Dark is a Different Season

So, what happened to summer? One day it’s August whatever, and I blink and it’s the end of September? WTF?

  • To recap: Went to Rifflandia (was awesome!!)
  • Took the Clipper to Seattle (also good- highlights include the Chihuly exhibit, Experience Music Project, Pike Place Market, the Ferris Wheel, skeeball, restaurants, and the haunted walk).
  • Flew to Montreal with the Whitecaps, to watch their best-ever road victory! Also great behind the scenes stuff. AMAZING!

So, tired this week…

But, I have a good idea for a horror screenplay based off a true story I read in the National Post on the weekend in Mtl.

A Sheriff department is testing out new sonar equipment in a nearby lake in Oklahoma and to their surprise, they find not one, but TWO cars in the lake. They pull the cars out, and find out that one car belonged to a young teenage boy who disappeared with two of his friends in 1969 one night while heading to a football game. Their parents never knew what happened to them, and until they died, never stopped believing they would come back.

The second car belonged to three older people (mid-50’s to 60’s) who also mysteriously went missing TEN YEARS earlier. In 1959, the three old friends went missing and were never heard from again. And they were then joined in their watery grave by the three teens, ten years later.

Speculation includes a possible accident or inebriated/inflenced driving- the cars drove into the lakes by missing a turn-off and the passengers were trapped forever. This has been dismissed though, because it’s not like the cars are driving straight from the road into a lake–the would have to enter a parking lot, drive through the lot, and into the boat ramp to end up in the lake.

Foul play? Conspiracy? I think there’s something in that little OKC town, in that lake, that has a hunger for the human spirit…Every ten years, it calls to a driver and lures them into a lake with their passengers, driving as if in a trance. There are always three in the car, never less, never more. And they are never heard from again.

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