The apocalyptic world threatened to devour the survivors. They split into different groups, all in different hopes of pursuing a brighter future. Clarke led a team to seek out the mysterious Doctor Hudson, both out of a sense of duty and in hoping that a scientific mind might shed light on potential ways of ending this nightmare. Though Hudson proved to not be as sinister or dangerous as some originally worried, he also had no solution to put an end to the mist nor the monsters. Another team tread on a different path, following up leads of a more occult nature. In search for more clues on the rituals and the people originally responsible for the disaster, they went on a wild goose chase that only ended up shedding light on one of the monstrous people whose actions led to the apocalypse, Freddy Fletcher—the man who had become the Bandaged Man.
Both groups eventually headed back to the Mall, where the remaining survivors had been holding down the fort, with Tully as their de facto leader. Disaster struck in form of a final onslaught of monsters, laying siege to the Mall. One by one, the other expedition teams arrived late to the unfolding chaos. As a collective, they fought hard and suffered heavily, all only narrowly surviving, though fire and destruction had ravaged humanity’s last walls. They scrambled to repair the damage, but the battle had drained their supplies and they would scarcely survive another such onslaught.
As a last-ditch effort, the remaining survivors attempted to replicate the ritual that Philip had used to open the portal, presumably leading to another world that permitted the mist to enter into ours in the first place, in hopes of banishing the mist. Using the ominous stone-covered tome as a ritual focus, and going on little but blind faith and hope, heroic survivors sacrificed their own blood in attempting to conjure a brighter future.
A gateway of light opened in the wall of the ritual room in the Mall. The brave crossed over to explore the other side. And to their surprise, they found that they had arrived… in our world, but years prior in time, well before the disaster of the mist. The Mall was closed, under construction for renovations, when Philip had still been designing the secret ritual room in the building’s bowels. Perhaps, they now had a chance to change the future and prevent the worst. They had a chance to stop Philip and his cult and prevent the tragic ritual.
But would they transform into monsters once they died? Had they brought doom with them into the past?
One night, the Mall's P.A. system crackles and buzzes before its speakers spring to life. Starting out tinny and gaining strength, they play back Judy Collins' "Song for Judith".
We all are the river between the walls.
Thank you for everyone that came for PFC. Winters funeral
Private, its been an honor serving with you
He is in my office, when you are ready Ms. Macon.
...where's he?
I have cleaned and secured Private First Class Carl Milton Winter's body for burial. His tags have been retrieved and identify the corpse as his. I will be taking him to be buried some time tomorrow, so those who want to attend, may.
Some silent static and a pause before the woman's voice says
Thank you for your service.
Where's that fat fuck?! Jesus christ i'm like 2/3rds to the West Point, i can see the ends of Racetrack
Here comes the snow.
Trex back at the mall. Interceptor towed, busted. Harley, please repair. Whoever raided the shop, step forward now, I'll make it fast and painless.
Update: Site determined to be one of the many outposts scattered throught tri-county, this one is very excellent condition, maybe even above average in terms of construction.
Moving down the I-495, encountered heavy resistance by the first train stop into town by the highway. Interrogative, multiple xeno contacts were spotted dead on the highway, possibly VIP's work. Retreated into the outpost and staying for the night in there
Julliet Sierra Echo Tango. IP Line 491-321-897-Z21F. Incoming update, encountered weird site off the I-495 towards Valley Station, off by the Ruby gas station. Investigating, over.
Julliet Sierra Echo Tango. IP Line 491-321-897-Z21F. Supplies secured & redeployed into FOB. Be advised, large hostile formation north-east of Airlock C near the militarized suburbs. Break. Secured pair of keys inside the Comms room titled "Tower N" & "Tower S". They're purpose is unclear at this time but they might belong to one of the skyscrapers in the downtown LV.
Julliet Sierra Echo Tango. IP Line 491-321-897-Z21F. Airlock C perimeter sweeped, no new sign of target VIP found. Break. Target is still believed to be heading towards Valley Station via I-495, Possibly Crossroads Mall. Break. The Outpost was deserted with no sign of any hostile contacts. Be advised, located large cache of supplies including but not limited to food, medicine, munition and firearms. Securing efforts are still underway. Over & out.
Excuse me? Leoni here you wanna tell me -What- is pursuing me? I didn't make it through that awful city on my own to be chased by some asshole.
Julliet Sierra Echo Tango. IP Line 491-321-897-Z21F. Target designation: Airlock C, South LV Metro area. Break. TOC this is Cipher. Reached priority target one. No sign of the VIP. Interrogative. Based off the documents on site it appear subject has moved towards Louisville I-495 towards Valley Station. Break. Target's pursuing someone named "Daniel Leoni". Break. Please advise. Out.
Outpost to Mall. Expedition successful to Mercer Lane. Kid and Harley picked up a bunch of occult documents, some occult book among them. We've powered up a generator here and had a drink for Carl. Toasted the Interceptor, but rescued the RV and a got a new well working truck. Hummers still in tact. At this time everyone at the outpost is advised to egress back into the Mall in groups. Take a vehicle if you want, roads should be safe, and we have enough wheels for everyone.
Highway outpost, Nolan here. PFC Winters is decased, I repeat, PFC Winters is deceased. Our team will be returning with him to the FOB before the blizzard descends. Over and out.
Goddamnit- this is Lieutenant Clarke, from the FOB; Does anyone know Private Winters' status? Over.
Julliet Sierr-....-Cho Tango. IP Li-....-97-Z21F. Target des-....-ilock C, South LV Met-...-rea Break. ...-tor Hudson, interroga-...-ow copy? Over.
FUCK FUCK FUUUCK....THEY'RE COMING IN HOO- Sounds of muffled fire and furniture being overturned
Shit, two centaurs outside the garage bay, over
R-roger that
Dragon down. Scouting ahead again, over.
You want to try pin him from two sides?
wheezes They're dead...they're all dead inside now from what i can tell...eh...Update 2...yeah
I'm at the south end of the bridge. Clear up to here, but there's a dragon sitting on the south outpost.
Update: Runners moved onto my barricade but took them all down with Crowbar
Only seeing lamp head and mutant arm in the garage bay, they took down most of the doors
Gonna conserve energy on this thing, they broke down one of the garage doors and can still hear few down there
Watch out for checkpoint after the bridge, there was a lot of activity there last time
O-okay...okay
Thats great, but, be careful
I'm gearing up to cut a path to you, Winters. If nobody else is available, we'll make do. Sit tight.
Okay gonna make this one quick, Mall, outpost, whoever else that can hear me. Still alive, still hiding in the office upstairs. Took down a centaur barreling up the stairs but more came after and walk down in there
Gotta go before they come closer and hear me, let me know ahead whenever you're coming. Over & out.
...god i hope this thing actually works and im not talking to myself
Ah fuck...Breach BREACH BREACH...Gotta hide shit...wish me luck
I can just hear them pilling up outside the Autoshop...God i miss being dead
Stupid walkie talkie...
Hey, outpost
You're all still holding out there? Over.
...Don't touch that dial now 75 MHz. We're just getting started...!
My fellow investigators, your guru has nourished thousands of minds, saved hundreds of souls, and brought dozens to the next next level. However, as much as your guru has appreciated, and benefited, from being locked outside of his house for weeks at a time, I need to be frank. I have no idea how to grow crops, but I DO know that no one has tended the fields in the mall for almost two weeks. Plants are dying. Could someone who knows something about dirt take care of that sort of stuff? Haha. Namaste.
One thing i forgot to mention.
Somebody crashed a blue Caprice outside into one of the humvees and left the engine running, additionally all of the main exists were left wide open
What the hell?
Solid copy Grace
I'll drag him over to the doc's office. Hang in the Winters, help is coming
Winters, standby. We got enough people and firepower to clear the path to you. Won't be long before we got a squad awake to make a move. And Sergeant, no idea who the Rosewood officer would be without any ID. Best get 'em cleaned, covered, and set up for public identification in case anybody knows 'em. Nolan, over.
Negative on the ID but the victim is wearing Rosewood SO uniform
Any ideas?
Uhh, guys
I just found a body under one of the stairs, standby for ID
Update: Okay well, Checkpoint before the bridge is swarmed and i barely have ammo as it is, guess i'm gonna have to wait it out at the Autoshop.
Wish me luck. PFC Winters over & out
Brrr...God i hope this radio still works...where the fuck am I? I thought i was with...
West Point Train Cart? Shit guess i'm gonna have to try to walk back to the outpost, hopefully they're still in there
Post P.S. No, i had enough Sin points i just wanted more and also lost a bet
POST Post P.S. Lucifer GOATS at Shadow The Hedgehog: Video Game™️
Its eternity over there...I've seen the other side...
P.S. I met Lucifer, chill as fuck guy, he's more like Hades than how he's depicted in the bible but you need to have enough Sin points in there else you get kicked out
VIDEOGAMES ARE GETTING SO REALISTIC THESE DAYS, HA HA.
THANK GOD I MADE A SAVEPOINT BEFORE CARL BURNT TO DEATH.
Wait...this voice sounds familiar
Is your name Wesley Tanner by any chance?
I have glorious news. I have your pleas of desperation for guidance that only I can provide, and I am heeding your full-throated, visceral calls: I am returning to the airwaves this week. Here is our schedule for the week, however tomorrow will be of particular import, as I'm sure many of your lives have fallen into levels of disarray you haven't experienced since beginning the program, so I will be in absolutely "top gear" for you all, as I request from all of you. I am fully expecting that the bottom has completely fallen out for most of you, so tomorrow's going to be all about "Damage Control." Why has half of the mall's population upped to go West? Why has other elements of the mall been incapable of joining them? Will any of them come back, and what in the hell are they coming back with? We'll discuss how we can control the damage around here and re-focus our investigations.
Pickup the radio Trex, pick up
That's a 10-4, i'll try to reach the site either on foot or in the vehicle
Trex to Mall: Kid, Nails, and I cleared a path from Outpost to River, so now we have access to fresh fish. Fishing supplies in the crate by sniper nest. Winters: Nails and I went up the road, cleared the dragon, spiky, two other spikeys, three crawlers, a couple of centaurs, a few arm mutants, and the road now looks clear. We towed the wrecks off the road, and towed the RV to Outpost. It actually starts and operational. Path to us should now be clear. See you here soon. Godspeed.
You too Mrs. Nolan, you too...
Over.
You're not missing anything out here unless you like camping out in wintertime and the sounds of dino-sized bugs chirping in the night. With a bit of luck, this won't take forever. Stay safe out there. Nolan out.
I must say, I hate how quiet the mall is right now with a lot of us out there
Maybe, but i didn't get swarmed or anything
It went pretty good until past the RV, half way to first checkpoint when Dragon with Spiky came out of the woods in front of me, didn't see me and i know better than to try solo dragon
Nolan's right, Private. What you did was foolhardy and foolish at best.
Failed but still alive is good, better to play it safe. Two people should be the minimum squad size for any team traveling the roads, preferably more.
Well that failed but, atleast i'm back safe
Winters to Mall, gonna try reaching Harley, wish me luck. Over and out.
PFC. Winters to Trex that is a solid copy, i'll attempt to reach you to inspect the site if anyone else is willing to aswell
Trex to Mall. Forward Outpost getting a little TLC in the comfort and quality of life department. Plenty of wood to cut in the area, and I made headway on improvements. Need some feedback on layout and awaiting more supplies. Camping out til y'all arrive. Trex out.
Good evening my fellow investigators. I sadly report that tonight, Wesley CONTINUES to be ill. I am in consult with a supposed “expert” to determine the best course of action that will allow me to return to my work with you all, work that I sorely miss. This “expert” is only mildly diluted, and hopefully will aid more than the carnage he and his class inevitably inflict on all of us. Namaste, my children. I miss you dearly, but I will not, nor will I ever, apologize to you for anything that I do.
Thank you all for finding the bag and bringing it back here, this is awesome
Found decently fresh oysters!
The mail has been delivered to those still alive in the Mall, others of unrecognized names are left in the Northern food court for people to claim alongside the belonging delivered alongside them.
The Mall's PA system plays back another song. Happy whistling, an old tune, sung with passion.
Magic moments
When two hearts are caring
Magic moments
Memories we've been sharing
I'll never forget the moment
We kissed the night of the hayride
The way that we hugged to try to keep warm
While taking a sleigh ride
Magic moments
Memories we've been sharing
Magic moments
When two hearts are caring
Time can't erase the memory of
These magic moments filled with love
The telephone call
That tied up the line for hours and hours
The Saturday dance I got up the nerve
To send you some flowers
Magic moments
Memories we've been sharing
Magic moments
When two hearts are caring
Time can't erase the memory of
These magic moments filled with love
The way that we cheered
Whenever our team was scoring a touch down
The time that the floor fell out of my car
When I put the clutch down
The penny arcade, the games that we played
The fun and the prizes
The Halloween hop when everyone came
In funny disguises
Magic moments
Filled with love
The PA speakers fall silent again after the song ends on its happy whistling notes.
Just letting everyone know, if you have Ms. Sally duffle drop it off her in her room per her request
Winters signing off
INVESTIGAAAAAATORS! I am excited beyond all excitement to bring you tonight's Investigation. It's a core Investigation, and something we've been ignoring for some time. The topic for tonight is re-addressing the basics of The Program...
Firstly, we will be joined by a very, very special guest. Now I haven't actually sent out the invite, but they'll know: BEE, an intrepid investigator that has assisted the mall many a time, shall assist us in investigating the key topic of tonight:
"Relaxation is Killing You"
New Investigators certainly need to be introduced to this foundational concept,, and my more "seasoned" Investigators? Lord knows we can use your experience, insight, and leadership as we ever hone our minds and hearts through the tenets of The Program. Namaste everyone, I'll see you very soon.
Good evening, my fellow investigators! I have terrific news, we are BACK soon! And we will be INVESTIGATING a brand new theme, possibly the SPOOKIEST topic we've tackled to date...
"The Other"
Be it a friend, lover, an enemy, monster, or an alien, There is no scarier thing in the world than the fundamental separation between us and the world around us. Some of these things want to kill us, fewer share our basic interests, but mostly and perhaps the most terrifying, The Other doesn't give a shit about us at all, ha ha ha. Namaste, everyone. I will see you all soon!
We have a new arrival in the mall: Daniel Leoni. He survived on his own in Louisville for all these months. He brought in a truckload of supplies which he generously shared with the community, so be sure to give him a warm welcome and show him around. Just go easy on him, he's still got a fever to fight off. Nolan, over and out.
Oh I see, thanks for explaining Grace
Found him on the road to the race track. There's another body out there, named Nagata by their ID. Could only carry one, so I brought back the first I found.
Oh wow
Who's that? And where'd you even find him?
The body of Preston Barlow is in the doctor's office for anybody to pay their respects. If someone could kindly report in if they knew him, and how we should put him to final rest, please do so in the next 24 hours.
Thanks for getting my ass Trex, hope you like the beer
Cracks & Buzzing in the background Trying LDRF Mode...Okay...This is PFC. Winters, Mall do you copy? I'm at the lodge, alone and uh...i kind of need bit of direction on getting back because i'm sure as hell gonna be lost in that blizzard. Over.
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HELLO WESLEY. THANK YOU FOR CELEBRATING ME. YOUR SHOW GIVES ME THE STRENGTH TO CARRY ON EVEN WHEN THINGS SEEM DARK. I CAN FEEL MYSELF DEVELOPING AS I LET YOUR QUESTIONS BEFALL MY BRAIN.
MY SEX LIFE IS OKAY. I HAVE VARIOUS TOOLS AT MY DISPOSAL THAT MAKE FOR AN ENJOYABLE TIME EVEN WHILE I AM STUCK HERE ALL BY MYSELF.
Tonight investigations shall be afoot once again, but rather than frumping about in the dark and discussing the failures and successes of our bereaving, our benefiting, our money making, we're going to do something a little different... A celebration of YOU. That's right. Tonight is all about you. We have been hard at work "in the mines" so to speak, but sometimes it's important to reflect on the staggering progress each of us has made through the majesty of The Program, so tonight our theme for Investigation is... "The Program Works"
Call in tonight and tell me all about how Investigations and investigating has utterly transformed your life. What sort of treasures have befallen you since your initiation to our work together? How much money have you made? How much weight have you lost? How's your career, your sex life, etc. going since beginning your work in our community? Namaste everyone. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
Namaste, my Investigators. I unfortunately must lay low and rest this evening, but rest assured we will be having a proper tomorrow evening in place of tonight's. In the meantime, just act as normal as possible. Lock it down, hold it together. As difficult as it is to go without Investigations for an evening, no one will understand if you freak out and melt down, not the police, not your social workers, not your Parole Officer. Don't fuck up your life tonight, and we'll regroup tomorrow. Namaste.
Get out of my office and stop looking at my scripts.
Rotor whirrling
Hello & Good Evening once again Crossroads Mall.
This Sgt. Franklin Macon speaking once again. How are you holding up Crossroads? Are you okay?
Why am i asking you may ask? I'll be frank with you citizens, i took some time recently to review the malls history, its past residents. Some known and others not and you know what i found? That all of them at one point or the other, had suffered from sort of outburst, a mental breakdown. I have come to the conclusion that your mental health is one the top unrecognised and untreated issues we're all facing in our situation.
Some may go to the alcohol to forget the reality, while others may overwork just to not think about it and then there are those who lash out
Keeping those feelings inside is not healthy and doesnt lead to anything good, especially now where so mamy have fallen because they finally snapped. Whilst neither me nor Dr. Tully are trained psychologists/psychiatrists im in firm belief both of ours office are always open for heart to heart conversation.
And once again, we're still waiting your questions and additionally, we have launched a recruitment drive, check out the poster outside our office or ask one of the Marshalls for further details.
That's all for now folks, goodnight and lights out Crossroads. Macon over & out.
My heartfelt condolences. I am so very sorry for your loss.
Gavin Blairse, George Sewell, and Erik Gadolin have all fallen in combat and their bodies have been located, returned to the mall by a search team, and cleaned. They can be visited in my office for the next twenty-four hours, after which we will be getting a team together for a formal burial. Thank you.
To all Crossroads Mall residents: If you find across your way a damaged body armor of any kind, feel free to drop it on or near the desk in our office. PFC. Winters will try his best to fix and salvage ones he can
Sounds of gunfire and moans of multiple infected coming through radio
Cracks through the radio Hello...This thing working again? Shit
Only bad news for the night is, George is missing in the neighborhood north. If anybody else is awake and ready for a search party mission, speak now, please. Over.
I look forward to our meeting.
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Hello and welcome again Crossroad's Mall residents.
This is Sergeant Frankie again, with a short announcement. If you look out the window you may see snow falling down, thats right, winter has officially began so you should put on some warm clothes when you're going outside next time.
I would also like to remind that ballot box for Q/A is open 24/7 and i'll be happy to answer your questions during next airing.
Stay safe out there, Macon over & out.
The Mall's PA system plays back another song.
♫ Only you can make all this world seem right ♫
♫ Only you can make the darkness bright ♫
♫ Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do ♫
♫ And fill my heart with love for only you ♫
♫ Oh, only you can do make all this change in me ♫
♫ For it's true, you are my destiny ♫
♫ When you hold my hand I understand the magic that you do ♫
♫ You're my dream come true, my one and only you ♫
♫ Oh oh, only you can do make this change in me ♫
♫ For it's true, you are my dest—
The music cuts out abruptly.
Hi thank you for reaching US Army Crossroads Mall Community Outreach Line
Its mrs Macon, mrs. Diana, as much as i would have loved to taste your cooking as i heard its quiet good i already ate a bowl of soup from the fridge, i believe it was yours making aswell, quiet good i must say.
Regardless maybe next time Diana but you stay stay safe out there
Hello, Mister Macon! The big question of the day is: Are you hungry? If you are, we will fix it with a little splash of vegetable oil, a few thistles to taste, and a good stock of freshly caught bird, supercabbage from the alien garden, supercarrot, wild potato, a few local mushrooms, and, would you believe it, boiled dandelions! Yes! You in fact can use them for cooking. Now I would not recommend just throwing a bunch of dandelions into a soup willy nilly, but if you activate your senses and tune in that nose, you can really make magic happen in your pallet! Til later! Diana!
Hello and good morning Crossroads Mall residents.
I may not know you and you may not know me. My name is Sergeant Franklin Macon and i'm the acting commanding officer of the US Army squad located inside your mall.
I understand that you are all frustrated and confused about the current situation, something I experienced from you and ourself, which i why i elected myself to from now on hold transmissions like these from on, hear and answers your questions. PFC. Winters had set up for me a ballot box into which you can drop the notes with your questions which had been placed inside waiting room of our office but we also take radio message, emails and phone messages under: 01-838-US-ARMY-14. We'll be more than happy to answer them during next airing.
Till the next time, Sgt. Macon signing off
I'd love it if you took that live. There's only so much greatness that the airwaves can handle at once.
Namaste, Bee! Thank you so much for calling in, hah-HAH! Yes, as a matter of fact, the United States Armed Forces ARE in the Mall! We've had all sorts of Federal Agents in here! FBI, CIA, NSA, DOD, CDC, all of these deceitful jackals have been infiltrating the mall and subsequently dying ever since the Mist descended! And they are a MAJOR Archetype! Haha!
With the storm having come, radio signals are assuredly weak. This is why I heartily recommend callers call in through the mall payphones or directly at the P.A terminals in Jim's office, the PA room, or better yet- come and participate LIVE in my, Wesley Fhtagneer's, personal studio! I look forward to all your calls. Namaste.
HELLO WESLEY. PERSONALLY I HAVE NOTICED A DISTINCT LACK OF LAW ENFORCEMENT AND ARMY PERSONNEL DURING MY ROOF VISITS. DO YOU NOT HAVE THOSE IN THE MALL? HAHA.
MAYBE I WILL GIVE UP MY DRONE PILOT GIG AND HAVE BEETLE BECOME THE MALL SHERIFF.