yes, I remember now. You're that peddler.
You gave me your tools. Indeed I did. Or rather,
I lent you my wares temporarily. We made a bargain.
I don't suppose you remember the other part of
our bargain, do you now, Mrs. Story? Oh, listen
here, you. You have no right to barge into someone's
home in the middle of the night. Like I said,
Mrs. Story, your door was open, and I noticed
your lock has been broken. Maybe I could lend
you more of my tools for you to have the door
mended, if, that is, you see fit to fulfill your
end of the bargain. My end of what bargain again?
You know perfectly well what your end was. It
was concerning your daughter - Mother? I heard
some loud talking down here. Everything is all
right, Anna. Please go back upstairs. What's
going on? Hello, Anna. I've been looking forward
to meeting you for a long time. Mother, who is
this? It doesn't matter. Just a foreign gentleman
I met some time ago. Mr., uh... I've forgotten
your name. Mr. Samuel Khalil. Like I said, I've
wanted to meet you for a long time, Anna. I apologize
for the late hour, but I came to see you and
your mother about our bargain. I don't understand.
Mother, what is he talking about? Don't listen
to him, my girl. He doesn't mean anything by
it. Now, go back upstairs while I see this man
out. Doesn't mean anything, Mrs. Story. You and
I had an agreement. Anna, I met your mother a
year ago to discuss the proposition of you and
I entering into marriage. What? Marriage? That
was a year ago, Mr. Khalil. Many things can change
in a year. Not for me. Not my feelings for your
daughter, nor my desire to marry her. Mother,
what is going on? Nothing, dearest. This has
all been just a misunderstanding. This gentleman
does not know his limits. Now, please go back
up. My limits? What are you talking about? You
and I had a bargain, madam. and that you keep
my wares and tools for the past year in exchange
for you letting me have your daughter's hand
in marriage. But I've never even met you. Yes,
but your mother and I came to an understanding.
How dare you? You come into our home in the middle
of the night, unannounced and uninvited, to try
to take my daughter away from this house? But
you agreed. Oh, please. I agree to no such terms.
But you did. How can you go back on your word?
I never agree to these things. The very idea
that I would let you take my daughter away? I
would die first before letting her go away with
some filthy, disgusting foreigner like you. How
dare, dare you say this to me? Think you can
come in here in your disgusting clothes and foreign
manners and impose whatever you like on me and
in my home? Well, I deny you, mister. If you
thought I was going to seriously entertain it,
then you must be even crazier and stupider than
I thought before. Anna, I've wanted you from
the very moment I saw you. Please come away with
me. I love you. No, sir, I won't. I don't even
know you. You're scaring me. You are not to say
another word to my girl. You are not to lay a
finger on her. And she told you no. Get out of
my home and never come back. But we had a deal.
I want my wares back. Your wares? You truly have
the nerve, you heathen idiot. The moment you
gave them to me, they became mine. Do you know
how hard it is to come by tools such as these?
They are mine, not yours. And you can't have
my daughter. Now get out. Edna, please. I'm begging
you. I said get out! Why are you still there
like a confused donkey, you idiot? I said get
out! He has a gun! Stay back. I'm warning you.
You insufferable, dishonest bitch. I said stay
back! If I can't have your daughter, And I'm
taking her. Mother! Stop! Oh, get off of me!
Get me off! Don't you touch her! Shut up, you
bitch! Get off of me! Don't you touch her! Stop
moving, please. This led to me. Anna! Anna! Oh,
no! Oh, you bastard! Bastard! You killed my little
girl! God help me. Please, take me away. in some
of the blanks. This peddler named Samuel Khalil
just saw this young girl Anna, and he wanted
her badly. Very badly. He made a deal with her
mother that if he lent her some of his wares
from his peddler cart, she'd agree to speak to
him again in a year about marrying her young
daughter. So, a year went by, and well, you just
heard what happened. This peddler shoots the
daughter dead and shoots the mother right in
the face, breaking her jaw. Somehow, though,
she survived. All this commotion also woke up
other members of the family living in that tiny
house, Anna's two younger brothers or something.
They ran out of the house to get some help, and
Khalil tried to kill himself with his own gun
and even his own knife, but it didn't work. This
guy sure can't catch a break, huh? The police
arrived and arrested Khalil, who didn't even
put up a fight. He was sentenced to life imprisonment
in Bismarck, although he got out ten years later.
Some life sentence there, huh? Well, anyway,
like I said, the mother survived her wound, but
poor Anna did not. Apparently, locals of the
Walhalla claim to see the spirit of young Anna.
sighting her mostly around the area called Eddie's
Bridge. The rumor is if you should drive on White
Lady Lane, you might see Hannah's ghost wearing
the nightgown she wore when she was shot, wandering
and pacing up and down the road forever. I suppose
the moral of the story is, uh... Huh. No, no.
Don't cross paths with vengeful peddlers or you'll
get, uh... Shot? Well, anyway, that's the story.
What did you think? I don't know if I believe
that was a good story to tell a child. A person's
age doesn't change anything with the story. Just
their understanding of the story. I like the
story, Grandma. Do you know any others, sir?
I know plenty. Let me think. Okay. Let's see
if your grandma likes this story any better.
For this tale, we'll travel to Lake Missouri,
where we will meet some people trying to do something,
something unforeseen. That's it. Keep going.
Pull harder. I am. Oh, Lord. He is a big devil,
isn't he? You could say that. We need it further
in. I can't close the airlock yet. Where? I can't
see a thing, lady. Just pull. Is that far enough
for you, woman? Actually, yes. Then please, lower
the cage, Yellow. These suits are disgusting.
They're not buying new ones anytime soon. That's
for sure. Maybe if we get this all right this
time, we'll be able to. What? What are you implying,
Orange? You're the lead in the lab, yet we've
sadly had to enumerate. Uh, no. Well, as long
as you're aware of it. Hey, can we get this done?
I'm soaked. Smell. Right. Let's get this moving.
Great. I'm gonna get this off. No. No, no, no,
no. Wait, wait. We need to lower the screens.
Now we're clear. So are we still under the lake?
Yes. They've put us quickly right under the Missouri
River. The only caveat is that it could fall
apart at any second. Ah. So, what now? The danger
now comes, Mr. White. Everyone else is far too
valuable. Stacking papers and smoking cigars.
Now, that's not going to help. Insufferable,
pretentious charlatans. Ugh, and that Mrs. Blue.
Hey, am I missing something? Right. You're on
scanning duty. The most simple job we can give
a newcomer. Such as yourself. You just point
the device at the target area, press this button,
and there she goes. Ah, see? 30 -something male,
A blood type, etc, etc. That's my area, and I
care very little. We need to take a closer look
at its makeup. Since it was capable of breaching
our highest security containment, it is rather
important. Ugh. Don't worry, you'll always have
us right outside. Yes, but you'll need this too.
Otherwise, we won't be able to hear each other.
A prototype of mine. A handheld radio. Here,
you hold the center down. And the sound travels
through. That one's for you if you need any help.
Most newcomers usually will. Also, catch. There's
a list straight from middle management. Get all
those points and we're done here. You could go
home. Try not to forget it, alright? Vampire
-stained fur? Intolerably grotesque spinal protrusion?
Terror -inducing cycloptic eye? Who wrote this?
The only people who've dared to see it. One of
the Greens. A little cold, but a nice bunch.
Right. So... What in God's name am I dealing
with? A living nightmare. Nothing to worry about.
Huh? The mini -Washitu. You're not familiar?
He loves parading about River Missouri when left
unchecked. Can't have anybody looking at the
devil. Word will spread. Well, more than words.
It's why we need those masks. Well, how am I
supposed to see what I'm scanning for? Use your
hands, my friend. They're simple places to pinpoint.
It won't be safely asleep for much longer. Get
moving. Fine. Do you think he's smart enough
to do it properly? What do you think, Orange?
Well, whatever happens, we'll be fine. I keep
this thing loaded for a reason, you know. You
lost a bullet. Well, I've got more. Shut your
mouth and get on the console. That must have
gone insane. What am I doing? Easy there, freak.
Easy, boy. Fur. Fur. Vampiric. Fur. There you
are, Fluffy. grotesque spinal protrusion. Breathe,
man. Breathe. You all right in there, White?
Damn! Yes. Yes, I'm fine, Orange. Back off. Whatever
you say, pal. Enjoy it. That's definitely a bone.
Ugh! Oh, why is it so slippery? One more. Just
one more. Terror -inducing cycloptic eye. Oh,
Jesus! Oh, that's it. Okay. Almost over. No!
No, no, no, no, no, no! The scanner! Where is
it? Where is it? I can't see a thing. I'm taking
this thing off. Oh, there she is. Back to it.
Oh, my God. What in the world is that? The radio!
No, no, where is it? Orange! Orange, open the
door! What are you banging about? The mini...
what? The thing! It's moving! Hello. How do you
think that happened? I used everything I had
in the lab. This is not my issue. Yeah, sure.
Wait, wait. Look at his eyes. What? These things...
And where is your mask, White? It's in there.
White, how many fingers am I holding up? Um,
eight, three, no, six. Well, great job, Yellow.
He's not going home now, is he? Home? No, not
home. Home bad. My wife, she must hate me. No,
pal. It's all right. You know what? I bet she'll
be happy to see you, eh? Don't come any closer!
Oh. Okay. White, you need to try to relax. A,
B, C, G. No. It's all over. And it's all your
fault! You know as well as I do, Yellow. No coming
back from that. Mm -hmm. And we're not getting
any more funding, are we? No. I'll make the call.
This is Orange. Yes. The lower division one.
I need to speak to Mr. Black. Evening, sir. We've,
uh... lost our weight. Yes, sir. We apologize.
What? I count on the field. You know as well
as I do, yellow's not cut off for that. Okay,
sir. I see. What's that, Orange? Whatever is
next, we are screwed. The tale of the lake creature
has been told for centuries. Legend has it that
although many have seen the creature below the
water, it's only been spotted above the water
by one man, who lost his mind and died shortly
after. The creature is said to have red buffalo
hair and has a single eye and a horn. Oh, and
has a long jagged spine sticking out of his back.
It is said that anyone who comes face to face
with the mini Washitu will go insane and die.
Do all of your stories talk about death? My stories
only talk about what people believe. Do you think
you'd survive after seeing that thing? I know
I would. I'm not scared. I want another story.
These are so good. I think I have time for one
more tale. This story takes place at Devil's
Lake. And you know, with a name like that, this
one could get scary. In fact, I don't know if
I should tell it. Oh, please tell it. I like
scary stories. Like I said. I'm not scared. I
don't know about this story. Oh, please, Grandma.
Just let him tell it. Now, does anyone else die
in this story? It all depends on the story I
tell. It is said that this creep... Oh, what
am I doing? I don't want to give away the story
just yet. You want me to tell it to you? Alice?
Oh, please, Grandma. I guess it can't be any
worse than all the other stories you've already
told. We kicked this off with a bunch of people
pretending to be something that they're not.
A group of people playing a game of sorts in
the woods. Equate protection upon thine followers
who walketh in the footsteps of the gods. I can't
believe we're out here. I have a college degree
in communications. I could have been anything.
But I'm out here in the middle of the woods playing
fantasy. Come on. You like this. Why else would
you be out here in the first place? You live
in a fake cardboard castle leeching money from
your friends. You don't need to live in the real
world. Ethan, I need to focus on my career. Where
is my mace, my good sir? Is this it? My mace
is bent. My mace is bent. Did you do this? No,
I didn't do it. My mama made me this mace. Come
on, man. Let's get out of the woods. I'm cold
and hungry. Um, does someone want to untie me?
Oh, sorry. I forgot you were there. I thought
you were supposed to be dead. I was, but since
you guys got out of character... I thought I
could as well. We could say that your spell brought
him back to life. Oh, are we playing again? Might
as well. Until we get back to the car. Ah! A
mighty dragon approaches! Uh, guys? Ah! Guys?
I'm still tied up here. Well, this is awkward.
Venturing is exactly what thou needest. Now is
not the time to lose thy nerve. I am a brave
and scorned warrior. Thou hast been recruited
to fight in the glorious army of the gods. The
grass is nourished by the blood of heroes! Halt!
What is it? Are you listening? We are close to
the dragon. I can smell the sulfur. Adventures
lie waiting like sleeping dragons. Follow me!
Now, if... You wish to live and slay a dragon.
Perhaps thine reach exceeds thine grasp. Methinkest
that thou shouldest not be muchest of a pussy.
I have a spell of simian protection. I beseech
thee to give him wide birth as he is pained by
a riven heart torn asunder by the cruelty of
an untrue maiden. Where is the amulet? Where
is Sir Duncan? We never untied him. To the ritual
site. I knew it. We were forgetting something.
Make haste to gather our companion. We should
gather some horses to make our journey easier,
faster. They could stay at our castle. What was
that? I canst not tell whether it was man or
beast, but I can surely tell you that was not
Sir Duncan. How can you be so sureth, Sir Ethan?
Evermore we must departeth from here at once.
What we need, what we need to do is avenge the
poor souls taken here this eve. We cannot leave
Sir Duncan. Right you are. To Sir Duncan. Alrighty,
people. Fort Abraham Lincoln. Come along, Lana.
It's time to go. But Grandma, I want to know
the rest of the story. I'm sorry, but we need
to get off of the bus. Uh, can I just, uh, quickly
tell the rest of the story before you go? There's
not much left, and it's a good ending, trust
me. Please, Grandma. Please. All right, finish
the story, sir. Well, to sum it up quickly, the
Devil's Lake Serpent story has been told since
1894. But it was not told first in North Dakota,
but in an article in the New York Sun. All description
of the serpent... is that it has the mouth of
an alligator and it has red glowing eyes. Well,
it's said that it's a slow -moving beast of 80
feet in length, but terrifying. If you want to
know more about it, you'll just have to go and
read about it. I need to get to work, so, uh,
hey, I'll have to let you go, little girl. Aw.
All right, mister. Ma 'am, I'll be seeing you
shortly. How will I go? That's not for me to
know. I just know when I'll see you again. But
don't you worry. It's not today, nor tomorrow.
Bye, mister. It was nice to hear your stories.
Soon, little girl. You will have your own stories
to tell. I bid you farewell. For now. feel the
pressure start to push up underneath my skin
haters gonna hate but this is just the way i
am try to come against me all you gotta say is
win better not forget you're standing in the
is dead time than the present better get ready
i'ma make your head blow up like confetti knocking
down resistance you don't want to miss this i'ma
pull ahead yeah i'ma go the distance coming at
me like an enemy but i'm the one who got the
victory yeah yeah you better start remembering