Chapter 1: What is the premise of the psychological horror, Kennold?
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Hey everyone, Rob here. Before we get into the mid-season finale of Tower 4, we want to give a couple updates. This is the mid-season finale, meaning there will be a part 2 to season 4. We don't know how many episodes it will be or when it will release though, and we don't even want to make an estimated guess because people will hold us to it and things always take longer than we expect.
Yes, we know releases are slow, but it is impossible for us to go any faster. We are a small group of friends of which only two of us podcast full time. The rest all have day jobs and help record and edit when they can. Also, I am the primary writer. I get burnt out. And after nearly a full year focused on Tower Force Season 4 Part 1, I need a little breather.
So we're going to take a little break before coming back for the final episodes to wrap up the story. It's more important to us that we end it well rather than quickly. But as soon as we know the release date, we will let everyone know. That being said, what's on the horizon for Seven Lamb?
We're currently taking a little time to work on some of our other shows because they got neglected so we could focus on Tower 4. None of our shows are canceled and all will have new episodes. We're also focused on getting more content out for our Patreon. In fact, we're working on a short Gene prequel that will be a Patreon exclusive and will release between Part 1 and 2 of Season 4.
We will also continue to release episodes ad-free and early on Patreon under the 4LAM tier. Thank you for watching. Just visit patreon.com slash 7lam, the number 7, L-A-M-B. Again, creating podcasts is very hard and very time consuming. Every little bit helps. Once again, that's patreon.com slash 7lam, the number 7, L-A-M-B.
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Make sure to send some kind of demo, whether it's you reading a passage from a book, showcasing different accents or characters, or anything similar. Just something to give us a sense of your voice and recording equipment. So that's it for now. We hope you enjoy the two-hour mid-season finale of Tower 4, Season 4.
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Chapter 2: What updates are shared before the mid-season finale?
Then I felt Jerry get on top of me and hold me down.
I was in so much pain, but I fought as hard as I could. The asshole was trying to drown me. My lungs were on fire. I could feel they were about to burst.
I couldn't get up. I couldn't break free. Ow! I shot him. I saw the blood.
I couldn't hold my breath any longer and suddenly... I sucked in water and everything went... white.
I waited another minute before finally letting go of his shirt collar and chest. I wanted to make sure the light had left his eyes. Anger was searching through me. A quick temper was never mentioned, but I wouldn't be shocked if I had one. Although to me, this was completely justified. Blood was still pouring from my arm. I then reached below my neck and touched my back.
My back throbbed, but I was okay, even with my adrenaline waning and the pain pushing through.
I took a nervous look around, but the channel was clear.
I wondered if this Morrison, if that was his real name, disposed of poor old man Chuck the same way. I took one final look at the floating body by the shore. I startled from a weird sound, thinking maybe Morrison was rising. But no, I saw the black fin. It was a pod of orcas, maybe four or five making their way north past the boat.
In any other situation, I'd be enthralled to stand here and watch them. I loved nature, I knew that. But right now, I had to get out of here. Hopefully the animals didn't take an interest in me as I slowly swam for the boat.
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Chapter 3: What are the plans for future episodes of Tower 4?
A few inches higher, he would have hit me in the back of the neck. I peeled off my undershirt. I was still in a lot of pain, and since there was blood on the back of my shirt, I knew the bullet did make an impact. I opened the small bathroom door. A mirror hung on it. I kept it open with my foot, but turned my body to see the damage. There was a large welt and broken skin.
Blood dripped from the wound. Damn. I dropped the shirt and made my way to my bags. I grabbed my first aid kit and patched myself up. My back wasn't easy, but that wound would heal quicker. Luckily, the other bullet went through my arm. I bandaged and wrapped it tightly. Five minutes later, and I plopped my ass on the bench. Never again. Never again will they get the upper hand.
I leaned forward, trying to peer into the back room, wondering if this Morrison had other useful things with him. A phone, contact list, anything. But before I'd search, I needed to get this thing moving. I needed to get out of here before that body washed up somewhere, or others came looking for him. I got the anchor up and made my way to the wheel.
For a fleeting moment, I thought about heading back to Ketchikan, or more specifically, Mountain Point. But I knew it would be risky, especially now. So instead, I continued down the channel, towards Bellingham.
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I went to the same place where Chuck picked me up. I wondered how long it would be before someone either reported him missing or found his or the other guy's body. I wasn't worried about anyone from Iris finding me since Morrison said he had plans to head somewhere else, somewhere south. And after I went through his bag, I tossed most of it overboard, just in case he had a tracker.
The contents were disappointing, but I'm not sure why I was surprised. It's not like there was going to be a secret journal with different codes or a list of all the people associated with security or board. It was just clothes, food, bank cards, a satellite phone, and weapons. And all I kept were the weapons, his hunting knife and gun, which after close inspection, I found to be clean.
I wasn't sure where to pull the boat in, but I picked an empty spot by the far end. I was surprised how easy this came to me.
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Chapter 4: How does the host address listener concerns about production delays?
Maybe this wasn't my first time driving a boat, but how could I know? Luckily, instincts kicked in, just like with everything else I was capable of doing, including my survival. I quickly parked the boat and tied it to the cleats. I needed to hurry before anyone saw me. Once I finished, I climbed back on board and grabbed my bags. I was still in a lot of pain.
I was able to patch up my wound, but it still hurt like hell. I had to carry both my bags with one arm. I quickly made my way along the dock and out the gate. A couple of other boaters walked by but said nothing. Good. Now to get back to my place. When I got home, I ended up stitching my arm, rewrapping it, and putting it into a makeshift sling.
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Shit, there was. It read, give me time. Time. That's all I gave. Tom Petty was right. The waiting is the hardest part. It was funny how some things stuck with me. There wasn't much. Usually it was a talent like driving the boat or firing a gun. Sometimes it was a feeling like pain or sadness. And sometimes it was something random, like a song lyric.
A song lyric that probably had a significant meaning that I would never know. I was going to wait to talk to Miles before contacting Mike. Especially with it being so late. But fuck any more waiting. I needed to know. I grabbed my backup phone, which was now half-charged, and dialed Mike's number.
Come on, Mike. Where are you? My eyes fluttered open. I'd fallen asleep sitting upright in the bed with my shoes still on and two-thirds of a vodka bottle in my lap. Some of it had spilled onto the sheets. I could feel the dampness on my legs.
Damn it.
My head was throbbing. I felt sick. I drank way too much in way too short a time. Again, on an empty stomach. With my eyes only half open, I reached around for my phone. I could read the alarm clock. It was four in the morning. Of course. Who the hell could be calling me this late? I felt like I was going to throw up. I made minimal movements, but eventually found my phone. What? Who is it?
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Chapter 5: What involvement did the FBI have in the situation?
But the FBI did eventually get involved. But didn't let it go and kept keeping an eye on things. Yeah, the feds got involved and then it all kind of just dissipated. How do you mean? It got lost in the shuffle. Never getting solved? Right. Half a year later, Bear finds out I'm still out there doing work.
We fight, things get pretty heated, he gets brought up before the chief, and well, I get reassigned. To Alaska? They wanted to keep things as much under wraps as they could, so I get a slap on the wrist, told I'm getting reassigned. No more homicide department, at least, not in Texas. But they give me a week to decide where. Give me a list. So you chose Alaska? Kelsey has some family up here.
Why didn't you just let it go? Because it didn't feel right. Just like in your case. Look what you're going through right now. If everything you tell me is true, then why would they pull me and my partner off? I've learned that when things seem fishy, it's for a good reason. You trust your gut? Always. So, you're just a good guy. I didn't say that. I just like to have answers. Real answers.
It's hard for me to live without them. Shit, that rang true for me too. A minute later and we pulled up to the four-way stop. Park here.
Here?
Yeah. Aren't you coming with me? No. I'm staying back.
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Chapter 6: Why was the character reassigned to Alaska?
But you need to get your stuff, right? I figured you'd hang back by the street. I'd rather not. I won't let anything happen to you. I plan to just knock and- Knock? To see if anyone comes to the door. I have a key. Yes, but I want to see if anyone comes to the door first. And if they don't? Then I'll go inside. If I have your permission. You do.
I'll go inside and scope it out and make sure it's safe for you to enter.
Sigh.
I removed my house key from the key ring and handed it to him. I'll make sure it's clear. Uh, before I go, can I just ask a question of my own? Sure. This guy Jerry seemed to be right about a lot. Is that a question? No, my question is this. You really don't want to find out more? I know you don't trust a lot of people. Emotion to the knife in my lap. Which I totally understand.
But from what you've told me about Jerry... I know. To me, it just seems like things will get worse without answers. It may all seem conspiratorial, but obviously people are after you, and I believe they've really messed with your mind. I would never be able to let that go. But again, that's just me. You believe it'll get worse? He looked to my home and back to me.
Mike, if something happens, if it isn't safe, run. Leave your stuff. Don't wait for me. And don't go to my house. Just leave, okay?
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Chapter 7: What insights does the character share about trusting one's instincts?
Okay. He gave a quick nod and shut the door. I didn't even get to answer his question. But it did make me think. He was right. With about nothing more than it just getting worse. The flashes, the headaches, the deja vu. The hurt. I watched Felix walk up to my home. My heart was beating rapidly now. I looked around the neighborhood. It was quiet. No weed whacker, no kids, no dog walkers.
The street completely empty and dark. Damn it. I decided to get out and get a closer look. I crossed the street and slowly crept towards my home. Felix knocked on the door. I don't think he saw me get out of his car. I made my way to the row of hedges in the neighbor's yard. I stood behind them and watched him knock a few more times. He waited a moment, then looked to the car and shrugged.
He thought I was still there. I guess he assumed no one planned a show, so he pulled my key from his pocket. He was just about to put it into the lock when the door opened. Holy shit! Felix said a few things, but I couldn't hear, and I couldn't see the person inside. They chatted for a bit, and at one point he even smiled. He stepped inside, and the door closed behind him.
You gotta be fucking kidding me. I snuck up to the house and looked into the nearest window. I could see into my dining area. The lights now on, where Felix was smiling and laughing as he talked to two men. I didn't recognize the men, but it seemed he did. This was bullshit. He was being all buddy-buddy with some guys in my house? Are these cops or just some locals?
How could he just talk to them like this? Was he gonna say anything about me? Was he in on it?
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Chapter 8: What happens during the vision sequence?
No. Fuming. This son of a bitch wasn't a good guy. This asshole was... But then I saw the other man descending the stairs behind Felix. The man was moving slowly, quietly. The man was Dr. Romero. Oh no. Felix was in trouble. I looked around again. I didn't know what to do. I only had a knife, but I had to do something. Thinking fast, I raised both hands and hit the window as hard as I could.
Felix, watch out! Everyone froze in that moment, even Dr. Romero, which gave Felix just enough time to recognize the urgency and spin around. He slugged Romero before the other two men tackled him to the ground. Mike, run! He's outside! Shit! One of the men shouted as I heard the back door open. Another guy? How many assholes were here? I saw the man turn the corner.
He was clean-shaven, tall, and holding a gun. I didn't have time to do anything but turn and run. Flew around the hedges and into the neighbor's backyard in an attempt to lose him. I ran through the backyard around a trampoline in a small child's playhouse. I pushed through the back gate. I looked behind to see the man not far behind. He raised the weapon. Oh shit! It was another dart gun.
The dart stuck into the wood fence post right by my head. I went through another backyard. Past two dogs napping on a back porch. They weren't napping now. Luckily, they weren't chasing either. I made it to another gate and yanked the latch up. I was now between the backyards of the row of houses in the woodland. I looked back again. He burst out of the backyard, reloading his gun.
As I ran up an incline, I could see another man running through the backyard. It was the man with the flat nose. The man at the hotel. Shit! How would I lose them? Fuck it! Instead of running onto any more property, I cut right and went into the woods. As I ran through the woods, I started to get flashes. Jesus! Dark clouds loomed overhead and I was scared, searching the woods with my flashlight.
Whoever's out there, I just want you to know I'm armed.
I know you're there.
I slid to a stop, shook my head to focus, and then looked around. I could hear the closest man approaching, but I couldn't see him. I jumped behind a tree and waited. Another flash. I was still in the woods, but different woods, a different area, and it wasn't raining. Just come out. I'll even put my gun away. I was having another out-of-body experience.
I was hiding behind a tree as a man searched for me. This happened before? Being chased and tracked down? Mike? Mike?
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