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Oh mon dieu. Oh mon dieu.
It's going to kill me.
No, no.
The monster is coming for me.
Through the dark poor light he sees.
No escape, no place to flee.
The monster is coming for me.
A shadow stretches long on the ground.
Silence screams in my head resound.
Day or night is watch never fade.
trapped in this endless masquerade.
The moners
coming for me
through the dark poor light. He sees
no escape, no place to flee.
The monster is coming for me.
Josh Thomas here and I want to show you
something you've never seen before. In
my research and investigation around
Marker 37 area and the remote cabin,
I found and caught on tape something
that's going to change your lives
forever.
So, here's what I'm thinking. Josh saw a
bear, panicked, ran through the woods
like a rookie, and now everyone thinks
Bigfoot's back with a new name. I know,
the hollowed one. It sounds way too
cheesy to be real. Exactly. His upload
went viral because of all that breathing
and screaming, but he probably tripped,
hit a tree, dropped his phone.
Classic Blair Witch marketing. Then he
tries to bait everyone in by saying,
"Don't come looking. Please don't follow
me. It's real." And what did everyone
do? Start looking. Because fear sells.
But everybody is only looking online. No
one has actually had the courage to go
out and look for this thing. But we are.
We have the courage. And that's what
we're going to go do. We're going to
expose it. We're going to find the cabin
and show everyone that it's a hoax. So,
we're clout chasing skeptics now. No,
we're truth crusaders.
You really don't like this monster
stuff, do you? Do you know why I hate
this monster stuff? Lay it on me. My dad
was obsessed with monsters. Like, ruin
the family obsessed. He was always
watching these old VHS tapes, talking
about sightings and analyzing
footprints. We never saw him unless it
was to talk about his new findings.
Let me guess, he went on a final trip.
Yeah. Broken Falls 2011.
He said he was chasing something that
nobody else believed in. He never came
back. The police found his gear near a
dried up riverbed. No body and no
goodbye.
Ever since I've been allergic to the
monster BS, I want to prove it's all
just stories. Fake tracks and creepy
lighting. Then let's prove it together.
Are you ready to see the hollowed one
last time before we head out?
You mean the guy in the fake suit or the
good CG artist?
I recorded it from his video and then
cropped it in so we could get a closer
look. Now that you cropped it in, I can
really see how fake it looks. It's like
a CG artist did it. That's horrible.
This is going to be too easy. Let's get
going so we can move on to the next
project. This is the last GPS ping from
his uploads. If the cabin exists, we'll
hike into the forest here, camp at this
spot right here, and head north to
marker 37. Easy enough. We hike in,
document everything, and break down this
myth one log at a time.
I'm driving.
At the location of the Thomas sighting,
there should be a red cabin out in the
open. Go to 2911 62451.
It should be north of those coordinates.
Once you locate it, I can send a team in
on the ground to locate the cabin and
hopefully the target.
Did you hear that?
I didn't hear anything. Come on. The GPS
says we go this way.
We got to get around this tree
this way. Come on.
Heat. Heat.
GPS barely works out here. Are you sure
this is the right ridge? It's not a
ridge. It's that cluster of pines near
marker 37. Josh labeled it on the
printout. North by Northwest. That was
where the monster was seen, right?
According to my research and all of the
forums. Oh, sure. We'll just trust the
internet. That'll keep us safe. Don't
mock the process.
I'm just saying if we die out here, your
nerd research is going into the police
report. Why would we die? There's
nothing really out here anyway. This is
deeper than even the GPS wants to map.
And I've lost signal.
We're not lost. We're just offrid. Now,
let's camp here before we run out of
daylight. All right.
You know, if we survive this, I'm
submitting it to Mythbusters 2.0
with what? Our three viewers and footage
of blurry pine trees. It's atmospheric.
It's amateur. I prefer raw and
immersive. You're lucky I brought snacks
and emotional support and the tent. I
guess I'm pretty lucky you're the mom
friend. Tomorrow we find the cabin or
prove that it never existed.
Do you ever get the feeling like the
trees are listening to us?
Are you trying to write a poem or give
me nightmares?
No. Like everything feels still but not
quiet.
It's like we're being watched.
Did you hear that? It was rhythmic,
like swinging.
Maybe an old hunter's trap,
the wind moving a rope, or a warning
bell, something not for us.
Well, anyway, we should go document
this.
Nothing's out there, right?
Let's go find some monsters.
They can't even see us. Let's take these
things off. Hey guys, it's Ash and this
is Liv. We're here. This is our first
night in the forest of the Josh Thomas
monster sighting. We're here to debunk
the mystery behind the creature known as
the hollowed one, but it's been a pretty
hollow case so far. We have no evidence
whatsoever what the monster looks like,
what it does, or where it is. Could it
all just be a scam to get extra views?
We're going to find that out.
Ooh, what was that? Maybe it's the
monster.
Let's go find out. It's our job to bring
you the truth.
I heard a woodpecker. That's monstrous.
That's terrifying.
Well, we've been out here for a while
and I don't see any monsters.
What about you?
Oh, shoot. The battery. Oh, dang it. Go
grab the other one.
I'm going to go grab the charger.
Got to get this.
Oh, monsters. Come get me fresh meat.
Woohoo.
Come get me.
Dude,
give me that jerk.
You totally fell for it, didn't you? Did
you get the cable?
How am I supposed to charge this thing?
I'm sorry. I thought I heard something
brush up against the tent and I I kind
of forgot. Panicked a little bit, I
guess. Oh, you got scared.
So did you. Well, I was out here
taunting this so-called monster.
Yeah, bet you're real proud of that now.
It's getting windy.
You don't think there's anything
controlling the weather, do you?
I thought you were Miss Sciency Smartsy.
Let's just head back to camp. We'll
finish watching the rest of Josh's
footage, get some rest, then head out
first thing tomorrow morning. Good idea.
SP1.
Movement. North trail. It's moving fast.
It could be a deer. Keep eyes on it.
Then why is it circling us?
Now my direction.
Vince,
talk to me. Vis, are you okay?
Mimics. It copies your voice. It learns
your steps.
I saw it. It just stood there staring at
me. It It didn't move unless I
This is really lame.
And it moves really fast.
It's drawn to the cabin. It gets more
aggressive when I get close to the
cabin.
It's more humanlike. It's like uh it
shapeshifts
between day and night.
What a faker.
Let's watch the original one. Josh
Thomas here and I want to show you
something you've never seen before. In
my research and investigation around
Marker 37 area and the remote cabin,
I found and caught on tape something
that's going to change your lives
forever.
I'll say no more and let the video do
the talking. Introducing the Hollowed
One.
I'm getting tired. Maybe we should just
go to bed. That's a good idea.
Do you think it's real?
Real?
I saw it.
I heard it breathe.
You don't forget something like that.
Then why didn't anyone believe you?
Cuz people fear what makes them feel
small.
And monsters
make you feel real small.
What if mom's right? What if it's just
trees and shadows?
You can stare at a shadow all night and
never know what's hiding in it.
One day you'll understand it when you
see it with your own eyes.
Always chase the truth.
If you ever decide
to be like me,
don't chase the truth for other people.
Only chase the truth for yourself.
Hey everyone, it's Ash and this is Liv.
It's day two and we're on the hunt for
the cabin, the one featured in the
massively trendy Josh Thomas video about
the hollowed one. We'll be recording as
we hike, so you guys will see everything
we're seeing. Still on the hunt for this
socalled monster. Stay tuned, everyone.
So, where to now? Marker 37, right?
Well, we no longer have the GPS because
it lost signal. So, we'll have to use
the compass. But it's easy. All we do is
go north.
I'm tying a ribbon so we don't get lost.
What was that? I've never heard that
before.
Something about these woods feels
heavier today. I know what you mean.
Like the trees are leaning in to listen.
Don't say stuff like that. That's how
the creepy music starts.
What's that?
What if it's Josh Thomas's phone? It's
dead. I have a charger back at the tent.
All right, let's go.
Hey everyone, it's Ash and Liv. There's
been a change of plans. Look what we
found. A phone. On our way to the cabin,
we found this. Could it be Josh Thomas'?
We're going back to camp so we can
charge it up and see what's on it. Stay
tuned for more details.
I don't know, man. This wasn't just some
bear.
Maybe it was a man. Maybe somebody that
doesn't want us out here or doesn't want
to be found.
I keep thinking about that sound it
made. That scream.
That's why we're here. We get eyes on it
and we see what it is.
And if it gets eyes on us first,
let's just find it and kill it.
about
this right here.
It's too big. It's the last one I have.
We're going to have to go back to my
place.
Okay, this is the plan. We leave the
camp here and go to your place for the
night. Then we charge up the phone and
see what we can find on it. We come back
and we start looking for the cabin in
the morning.
Sounds good.
Whatever it is, I don't think it knows
we're in here.
Forget this. Let's make a break for it.
Stay with me. I'll get us to the car.
Come on. What?
What?
Let's head south.
This is the same ridge line. The old
game camera should be up here.
We might have found Josh Thomas's phone.
We found it half buried near the North
Trail, just like in the forum threads.
We don't know for sure yet, but it looks
like the same phone from his past
videos. Her charger fits this dinosaur.
We might be holding the only footage of
what really happened. We'll plug it in,
watch it, and record every second of it.
Lucky me. If it's a hoax, we'll prove
it. Stay tuned. This could be nothing.
Or it could be the moment we blow the
lid off the hollow one's trash kit.
This is Red W. We're following your
vehicle.
You see that? Looks like a map.
This could be a treasure map.
We have located the cabin, but he is not
here.
What do you mean not here? I want him
found, and I want it now. We can't have
anyone find out about him or what we
did. You find him, you know what to do.
That thing knocked me down on my butt
like I weighed nothing.
You still mad about that?
You wouldn't be.
You got a shot in? Did you hit it?
I didn't get a shot off. It knocked it
out of my hand and it went off.
You see this? Someone circled the cabin
near the marker 37. You think it's a
person living out here somewhere?
It has to have something to do with what
attacked us.
We ran out of the woods like a couple of
rookies. That don't sit right with me.
I think whatever hit you came from that
cabin. Tomorrow we get payback.
What was that?
Where is it?
I could have swore I saw something.
There's nothing to shoot.
I think I might be losing my mind. I
could have swore I saw something.
What did it look like? I don't see
anything.
Some kind of dark creature. Let's go
rest for a bit. I want to get a beer.
All right, we got it on the charger. Now
we just wait. I have no doubt this is
his phone. Same model. It's got to be
Josh's. So, should we give our followers
an update? Not yet. First, we see what's
on this phone. Then, we tell the truth.
Either way, our channel finally blows
up. I really think we're on to something
here. Once we post this, it's going to
go viral fast because people love true
stories. You know, I didn't find out I
was adopted until I was 16.
Total accident. Some stupid envelope
with the wrong name in a drawer.
Seriously?
My whole life, people have kept things
from me to protect me. I promised myself
I'd never be like that. So now I dig. I
expose. I want to prove what's real, the
truth. So with everything we've
experienced so far, you think this
monster might actually be real? I think
it's a setup. Viral horror bait. I want
us to be the ones to debunk it. Show the
world how easily they're fooled.
Moment of truth.
Weird.
Okay.
All right. Here's a quick note for the
investigation. I was checking the game
cameras for some more footage and I
decided to go back in the cabin. Inside
the cabin, I found a VHS tape.
On that VHS tape, it says experiment.
When I tried to leave with the tape, the
monster got really aggressive and really
angry. But when I tried to leave without
the tape, it just got quiet and backed
away. It's got to mean it has treasure
on it or or it's got something on it
that doesn't want us to know.
Up to this point, it hasn't attacked me.
I mean,
it's just letting me come back and
forth. And
I know you must think I'm crazy. I keep
coming back here, but I have to find
evidence to prove to the world that I'm
the one that found a real monster.
Wait, wait, there's more videos.
All right. Tonight, I brought with me a
small power source, a screen, and a VCR.
And I promise if I find anything, I'll
record it all on my phone for you all to
see. Wish me luck.
Oh god, it's coming. It's coming.
Okay, that looks too real or really well
staged.
So, what's our next move? We go back. We
find the cabin and prove this was a
setup. We make a video that blows up our
channel for good.
What's wrong? Aren't you excited?
Just the uh VHS tapes are reminding me
of my father.
It's back. I think I see it.
What is it? Let's check it out.
Here it is. It's here.
Where' you sleep?
It's the thing. It's the thing I saw the
other night.
Shoot it this time.
It's in the woods watching us.
Where is it?
Maybe you're just saying things.
Where did it go?
I can't find it.
I just don't think it's anything. I
didn't hear anything moving.
It's got to still be out there.
Well, it's gone now, and we will hear it
if it comes back.
Maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me.
Let's get some rest and head out early
for that cabin.
Dad,
are you okay?
You know what it feels like to be a
monster?
What?
Everyone runs
even before they see you.
And you start to wonder
maybe they're right to.
You're not a monster.
You watch life from the trees.
You walk around the world
and you're never really a part of it.
I've been where they go.
I've seen what they become out there
alone
as the darkness spreads inside.
Mom says you only see what you want to
see.
Then I must have wanted to see something
terrible. Or maybe I saw what comes for
us all when we stray too far from the
line.
If something ever happens to me,
won't believe what you read in the
headlines.
Follow what they don't say.
The two girls from yesterday are back.
They're making entry into the forest. We
have eyes on them.
We don't need these girls interfering at
all with the plan. For their sake, I
hope they don't get in the way. We need
to stay close to these girls. Watch them
from a distance.
You really think Josh came this car just
for click? Maybe Josh always had a flare
for theatrics on this channel.
But disappearing like that, that's a lot
of commitment.
Or something worse. We both know how
easy it is to fake something like that.
One cutscene, some shaky cam and
screaming.
A monster.
Half of this is just animals. Our brains
want it to be something else. Or Josh
left this all behind so it could become
something else, a myth, a brand. What if
we're wrong, though? Then we finally get
the views we've earned.
And if we're right.
Okay, that wasn't a squirrel.
I don't know what that is.
I see something moving.
There it is. It's moving fast.
You don't think
die firing at us. Run. No.
Fire. Come on. This way. I got a clear
shot.
Brick.
Keep running. Go.
I think it went down the hill.
Red one to blue one. The hunters have
split up.
Capture them and bring them to me. If
they cause trouble, take them out.
The perimeter of the forest is
surrounded. There's no way out.
Permission
to engage.
Engage.
Fire at will.
We are retreating. We are in
Brick. Brick, can you hear me?
Our mission is to eliminate the target
and all evidence.
Shots fired north.
Take cover.
Let's just try to hide ourselves and
stay silent. The chances of them finding
us in an area this big are pretty slim.
We'll hide, but we're not going back to
the tent. And we're not leaving these
woods until we find that cabin. This
could just be Josh Thomas trying to
scare us away or kill us. We're not
going to die out here. Come on, let's go
hide under that tree.
I'm going to go make sure they're gone
before we start moving forward.
Be careful.
Josh.
We are here with the girls. Do you want
us to capture them?
Negative. Stand down.
Who is that?
A monster
is real.
Oh, look what I found.
It's got to be Josh Thomas's. But then
something really did happen to him. Or
he's the one trying to kill us. I think
it's just a prop or he just dropped it
passing through to the cabin. Anyway, I
checked around. It's clear. I think
we're safe to move. I don't want to
sound like I actually believe that
something happened to him, but I thought
I heard a voice. I know I heard a voice.
I know it sounds like I'm crazy, but I'm
telling you the truth. I promise.
I I I don't know what to think,
but I'm pretty sure it was Josh talking
to me. That is crazy. I'm not saying
you're crazy, but it could have been
anything. The trees moving, the wind,
animals, or maybe it's just your
anxiety, cuz we almost got killed.
Maybe.
Let's just get to the cabin before it
gets dark.
Our orders are to follow them from a
distance.
They might lead us to him.
I hear something. What is it? Check over
there.
Go.
He's still engaging.
One down. In pursuit. Do we continue?
Okay, everyone. Here's an update. Things
just went sideways fast. We were about a
mile from the ridge marker when someone
started shooting at us. We don't know
who it was. Nobody's supposed to be out
here. We don't know who it is. It could
be Josh. Could be someone trying to
scare us off. Whoever it was, we lost
them for now. But we're not turning
back. We came here to debunk the myth,
not run from it. If someone doesn't see
this through, then the story belongs to
fear. So, we're pushing forward. We
think the cabin's about a mile out. We
can reach it before nightfall. No more
stopping. No more turning around. To
everyone watching, this might be the
most dangerous thing we've ever done,
but it's for the truth. For those of you
who believe something didn't add up,
monster or not, we're going to find out.
These woods contain 50,000 acres.
Gunfire can be heard up to 5 acres. So
have the men keep that in mind. He knows
we are here and he is starting to attack
our patrols. Report back to me when you
get eyes on him. Do not make a move
without my command.
Look, we found it.
All right, let's just give an update and
get in there. All right. Actually, let's
get closer.
Shots fired in south sector. It is not
friendly fire. It could be our target.
Find them. Enemy closing in. Control 10.
We're under attack. We have the target
engaged.
For us, we need reinforcements.
Hostiles wounded.
Okay, guys. Here we are. The moment
we've been waiting for. We're standing
right outside the cabin. It's smaller
than I thought and way more rotted out
than it looked on the satellite view,
but it's definitely abandoned and
definitely creepy. We're about to go in.
It's getting dark fast, so going back to
the tent is not an option. If you're
watching this, we don't know what's
inside. But this is what we came for,
and we're not backing down. Now, in case
this is our last post, just remember, we
weren't chasing clicks. We were chasing
the truth. And if something happens to
us, then maybe that proves there was
something worth fearing out here.
Whatever's out there or in there, we'll
face it.
Hold your position.
We just have to find him and take him
out. I don't care what he is.
We cannot be scared. Heat. Heat.
Take cover.
Two down.
Let's look around and see if Josh left
any clues.
I found some old tapes like the one from
Josh's video.
Let's see if this old VCR works. Here
goes.
Field log 61
post treatment day 12.
You know, I signed up for this treatment
for the money
for my family.
They told me it was for enhanced
cognition, that I could see things a
normal eye
couldn't see, and that I could track
things a normal man
couldn't track.
And naturally, I was interested in that.
But they didn't tell me that they were
building something. and they were using
me to build something, something
superhuman, something tactical,
something sellable. I didn't sign up for
that. The first injection was not too
bad,
not too painful. I did start to see some
hair loss as you can see.
And uh it boosted my reflexes. It
boosted my strength. I felt like I could
move through the force without touching
the ground.
But after the second dose,
things really changed.
In the evening hours, I feel it coming.
It hurts. My voice deepens.
My face changes.
I'm no longer myself, but
a beast.
But during the entire time, I feel the
tug-of-war mash between the person
inside and the beast on the outside.
I can't go back.
I could lose control. I could hurt
someone. I don't go back
because the daylight hours aren't long
enough for me to get back to tell my
story.
So, I stay out here,
50,000 acres
alone, away from the lab,
away from my family. Maybe the monsters
I chased
were just the ones
waiting to use me. I never meant to be a
threat.
I never signed up to hurt people.
I never wanted to leave my family.
If anyone ever finds this,
these are notes,
nothing more.
Liv,
that was him, wasn't it?
It's his voice,
his hands.
Even the way he sat at the table, he
would lean forward like that when he was
tired.
He's the monster.
He didn't want you to find this. It
wasn't meant for you.
But I did.
And now I know why he never came back
all this time.
I hated him.
I didn't give him a chance. I didn't
know
he was staying away
to protect us, to protect me.
All this time
we were looking to prove that monsters
weren't real.
But what if the truth is worse?
What if monsters are real? They're just
people who tried to do the right thing.
He didn't become the monster. He fought
the monster by staying away.
Then maybe I'm not here to hunt him.
Then what are you here to do?
I'm here to find him and to help him
tell his story, not the one they tried
to bury in these woods.
He's heading towards the cabin.
Break. Break. Reg down.
Enemy contact.
He's charging.
Rocks throw down. He's too fast. I can't
get a clear shot.
Out of ammo.
Take cover.
You're surrounded. Come out with your
hands in the air or we will fire.
The cops. Maybe.
Maybe they think we killed Josh.
What do we do?
We walk out there and we face them.
Maybe my dad will see us.
We walk out together.
Eliminate the
Get out. This is my dad. It's got to be
there.
Stand your ground.
We are taking casualties.
It's too fast. I can't get a clear shot.
We're under attack. We have the target
engaged. Too strong.
He's too fast for us. We need
reinforcement.
Head
back to the cabin.
Wait, my dad.
What are you doing?
We have to go. No, wait. My dad's still
back there.
What are you doing? We have to go.
No, he's still back there.
You weren't meant to find him. He
doesn't want to be found. Let's go.
Dad. Dad.
There's a reason he didn't come home. We
should still be careful.
I didn't want you to see me like this.
I only have one. I took it when I
escaped. I only have about 10 minutes.
Who knows what I'll become after that? I
tried making an antidote.
I have to get back to the lab. You don't
have to do this.
Come with us. We can fix this. We'll
hide you.
I can't come back, Liv. There's no
fixing what I've become. Run, Liv. Get
out of these woods.
I love you.
Requesting reinforcements.
Run.
He's heading towards the cabin.
He's
coming.
Move in and engage the target.
Fire at will.
This is not working.
We're under attack.
We need reinforcements.
Heat.
One is going into
We have to go.
Heat.
Oh,
he's a monster. They all cry. But only
where the surface lies beneath the
claws, the scars, the skin. A quiet soul
is locked within.
The children run
their mother's shield.
He walks alone
through the empty field.
His voice is low.
It hums like the pines,
but no one listens to the hidden lines.
The stars they know, the wind it sees,
the truth that whispers through the
trees. Oh.
Oh,
he's a monster. They all cry, but only
where the surface lies. Beneath the
claws, the scars, the skin, a quiet soul
is locked within.
His eyes hold the rivers
deep and wide.
His chest beats a forest
where dreams hide. If you dare to stay,
if you dare to see, you'd find the man
he longs to be.