Smashsquatch (2025) Movie Script
[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 murder
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 killed
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 killed 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. Fuck.
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, shit.
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 fuck 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 gun.
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, fuck. 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 killer
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 gun.
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 gun.
Beautiful.
You guys be safe.
You too, have fun.
What the fuck 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 gun?
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 ass.
Between that and the
fuckin' 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?
Fucking
Planet of the Apes?
What the fuck?
Do you think I'm scared?
I know everything from taekwondo
to fuck you up.
This is your last chance,
or you're getting perforated.
Last chance or
I perforate you.
Serious last chance.
[toy gun 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 shit?
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 fuck 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 gun?
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 fucking crazy?
I got this.
I'm not doing this today.
You ruining my friend's
gift of a fucking weekend
You killed the sassiest person
I've ever known.
I'm on my fucking period,
and I'm not doing this anymore.
Come and fucking 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 killed.
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!
Shoot him!
Just hold on.
Why aren't you...
Why aren't you doing anything?
What are you waiting for?
[gunshots]
[gun 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.
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 murder
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 killed
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 killed 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. Fuck.
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, shit.
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 fuck 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 gun.
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, fuck. 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 killer
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 gun.
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 gun.
Beautiful.
You guys be safe.
You too, have fun.
What the fuck 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 gun?
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 ass.
Between that and the
fuckin' 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?
Fucking
Planet of the Apes?
What the fuck?
Do you think I'm scared?
I know everything from taekwondo
to fuck you up.
This is your last chance,
or you're getting perforated.
Last chance or
I perforate you.
Serious last chance.
[toy gun 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 shit?
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 fuck 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 gun?
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 fucking crazy?
I got this.
I'm not doing this today.
You ruining my friend's
gift of a fucking weekend
You killed the sassiest person
I've ever known.
I'm on my fucking period,
and I'm not doing this anymore.
Come and fucking 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 killed.
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!
Shoot him!
Just hold on.
Why aren't you...
Why aren't you doing anything?
What are you waiting for?
[gunshots]
[gun 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.