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Chapter 1: What is the main topic discussed in this episode?
This episode is brought to you by Obsession. Focus features in Blumhouse invite you to the most shocking and unsettling big screen horror event of the season. Obsession. Everyone wishes for someone to love them, to choose them, to need them. But what happens when you get more than you wished for?
On May 15th, experienced director Curry Barker's nightmarish vision that has critics and audiences absolutely obsessed. It's twisted and sinister, brilliant and insane. You have been warned. Obsession is blood-soaked nightmare fuel, and with a Rotten Tomatoes score of 96% fresh, it's destined to become an instant horror classic. The best horror movie of the year is Obsession.
Be careful who you wish for. Obsession, rated R, under 17, not admitted without parent. Only in theaters May 15th. With special engagements in Dolby. Rotten Tomato rating as of April 24th, 2026. Today's episode is presented by Corporate Retreat. In theaters May 22nd via Western Film Services and Passage Pictures.
Described as a gory mix of the menu and saw, Corporate Retreat centers around a group of young executives whose luxury team-building trip descends into a bloody fight for survival against a vengeful retreat leader played by the inimitable Alan Ruck.
At the center of this horror comedy is an eclectic cast that also includes Odea Rush, Sasha Lane, Ashton Sanders, Zion Moreno, Kirby Johnson, and Rosanna Arquette. Aaron Fisher directs from a script he co-wrote with Carrie Lee Romeo with special makeup effects handled by Candyman and Scream 4 maestro Gary G. Tonecliffe.
You'll laugh, you'll cringe, you'll cover your eyes when Corporate Retreat hits theaters May 22nd. Get tickets now. No.
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Hey, John. How are you doing?
We're doing this, huh?
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Chapter 2: What is the main theme of the 'Dark Woods Demons' story?
I have to take the shot. That is a six-point buck standing there. It's not the trophy that I wanted, but at least I won't go home empty-handed. And after the morning we've had, I think we deserve a little something good. All right, just take the shot so we can go. I still don't feel right about this, Kenny said.
Steadying his rifle across the hood of his truck, Jacob zeroed in on the buck and prepared to fire.
That's when he heard Kenny make a gasping noise and whisper, Oh my God. What is it, man? What's wrong with you? Raise your scope three inches, he said.
Raising the scope, Jacob immediately saw what had been the cause of Kenny's alarm. Standing just outside the tree line at the edge of the field was the creature that they had left behind, not even five minutes before then. Was this thing following them? Was it after the deer? What was it doing?
Jacob watched the creature through his scope for a full 30 seconds before it ever moved, and when it did, it ignored him and the deer and started to lope off toward William's barn, the barn that was just about 500 yards from where the woodland demon had been standing. Jacob called out to Kenny and said, Kenny, call William and tell him there is something trying to get in his barn.
I know he has at least two mares with foals in there, and if that thing gets in, it'll kill all of them. In an attempt to be rid of this monster, werewolf, Sasquatch, or whatever it was, Jacob fired a shot but missed. The creature turned in their direction and glared at them through red, hate-filled eyes and then began to run toward them at full steam.
Kenny, who was still on the phone with William, screamed at Jacob to get in his truck and go. Jacob did as he was told, and Kenny followed suit. Starting their trucks, Jacob and Kenny both raced to Jacob's house as though they were driving on the NASCAR circuit.
Arriving at home, Jacob, with his gun in hand, ran inside to get a phone book so that they could call the game warden and the police and maybe get some kind of animal control out there to get rid of this thing. Jacob had just stepped out on his front porch when they heard gunfire coming from over at William's place.
Dropping the phone book and running back inside, Jacob grabbed his 12-gauge shotgun and some shells and handed them to Kenny, who took little time in loading it. Jacob and Kenny, now locked and loaded, walked together to Kenny's truck, preparing to mount up a rescue for their neighbor William. Simultaneously, both of them stopped in their tracks as an uneasy but familiar feeling crept over them.
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Chapter 3: What eerie experiences does Jacob encounter in the woods?
No matter what, I couldn't grab anyone's attention. As I walked past the same tree again, I saw the strange signs more clearly. Hanging knots swayed from its branches. Unfamiliar symbols were carved into the bark. A knife was embedded in the trunk and a dark red substance had dried around it. I couldn't tell if it was paste, ink, or blood. One of the markings looked like a skeleton.
For research, I even took a picture of the tree. Finally, I saw a light. Our tent. I rushed toward it, but no one was there, and my whole body shook. I searched everywhere, but there was no sign of anyone. No backpacks, no footprints, nothing. Then I heard footsteps approaching. For safety, I hid behind a tree, but even my own tent didn't feel safe anymore.
I couldn't see anyone, but I heard voices calling me to come out. It was my neighbor's voice calling me to come near the tree. Even though I recognized it, my gut told me something was wrong. My mind was flooded with doubts. If it was really my neighbor, why didn't they come to the tent? Why were they calling me toward that creepy tree when the tent had lights? There was no way out.
I had no idea what to do. I just lost hope and leaned against the pole. Every silence, every doubt was eating me alive. Finally, I was too tired to stay strong. I regretted ever thinking I could come here. Tears fell faster than rain. I sobbed harder, thinking all I wanted was to make it out alive. but the voices of my neighbor only made it scarier.
They kept repeating the same thing again and again. That's when I realized overthinking was a waste of time. Staying here would only lead me into danger, so I decided to head toward the villagers' houses. From there, my lonely journey began not with hope, but filled with fear. Even as my eyes searched for a way out, my legs were shaking. Every step I took sent my mind racing with thoughts.
I never imagined that the people I trusted would leave me here alone. I still couldn't understand what had happened to them. Why had they abandoned me? Suddenly, I felt something heavy under my foot. With no idea what it was, but filled with intense fear, I shined my flashlight on the ground. I couldn't believe what I saw.
It was the person who had joined us along the way, the one who had helped us set up the tent, lying there, lifeless. I only remember closing my eyes at that moment. The next morning, I woke up in a cottage of a forest ranger who had found me in the woods. I was surrounded by village people.
I tried to explain everything, what had happened with my neighbors, how we had teamed up as four people, and the lifeless person I had seen. I told them that was why I fainted. But instead of panicking, I got mixed reactions from them. Some said I should not have gone there. It's a dangerous forest. Others said that when they rescued me, I was completely alone. There was no lifeless body.
No one else in the forest. So they assumed I was just overreacting because I had been alone in the dark and scared. Which is something anyone in my situation would have felt and is completely normal. I really lost it at that point, because some believed me and some didn't. I still couldn't digest what had happened. I rushed to check on my neighbor. When I asked, she said she had come back home.
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Chapter 4: What horrifying discovery does Jacob make about the deer?
That's when I realized, if you don't disturb their living place, they won't disturb yours. The real problem wasn't my entry. It was that I took something that didn't belong to me.
This episode is brought to you by Obsession. Focus features in Blumhouse invite you to the most shocking and unsettling big screen horror event of the season. Obsession. Everyone wishes for someone to love them, to choose them, to need them. But what happens when you get more than you wished for?
On May 15th, experience director Curry Barker's nightmarish vision that has critics and audiences absolutely obsessed. It's twisted and sinister, brilliant and insane. You have been warned. Obsession is blood-soaked nightmare fuel, and with a Rotten Tomatoes score of 96% fresh, it's destined to become an instant horror classic. The best horror movie of the year is Obsession.
Be careful who you wish for. Obsession, rated R, under 17, not admitted without parent. Only in theaters May 15th. With special engagements in Dolby. Rotten Tomato rating as of April 24th, 2026. Today's episode is presented by Corporate Retreat. In theaters May 22nd via Western Film Services and Passage Pictures.
Described as a gory mix of the menu and saw, Corporate Retreat centers around a group of young executives whose luxury team-building trip descends into a bloody fight for survival against a vengeful retreat leader played by the inimitable Alan Ruck.
At the center of this horror comedy is an eclectic cast that also includes Odea Rush, Sasha Lane, Ashton Sanders, Zion Moreno, Kirby Johnson, and Rosanna Arquette. Aaron Fisher directs from a script he co-wrote with Carrie Lee Romeo with special makeup effects handled by Candyman and Scream 4 maestro Gary G. Tonecliffe.
You'll laugh, you'll cringe, you'll cover your eyes when Corporate Retreat hits theaters May 22nd. Get tickets now.
So, what's going on? Everyone talking about me? No. Were you before Heather's story? No. Uh-huh. Do you guys ever get messages or emails from listeners wanting to hang out or ask what you do in your free time? Or the assumption that you're just really fun to be around? No. Makes sense. Y'all need to get some hobbies.
We're at a fully stocked camp, and still you all spend any amount of time worrying about me? It's kind of thoughtful in a slightly concerning way. Once again, I'm fine. It's just the same old John. Didn't I hear you wake up screaming this morning? That was unrelated. I had chips and salsa and beer and cotton candy before going to bed. It was just a nightmare.
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Chapter 5: How does Jacob react to the unsettling sounds in the forest?
My grandfather fished in this lake when he was a boy. He could see the bottom and never caught anything bigger than his hand. That was before years of him faking documents so factories could turn the water into a biohazard. Instinct doesn't care about logic. My limbs still tingle in suspense for another touch. I need to get out. I push from a float to a swim.
The water flows thick like saliva and gurgles hungrily in my ears. I crane my neck until it hurts so my mouth stays free, but droplets land on my lips and fight to get in. I puff my breath to fight back, but it's a battle of attrition. The drops tremble with anticipation at the edge of my mouth. There's a splash behind me. I spin back to the wreck I just floated away from.
The surface of the lake is glass that shows nothing but the reflection of the flames. Hello? I call. No one answers. Is something called free of the boat? Is someone else still alive? Is something else alive in the abyss? Yes. The droplets take advantage of my spiral to push into my mouth and coat my tongue in the taste of salt and iron. I spit and gag, but the muck clings to my teeth. Out!
I screech at the muck and myself. Wiping my mouth can only bring more of the taste from my soaked hands, so I turn and swim. No angle I hold my head at can save my mouth. The water coats my cheeks like the lake is reaching to pull me down. Shaking the idea away only throws more droplets toward my mouth. My worries about my mouth almost distract me from my limbs.
My fingers brush past something solid. I jerk away. The water sloshes but below the surface is impenetrable black. I spin because there must be one break in the murk. The lake is ready to prove me wrong, but I don't stop. The fire of the boat fills my vision. The flames take up as much of my view as before. Has the fire grown, or have I not moved? I'm swimming again.
I'm scaring myself and taking every stray thought as gospel. I know emotion can overcome sense at the best of times and I'm currently full of beer and trauma. Once I'm on land, everything will be clear. I'll know all the fear is nothing but my imagination. I know what's gone into this lake. I saw my friends go down there and listen to my grandfather reminisce about his work.
and even my father had a hand in what's in the water. His first job was to help with the disposal of old junkers. There were proper ways to do that, but the lake was closer. I'm more likely to run into a sedan than a monster. The slosh of the water at my legs turns shallow. My muscles fight me not to push deeper into the abyss, but I force my feet down.
The surface below is covered in muck that oozes over my shoes and ignores my socks to cover my skin. It's a cold mix of phlegmy mud and grit like rust. But underneath, it's solid enough to take my weight like something holds me up from below. I force my mind away from what's in the deep as I push more of myself from the water. I'm not fully free. The lake still has me up to my thighs.
I step forward to change that, but the shore is not that close. An Olympic pool's worth of lake still separates me from dry land. What is this? I search for a peninsula or island that would give me a place to stand. Nothing but opaque water all around. Is there a shallow in the middle of the lake? I step again to map my refuge. The surface slips from under my feet and the lake sucks me down.
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