Smashsquatch (2025)

[bunniefuu]

[music plays]

Smash, Squatch

You need a ride?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Oh.

Thank you for giving me a ride.

Of course.

Where you headed?

In the office. Head held high.

But if I say every night at

Seattle.

Meeting some friends.

That's a ways to go on foot.

Is that how you usually travel?

I mostly get rides.

But you do what you can.

It's your lucky day,

I don't usually come this way.

Don't you get a little scared about these

things that have been going on around here?

[uncomfortable silence]

I like to think I'm pretty prepared.

That's good, that's good.

It's better to be safe

than sorry.

[Ominus Music Plays]

[Ominus Music Plays]

No. No. No.

[music]

SmashSquatch

Welcome to another

episode of Unsolved Shadows,

where we peel back

the layers of the most chilling

and unsolved mysteries across the country.

I'm your host, Gabrielle Rose.

And here was always with me, Manny Adias.

Welcome, everyone.

Today we're diving into a story

that blurs

the lines between myth and m*rder

and the small town of Rainbow Lake,

Montana.

Nestled in the shadows

of sprawling forests and forgotten trails.

This town holds

not just one, but two claims to fame

that have haunted its history

since the late 1970s.

It was here, in 1979,

that the world was captivated

by the rainiest

yet most compelling footage ever captured

of what many swear was the Sasquatch

lurking between the dense

pines of Rainbow Forest.

This eight millimeter film didn't

just attract crypt-zoologists

or thrill seekers.

It cast a shadow over the town,

creating a prelude

to a series of disappearances

that continue to baffle people

To this day.

Hold up the Sasquatch footage.

Come on. It's the 70s.

Everything was blurry back

then, wasn't it?

Special effects

were just starting to catch up.

True.

Home recording technology was primitive,

but that's exactly why many believe

the footage is genuine.

No special effects from that era

could replicate what was captured,

especially not in a small town where

there was no film industry to speak of.

Easy way to

hide a guy in costume,

but I digress.

But the supernatural isn't the only legend

rooted in this town's soil.

Around the same time, Rainbow Lake

was put on the map by a local hero,

a baseball legend

whose swing was just as powerful

as the story, as tragic.

James Jim Dalton

known to his fans as

The Great Slugger

from the Cincinnati Reds,

he soared in the late 70s

and he seemed to have it all fame,

a loving family, a promising future.

But the Reds had its share of troubles

in the 70s

and 80s.

The Pete Rose gambling scandal among them.

Indeed.

And like the ball club

at the time, behind every closed doors.

Prying away from the eyes of the media,

The Daltons had a different kind of story

that played out,

one that ended in a night of horror.

According to local police

reports, the night of June 14th, 1982,

the police were called

into the Dalton residence

and what they found was straight

out of a horror film.

Jim Dalton was found deceased

not far from his home

and his head was smashed in

and his wife, Eleanor Dalton, was found

bludgeoned to death,

and their son Michael, who was only ten at

the time, was nowhere to be found.

But this was

overshadowed by rumors

that Jim was an alcoholic,

and that some may have heard screaming

from his home at his family,

and no police reports were ever filed,

not even a single noise complaint.

Well, give us the tea.

This is where it gets strange and goes

cold.

There were two stories

that were populated.

First, that the Daltons were k*lled

by the Sasquatch and it took the child.

This story has been told time

and time again,

from local legend to downright folklore.

Morbid, but I bet that drumed up tourism.

But then there is a story

that gets meddled in some areas,

but well collaborate and others.

The story goes that in a drunken rage,

Jim snapped and Eleanor tried to leave.

It is said that he k*lled his son

and the wife discovered it,

but tragically

was unable to tell the story.

Blunt force trauma

tends to have

that type of side effect.

But this is where it gets blurry.

Jim Dalton was found bludgeoned to death

outside his front door,

and there was a stone in buried

in the ground nearby, but no way to tell

if it was the cause of death or something

else.

Curiouser and curiouser.

The boy, Michael was never found

and is still on the missing persons

registry to this day.

Some say that he may have committed

the homicide and ran into the woods,

melding his fate with the town's dark

folklore.

Others argue

he fell victim to his father's rage.

Either way, the boy was never found,

and this Great Slugger sounds more

like a horror show than a hometown hero.

You're telling me that this guy went

from swinging bats

to swinging on his family,

and this kid swung back and

that's quite a leap

and even more so,

a kid disappearing

and becoming a Sasquatch victim?

That sounds like a plot

coming out of a bad movie.

It does stretch the imagination,

but trauma can make a child run.

And in those woods,

fear and folklore collide,

making anything seem possible.

Besides, many in town believe

the boy was driven away

by more than just fear.

It's a tragic transition.

No doubt, the pressures

of living up to a heroic image

can crack even the strongest foundation.

And when those cracks are private,

it is utterly devastating.

In the years that followed,

the disappearances continued.

Hikers, tourists,

even locals disappeared without a trace.

Each missing persons report

we've reviewed, there were just a plethora

of shadows across the town,

haunting reminders of unresolved grief.

All these disappearances, though

you can't just chalk it

all up to a mythical beast.

There's got to be something more tangible,

more human behind all of it.

That's

exactly what keeps this mystery alive

the blend of tangible tragedy

and intangible legends.

And as we peel away the layers,

perhaps the truth isn't

just about what happened,

but also about what continues

to haunt this town.

Well, I'll stick to the facts,

and I'll let the folklore stick to the

story books.

You look for the shadows,

I'll look for the light switch.

Fair enough.

But sometimes the shadows are

where the truth likes to hide.

So let's dive

deeper and see what else we can uncover.

From this town's dark past.

But you know what really gets me?

What if.

Just what if.

The whole town is in on it.

Imagine a massive cover up in order

to protect one of their own,

to keep the tourists from flocking in order

to get a glimpse of the Sasquatch.

The idea that a community

collectively harbor a dark secret

just to preserve their economic

lifeline isn't unheard of

in the annals of true crime.

But think about the logistics, the sheer

number of people who have to keep quiet.

It's almost as mythical

as the Sasquatch itself.

True, the larger

the conspiracy, the harder

it is to maintain.

And yet small towns have their ways

tightly knit communities

with deep rooted loyalties.

And sometimes those loyalties

are bound by shared secrets.

So we're picturing a town where

a local diner owner and a sheriff

might just nod and wink

as we pass by, the real story,

that's movie material right there!

Exactly.

And every good story needs its villains.

Or in this case,

a villain hidden in plain sight,

protected by the very people

who should be exposing him.

Spooky stuff.

It makes you wonder what else is buried

on those charming small town smiles.

And that's why we dig.

Why we question and peel back the layers.

Because underneath those smiles,

there might just be a story

waiting to be told.

One that could change everything

we think we know about Rainbow Lake.

Hello.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm. I'm up, I promise.

I'm getting ready to leave.

Oh, Hey, I'll

I'll I'll call you back here soon.

The line seems to be cutting out.

I love you. Bye.

Oh. f*ck.

Please, start.

While, many places have dark histories.

It's often the choices made

in those places that sealed one's fate.

Take Crystal Lake for the backwoods

of South Texas, for example.

Yeah.

Triple souls with poor judgment

or substance issues often

find themselves in these remote areas.

It's almost like a magnet for disaster.

Can I get a caramel latte

extra large, extra ice

make it with some caramel, extra drizzle

and some chocolate powder on top, please?

So, do we feel like

Annie's going to be on time?

Oh, girl, I know.

Hey, girl.

I've been texting my sister,

and she hasn't been answering

or reading my messages.

And so I'm just hoping

that she's in an area

with no cell reception.

Yeah.

You know your sister,

she's an adventurous one.

She always turns up

where she's supposed to be on time.

I know,

but she disappears for months at a time.

And I love her.

But she just turns up

back in my life, suddenly,

and it's just getting ridiculous.

She'll be fine, Ruby.

She's probably

just don't want another adventure.

You know how she is.

True.

Where are you?

Come on.

Oh, sh*t.

That's Annie.

Sorry, that cat videos were too strong.

You and your cats...

Okay, so where's coffee?

We are on our way to get it.

But coffee's...

there... are serious?

Yeah.

Yeah.

It's on the way.

But it's like 20 minutes

out of the way.

Kind of on the way.

You are chaos.

All right, let's get ready to go.

All right.

Did you hear about the girl

going missing on Rainbow Mountain?

Yes, honey.

I've seen the news, too.

We're going to be gone for a couple days.

It's going to be just fine.

Are you sure you want

to take Annie's car?

You know I can lend you mine.

It's more reliable.

I'm sorry I dropped you.

No, no, no, it's fine.

Annie put a lot of effort

into this weekend,

and I'm going to put it in her faith

to get us there.

It's going to be fine, honey.

Are you sure?

Oh, honey. They're here.

I got to go.

I love you,

and I'll see you in a couple days, okay?

I love you.

Bye, honey.

We come bearing coffee!

And I need road snacks.

Oh you two redefine

the meaning of a quick stop.

I brought coffee, didn't I?

You did.

Yeah.

Look I found something to eat.

And it's actually partially healthy

for once.

Healthy? Healthy?

Where's my Ruby at?

I'm full of surprises.

Let's get going, then.

Let's load up the car.

Yes.

Yeah.

It's all planned out.

It's going to be a blast.

Yes.

Just don't get us lost.

Yeah. I'm trusting you.

Please don't get us lost.

Exactly.

It's rumored

that many who vanished in Rainbow

Forest were battling their own demons.

Substance abuse.

Whether common use or addiction,

can impair judgment.

And when judgment is impaired,

survival becomes a lot more challenging.

Some say that the

Gas-Squatch Station

is more than just a rundown pit stop.

Theories abound about its involvement

in the strange disappearances around

Rainbow Lake.

Yeah, it's like every horror movie

cliche rolled into one.

Creepy locals, ominous warnings, and a gas

station straight out of a nightmare.

Well, here we are,

Gas-Squatch.

It looks charming.

Charming?

It's more like a horror movie.

Let's just get gas

and get the f*ck out of here.

I think we're pretty close to the cabin.

Oh.

Are you guys lost?

I think we're okay.

We just rented out a cabin.

Just make sure

we have the directions on course.

Where exactly are you guys headed?

It's just a cabin up here

rented by a guy who runs an advocacy group.

You know that's deep in

Squatch country, right?

People go missing, bodies get mauled up;

It's dangerous stuff.

We're a tough

crowd. I think we'll be fine.

Yeah.

We've got it covered.

Thank you, though.

I'd be careful out there.

I don't want you guys be the story

people are talking about out here.

Thanks.

Howdy.

Ya'll heading up to the cabins?

Yeah, we're just, stopping by

to get some directions.

Just make sure to stick to main roads

a little crazy up there.

Really easy to get lost.

Well, thank you, officer.

We'll keep that in mind.

Do that.

Y'all know there's

no cell reception out there, right?

We go missing all the time.

It's creepy as hell.

You guys aren't worried?

No, no, we've got protection. We're safe.

What kind of protection?

I mean, I've got a 9mm.

Nice g*n.

What kind of ammunition you bringing?

I run hollow points.

Especially in the woods.

That'll stop most anything.

Because, things are crazy up the woods.

Some folks... got a strange way

of getting thier kicks.

So, ya'll keep that thing loaded

on you.

And, uh, stay safe!

True.

But it makes you wonder

how much of the legend is just a story.

And how much is real.

Could this place be part of a larger

conspiracy?

Well,

if you ask me, it's the perfect setup.

Isolated, creepy,

with just enough history to make

you think twice.

So, Annie,

tell us more about this weekend getaway.

I've heard about it through the YMCA

program that I've been volunteering for.

It's for women.

She's been through,

like domestic violence situations.

It just provides me with, like,

a spot to relax, reset a little respite.

But I like that. That that's really sweet.

It's really nice of them.

They also provide,

like, job opportunities, medical care,

vocational rehab

the works.

Free things are never good

and good things are never free.

Well, they did offer me a chance

to check out the facilities,

and I thought it would be a

nice vacation for us all.

And I heard the accommodations

aren't that great,

but it was free, so a little vacation.

Yeah.

I'm interested to see

what the facilities are like.

That's really sweet, Annie.

Where's our nephew this weekend?

He's with the baby daddy.

He offered to watch me for the weekend

so we could have some fun.

That's really sweet.

I'm glad he's accommodating your time

a little better these days.

It has been really nice having him

so close, helping out more.

He's been a good dad.

Just because we didn't make

it doesn't mean our kid has to suffer.

But, you know,

he moved, like, only a block away

so he could see who comes in the house.

Stop, stop.

I don't think he did that to spy on her.

Yeah, no, that's not the reason why.

He just wants to be near our child,

to take care of him.

Yeah,

well, I am done with this fantastic talk.

Let's get this vacation rolling.

Who's in?

Oh, I certainly am.

Oh, I am definitely in.

Pass it here.

Hell yeah, pass it here.

Eww... Give me a sec.

Hey, honey.

I'll be gone for the weekend.

I'll get in touch you in a couple days,

okay?

Give me, give me, give me.

That's an odd reaction to Kevin.

That's because it wasn't Kevin.

It was a client.

Oh, scandal.

Listen, Kevin knows, it's actually

how we paid for our trip last summer.

Oh, I want a sugar daddy.

Oh, listen, it's not touchy touchy.

It's mostly videos, and then I just die

a little bit on the inside

because it's gross dudes.

That's fair.

Listen,

you got to do what you gotta do. The.

Oh, f*ck. It's a cop.

Oh, put it down

and put it down. Put it down.

Oh. Oh, well, that was necessary.

Oh, wait. No, it wasn't.

Well, let's just,

get back to our tradition here. Yes.

Oh, we should get a trophy

for this.

Listen, we've got a felony with rolling

probable cause.

Yeah.

We are like a mobile crime scene.

All right.

And so the legend of the Rainbow

Lake Sasquatch continues

to haunt the small town.

Many believe that the child,

after witnessing

such horror, use the very bat

his father had used to protect himself

and then vanished into the forest.

Or maybe it wasn't the Sasquatch at all.

Perhaps there was another k*ller

lurking into the woods that night.

We took the child and finish

what the father started.

There are certainly enough theories

to keep everyone guessing.

The mystery remains unsolved,

and the woods are Rainbow Lake.

We're still shrouded in fear

and speculation.

[Distant ROAR]

Character isn't the word I use.

I hope the inside's better.

Come on, you guys.

It's all part of the adventure.

[distant ROAR]

What was that?

Probably just a bear or something?

Yeah.

Let's get our bags inside. It'll be fine.

Yeah, yeah.

Close the door.

Yeah, please.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

It's quaint.

It's like camping, but better.

Come on. It's all part of the experience.

Yeah, this is a joke, right?

Listen, we'll make it work.

We've roughed it before.

Exactly. Let's get settled

in. It'll be fun.

Oh, oh.

Well, I have something

that can make this weekend

a little bit more interesting.

Oh. Oh, yeah.

You seriously brought wine.

Girls gotta be prepared.

Plastic cups. Really?

You have to save the turtles

throwing right?

You always know how

to keep things interesting.

What?

Closer.

Thanks.

What?

A girl's thirsty.

To survive the weekend.

To surviving

the weekend.

Cheers.

Yeah.

Now the vacation can start.

You know?

You know how to make things better.

Oh, I aim to.

Please, darling.

Well, hopefully

this weekend goes a little bit smoother.

Amen to that.

All right, guys, let's go see if there's

anything to forage or look at around here.

The kitchen's that way.

Oh. Oh.

Oh! I. Oh!

I'm so tired.

Ditto.

Oh, so we got the wine.

What about food... Annie?

Do you know where the food is?

It's in my bag.

Like, where is it?

Is it just, like,

under all the dicks and stuff?

Oh, my. I hope these are washed.

Gross.

I can't believe I

grabbed the wrong bag.

I'm just not really sure how to prepare

BBD for dinner.

Yeah.

Oh, I have some ideas.

Girl, you came preapred

I like that.

Oh, listen.

Okay, we need to get serious

and, like, go get some food.

The cabinets are empty.

We don't have anything,

Really? I'm so, so sorry.

I could go back to that crusty gas

station and get supplies if you want.

Honestly, no, honey.

You did so much planning this weekend,

I'll just go.

At least take the g*n.

I mean, are you sure?

Oh, I got this.

Remember, I am sassier than the bear.

Okay, here.

I did have some ssandwiches

and some snacks and stuff,

so you guys should be good

a little bit, and I'll just be right back.

Be safe.

Thank you.

I'll be safe.

You guys know me

also, I have the g*n.

Beautiful.

You guys be safe.

You too, have fun.

What the f*ck are you doing here?

Who are you?

I'm so sorry.

I don't mean to startle you.

You okay?

Yeah.

We're fine, thank you.

There's a trail about 20 yards from here.

I'm parked up the road,

so I diddn't block the driveway, I just

wanted to make sure everything is going ok.

Thank you. We're fine.

Okay.

Well, stay safe.

Was that just nice, or was that creepy?

It was definitely a little crusty.

I think we should get back to it, guys.

Yeah, yeah. Everything's okay.

Yep.

At least we know where the goat trail is

now, I guess.

Yeah. Right.

Let's do this.

Let's do this.

All right,

I'll see you guys here in a little bit.

Yeah.

I mean. Let's get on with this.

Forget about this creep.

Exactly.

Let's get on with the weekend.

You guys know where the bathroom is?

Yeah.

I think there's an out house

outback.

Welcome to rustic living.

Sorry, honey.

Oh. No.

Oh. That gas station hot

dog was a bad idea. Oh.

I think I'm going to be the

outhouse's first victim.

Oh, don't fall in.

Oof.

Don't fall in.

I think we should probably

wait on the porch

in case she needs a rescue'n.

Fair. I hope she

survives the experience.

Yeah.

Funs...

funs a good way to put it.

I still can't believe we have

to use an outhouse

this weekend keeps

getting better and better.

I mean, honey, if you just open the door,

you have a beautiful view at least.

How do you flush this thing?

I can't find it.

Honey, it's an outhouse

It just drops down the hole.

Girl,

I thought you waxed!

I have been in a relationship

for a while now.

With that box of toys?

Sweetie, D cells don't count

as a relationship.

Kumbaya...

Kumbay...

Kumbaya...

Kumbaya...

Kumbaya...

Kumba...

Kumbaya...

Kumbaya,

Kumba...

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Yeah.

Here you go.

Just.

It's okay.

I have tons of hand sanitizer.

Okay,

we do have to figure out

what we're going to eat tonight.

Do you guys think you can hold it down

until I get back?

Well, sure.

Yeah. Do you guys want the g*n?

So, are you sure you don't want

me to go instead?

No, no, honey, I got this.

What about this?

No.

I'm so drunk, and I don't know

if anybody tries anything

I'm going to whoop dey a*s.

Between that and the

f*ck' bag of dicks

We got this!

All right, all right, be safe.

Stay out of trouble.

Peace!

Yeah, have fun!

You know, I always wondered where

the horror trope of I'll be right back

came from.

Did someone actually say that

before wandering off into these woods

or never returning.

All right, well, it looks like

there's only one butt in the couch,

so who's going to bunk up with who?

I've got my sleeping bag in my car.

So when Beth gets back, I would take

the floor and you guys can figure out

the bed situation.

And I am fairly certain

my girlfriend would be happy.

Fair, fair enough.

All right.

I'm gonna take the couch

because the couch is my friend.

I need to go use the bathroom.

Wipes?

Yeah, girl.

Once you use these, you never go back.

You know the outhouse has toilet paper,

right?

Oh, no, I'm not using that house, sweetie.

I am going to go into the woods

because you just used it.

And I can only imagine

that it smells wonderful.

That's a word.

Exactly.

We're in the middle of the woods.

There's nothing around for miles.

I'm going to go find a quiet spot.

Be safe.

Oh, I will, remember?

Good.

I will be right back.

Many victims are those

who have wandered off alone,

leaving themselves

vulnerable to unseen dangers.

Here, you really have to wonder what's

going through someone's mind

when they think

I will just be fine by myself.

Because you never know what's out there.

When someone goes missing in the woods,

the safest course of action

is to hold a base camp and wait.

Searching during daylight hours

increases visibility

and reduces the risk of getting lost.

And that's the last thing

you should ever do is split up.

That's just asking for trouble.

Annie?

Annie!

You mess with the wrong people.

What is this?

f*cking

Planet of the Apes?

What the f*ck?

Do you think I'm scared?

I know everything from taekwondo

to f*ck you up.

This is your last chance,

or you're getting perforated.

Last chance or

I perforate you.

Serious last chance.

[toy g*n sound]

Annie!

What are you doing out here, man?

Oh, just messing with them

and having some fun.

Oh, man. How's it going?

Oh, not too bad.

Not too bad at all.

Well, you get out there

you have some fun tonight.

You know I will.

Don't make me come

up there and play referee!

You're too much.

Have a great one!

You too, buddy!

Welcome to the Twilight Takeover

Podcast for all you Ratties out there.

Yeah. That's right.

We've embraced the name.

Today we're diving deep

into the ultimate question.

The only question

that matters

in this universe:

Team Edward or Team Jacob?

That's right.

We're eclipising dawns.

We're breaking moons.

Or new moons.

Whatever the movie names are.

Honestly sometimes

I can't keep track.

Who needs proper titles

We've got vampires

and werewolves to talk about, am I right?

First, let's talk about Edward Cullen.

He's got sparkle. He's got intensity.

I mean, this guy waited over

a hundred years for Bella.

He's all about the long game.

The real appeal is the mystery, right?

He's dangerous.

But there's something irresistible about

forbidden love.

Plus

The guy's got it all.

At the ready: Classic responsible vampire.

But is he a little too controling?

That's the flip side of Edward.

He's got the whole I'm protecting you,

by stalking you thing.

Creepy or romantic?

You decide.

And then we've got Jacob Black.

Totally different energy.

Jacob's the boy next door...

Sheriff.

Car 5-4.

Car 5-4.

Go ahead.

What's the status on those out of towners?

Roger.

Just giving them a good rough

and tumble over.

10-4, make sure it doesn't

get out of hand.

We don't need any further complications.

Ten four.

Heard no survivors.

Ruby.

Ruby.

Come on.

Ruby, where are you?

Maybe she met a squirrel or something.

Some berries or some sh*t?

I don't know.

It's getting dark.

God damn it!

Ruby, where are you?

Please, hon, it's getting dark.

We should probably split up.

It'll make for covering ground

a little easier.

Okay.

I'll go um, this way.

Yeah, sure.

Let me get my phone.

Holler.

Holler if you need anything.

Okay, I will.

Beth!

What's.

What's wrong? What's wrong?

Ruby.

What's a ruby?

Ruby?

What?

She...

We need to go get help.

Let's go.

There.

Okay. It's right there.

I don't.

[distant ROAR]

Can you help us?

What the f*ck is wrong with you?

Come on!

Come on!

Why now?

Why won't you start?

Oh...

Beth,

What are we going to do?

The car won't start.

Where's your g*n?

The cabin?

We can't do this.

We can't do this. We have to make a stand.

You stay here.

You go back to my nephew.

Are you f*cking crazy?

I got this.

I'm not doing this today.

You ruining my friend's

gift of a f*cking weekend

You k*lled the sassiest person

I've ever known.

I'm on my f*cking period,

and I'm not doing this anymore.

Come and f*cking get some.

Take the L!

Oh!

NO!

[aresol noise]

You know, occasionally these stories

do have an interesting ending.

A sole survivor

can sometimes come back and solve

the mysteries that have baffled

investigators and locals alike for years.

But had anybody ever reported

surviving any of this?

I mean, all we hear, all about

the disappearances, the gruesome tales.

But no one ever comes back

to tell their side of the story.

So here?

That's... that's where my friend

was k*lled.

WWas a door closed when you left?

I don't remember.

I left in a hurry,

it could've been.

Wait here.

Sheriff's department.

Wouldn't you know it,

it's unlocked.

Give me a moment.

Not seeing anyone.

I mean, come show me.

I don't know.

You. You sure you see anybody in there?

Look...

we're good.

Please.

He was here.

Umm... not seeing anyone.

Hmm.

Oh, there's someone right there.

Oh my God, that's him.

Hold on, hold on.

We're okay.

Do something!

sh**t him!

Just hold on.

Why aren't you...

Why aren't you doing anything?

What are you waiting for?

[g*nshots]

[g*n clicks]

To this day,

it's not known

if anyone has truly survived

an encounter with the slugger

or the Sasquatch.

The legend of the Dalton family,

their tragic end

and the mysterious figure in the woods

remains an unsolved enigma.

And let's not forget the boy

who supposedly vanished into the forest.

They survive.

Did he grew up to become something

even more terrifying?

Exactly.

It's rumored

that many who vanished in Rainbow

Forest were battling their own demons.

It's a chilling reminder

that some mysteries may never be solved.

And sometimes the truth is more

terrifying than the legend.

Indeed, for now, Rainbow Lake remains

a place of unanswered questions

and haunting tales.

A dark spot on the map

where reality and legend blur

into one.

Now you're fine.

And so if it takes the phone call before.