I found these tapes about the disappearance of Torner Forest [Part 1]

Short background before I play you the tapes, I love collecting old VHS tapes, Betamax videos, Cassette tapes, pretty anything that I can get my hands on. When I do collect them, eventually I convert it to video or audio clips and add it to my files. Most of the videos or movies that were on the tapes were normal, older popular movies, families recording birthdays, you know, the normal stuff. The cassette tapes were my favorite. While they were a majority of the time just something mundane, like a talk show, or some old crappy version of a podcast, the treasures that?d I love to find where the really dark ones. The ones equivalent of you going deep into the dark web to find. I had a fixation on them.
I came across something that?leaves me horrified to say the least. I found a collection of unnamed cassette tapes that have a majority of interviews, eye witness statements, and assorted information about the disappearance of Torner Forest, ID. As best as I can gather from the tapes, it was a small town in northern Idaho, fairly close the Canadian border, but there is one problem. It doesn?t exist. Google it, I swear it doesn?t exist. What I can gather from the tapes to what happened there is so ****ed that I, well I can?t go anywhere else with this. My friends think I?m crazy or it?s just a fake, and I just need someone to agree with me. Something happened to Torner Forest and its residents.
Interview 1, Tape 1 ? Miss Catherine Sweetey
Agent Blodgroe: Ma?am, My name is Agent Blodgroe. I will be conducting an interview today about what happened in Torner Forest. Can you please state your full name, age, and how long you lived in Torner Forest for?
Miss Sweetey: Oh we?re starting?? Uh. My name is Catherine Rose Sweetey. I?m uh?34, and I?ve lived in Torner Forest since I was about twenty. I moved her with my ex-
Agent Blodgroe: Very good ma?am, thank you. Start by telling us where you were on August 14th, 1975.
Miss Sweetey: Hmmpf. Well I worked at the local daycare. We had one of those big wildlife research facilities, and a majority of the people who lived here worked at the facility and needed someone to watch their kids. The daycare was so full that day, all the kids were laughing and playing. That morning was so sunny outside, we let them play on the swing set and the sandbox we had. I remember?
Agent Blodgroe: That?s good enough ma?am. Did you see anything happen unusual that day?
Miss Sweetey: If you hadn?t interrupted me, I would have. As I was saying, I remember looking up to the sky and seeing no clouds. It was a perfect day, a crisp 75 degrees outside. I watched the kids for the next hour or so, when it was time to bring the kids inside for a snack and the first lesson for the day. Now I don?t know if you know Idaho weather very well, but it changes fast. Very fast. I?ve seen it go from sunny to snowing within an hour, in late spring nonetheless. But when the weather changed this time, it was so fast it was unnatural. The temperature plummeted so quickly that one of the boys, Anthony, started to have an asthma attack right then. It went from that sunny day to what felt like a bad freezing day in winter. I was able to stop Anthony?s asthma attack, and we got all of the kids inside. Shortly thereafter, parents started to pick up their kids, worried about what the weather might mean for the day. Usually, we have anywhere between 10 to 15 kids there. About an hour after the freakish change in weather, only two were left.
Agent Blodgroe: Jacob Moore and Rebecca Palstry right? The two kids you brought with you to the police station here in Whitefish?
Miss Sweetey: Unfortunately, the only two. Their parents never arrived that day. My partner, Abigail Hickey, left early to go home so it was just me with the kids. We were there for another two to three hours and then?
Agent Blodgroe: And then what?
Miss Sweetey: Those?things. God?s punishment. He was the only one with the power to resculpt their flesh in that horrible vision. One of them was my neighbor, Mrs. Hawgreath. She was 67 years old! And she was crawling around like a spider! She even had two more limbs growing out of her chest, they were long and pointy, like a spiders leg. Her mouth unhinged, stretching impossibly wide, and released this horrible howl. Then?she saw me. I had only just stepped outside the door, and I was able to step inside and lock the door before she got there. But she was fast. Too fast. Faster than Olympic athletes doing the sprint. She slammed the door like a bull, and then she just kept hitting the door. Over and over again. And she never stopped moaning, this low guttural moan.
Agent Blodgroe: \Chuckles** what like a zombie?
Miss Sweetey: Worse. So much worse. There was no air being sucked in for her to breath. She just moaned endlessly.
Agent Blodgroe: I?apologize ma?am. Please continue. What did you do from there?
Miss Sweetey: Thank God that it worked, because I don?t know what I would have done if it hadn?t. We had this bell on the back of the building for when the kids were playing outside, that way we could let them know it was time to come inside. I rang that bell, and when she charged around the building, I snuck the kids out to my car. When I turned my car on, she charged me again from the other side of the building. I ended up hitting her to get out of the complex, and she stood up too! I didn't even realize how close I was to dying either. I hadn't noticed the two holes she had put in my side mirror and door trying to get me. God must have punished us for something. God would only do that to people if they deserved to be punished.
Agent Blodgroe: Did you leave the town straight after then?
Miss Sweetey: Yes. I drove to the closest town, Whitefish, and went straight to the police department. They told me I was crazy! Took the kids from me and locked me in a jail cell. I sat here for a couple days, and then you showed up.
Agent Blodgroe: Thank you for the information Ma?am. Your assistance is appreciated.
Miss Sweetey: That?s it? Are you going to tell me what happened to the?\click\
End of Interview 1.
Interview 2, Tape 1 ? Mr. Jacob Klein
Agent Blodgroe: Mr. Klein, My name is Agent Blodgroe. I will be conducting an interview today about what happened in Torner Forest. Can you please state your full name, age, and how long you lived in Torner Forest for?
Mr. Klein: Don?t call me Mr. Klein, alright? That was my father?s ****ing title. I go by Jake. Jacob if I hate your ass, and I?m pretty close to hating yours. Fancy tie and ****. I?m 26. I lived in Torner forest for about a year, before recent events.
Agent Blodgroe: Good. Why did you move to Torner Forest Jake?
Mr. Klein: I got an offer to work at the wildlife research building as intern when I graduated college a year ago. Then I was fired about a month in. I didn?t have the money to move, so I got a job at the local dinner to save up my money to get the hell out of this ****hole of a state.
Agent Blodgroe: Okay?Do you know why you were fired?
Mr. Klein: Of course I ****ing do. I broke the rules. As an intern, the amount of locations that I could go to inside of the research facility were limited to say the least. It felt like they were hiding something. Something very big. Something either illegal, or very dangerous. And I was super curious to find out. I broke into one of the rooms, and that was that. I got caught and they fired me. It was a big waste of energy and time, because I didn?t see ****ing anything. Empty counters. Who knows, maybe that saved my life if they were shady enough.
Agent Blodgroe: Did you notice anything unusual?
Mr. Klein: Of course I did, why do you think I broke in you *******. There were a lot of blood vials and packs being taken in. Never out. Only in.
Agent Blodgroe: Interesting. Where were you on August 14th, 1975?
Mr. Klein: That?s the day the **** went down right? I was working the diner most of the morning. I got off right before that weird drop in temperature that happened. I had been living out of my car for about a month, so that **** sucked. Felt like I was freezing to death inside my car. Then some weird **** started to happen. People started stumbling out the diner, puking their guts out, they started to fall down and they never got back up. After that I panicked, and high tailed my ass out of there.
Agent Blodgroe: How did you end up in Roosville then?
Mr. Klein: Got caught crossing the border with something I shouldn?t have.
Agent Blodgroe: Right Jake.
Mr. Klein: Jacob. I really don?t like your smug looks.
Agent Blodgroe: Mr. Klein. The mass amounts of cocaine you were trying to smuggle into Canada. Well. I thank you for your assistance.
Mr. Klein: That?s it? You don?t need anything else? Are you going to hold up your end of the deal then? Get me out of the ****hole that I am in?
Agent Blodgroe: Nope. Your assistance has been appreciated. Unfortunately for you?
Mr. Klein: Hey, what the fu?\Bang**
Agent Blodgroe: You are longer needed. Bridges! Clean this **** up! \click**
End of Interview 2.


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