(faint siren humming)
- [Radio Voice] Here is a special
and urgent message for you.
This is WKRG bringing you important news
from civil defense.
A state of emergency has been issued across Essex County
by the National Weather Service,
with governor Wayne urging citizens to stay in their homes,
lock the doors, relieve use of electric appliances,
and most importantly
do not get caught in the winds.
(vigorous hammering)
Those individuals tainted by the storm
are reported to behave erratic and violently.
Be wary of those around you.
They may be a danger to your wellbeing.
(bell tolling)
Latest disclosure indicates that the wind
started around 5:15 PM.
Protected law enforcement officers
are being mobilized to control the streets
of distressed homeless and sick individuals
as reports of looting and unlawful break ins
have grown significantly over the last several hours.
Cooperate with civil defense workers
and they will help you.
We will remain on the air to update listeners
as we monitor the phenomena.
Until then, this has been 97.8 WKRG
bringing you the news and tunes of the countryside.
♪ I waited by the chapel door ♪
♪ But you weren't ♪ (loud slamming)
♪ In the silence of the night ♪
(door creaking) (faint radio music playing)
(metal rattling) (eerie music)
- Who the fuck are you? - Don't shoot.
Don't shoot. - Who are you?
- My name is Jacob.
My name is Jacob Thompson.
- How did you get into my house?
- Your cellar hatch was unlocked.
- God damn it.
- Look, I had no other choice.
The dust clouds came in and...
- You didn't caught in those winds, did you?
- No, no, no.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
I made it in here before it got to me.
- Where you live around here?
You're not one of them rabid, fucking homeless?
- No, no, no.
36 Elmund Road, off the river.
I barkeep The Weary Traveler on weeknights.
You ever been?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm been.
- Look, I am...
I didn't break anything.
I promise that.
- You broke into my house.
- Well...
- All right.
Come upstairs, get yourself cleaned up.
You can stay until this blows through.
I don't need your safety on my conscience.
Name's Arnold, Arnold Cunningham.
- Thank you, Mr. Cunningham.
- [Radio Voice] Some locals believe the cause to be
that of a foreign attack.
But these claims...
- [Arnold] Say, where were you headed when it came?
- I was just trying to make my way home.
Wasn't safe to stay in the truck so,
I had to test my look on foot.
Test my luck, I sure did.
- [Radio Voice] Unlike anything seen in this century.
The sun has disappeared and the befouled winds
have come.
Pastor Miller of Saint Sebastian parish
says judgment is upon us.
We have met the end of the day.
- That's enough of that.
The world falls apart.
These people run to scare you to death.
Teach you how to live.
- So sir,
you live here alone?
- Didn't used to.
- Have you any...
(loud rattling)
Have you any idea what it is out there?
- You read the Bible?
- Not since a church school as a boy, no.
- "I sent a plague among you in the manner of Egypt.
I slew your young men by the sword
along with their captured horses.
I made the stench of your camp rise up in your nostrils.
Yet you have not returned to me" Amos,4:10.
So whatever's going on out there,
maybe we deserve it. (eerie music)
- You think this is God's work?
- Not the God I thought I knew.
Hey kid.
(coughing)
You barkeep with The Weary Traveler, huh?
- Part time.
(laughing)
(suspenseful music)
(faint radio chatter)
- [Radio Voice] Uncontrolled hysteria.
- Hey kid?
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct chatter)
(softly sobbing) (intensifying music)
(banging and rattling)
I hope it was all right that I used your restroom
While you were out.
You sure can handle your whiskey, Mr. Cunningham.
Everything all right?
- Let's have a seat. (indistinct radio chatter)
- Yeah.
Something happened while I was gone?
- I got a postulation
burrowing in my head.
When and where did you leave your truck
before you got to my house?
- Uh, uh, I don't really know.
It got kind of hard to see
once the dust clouds rolled in.
Like, six.
- You didn't get caught in those winds, huh?
- No.
- Takes me about five, 10 minutes
to get to The Weary Traveler by foot.
Radio tells me the wind started blowing by 5:15.
You tell me you entered my home before the winds hit,
but you would have come upon my home
much earlier than 7:30,
if you were coming by way of The Weary Traveler.
And I sure know that somebody trying to catch shelter
from the eyes of a cataclysmic storm
wouldn't take nearly two hours to do so.
Especially if the nearest residence
was only five, 10 minutes away
from where you're coming by foot
(suspenseful music)
So I'm gonna ask you to again.
You lying lightweight son of a bitch,
did you get caught in the winds?
(indistinct faint radio chatter)
- I don't know what you're trying to say.
- Show me you're arm!
You take me for an idiot?
Roll up your bandage!
I outta throw you out in those winds myself.
- You best stop pointing that shotgun at me!
(gun clicking)
- What's the matter?
Feeling a little ill?
- Okay, okay.
(indistinct radio chatter)
I didn't know.
- Get out of my house.
I let you in,
now I'm telling you to get out.
- Wait a minute.
You can't just,
you can't just throw me out there.
- Now!
♪ He's the man with the big old cape ♪
♪ Where the sign says general eight ♪
(grunting) (cheerful music on radio)
(eerie music)
(gun firing)
(wind howling)
(gun firing)
(faint wheezing)
(banging and rattling)
(faint wheezing)
(chuckling)
(banging and rattling) (laughing)
- [Radio Voice] The Howling Wind storm
continues to ravish the greater northwest region
leaving panic and chaos in its path.
The National Weather Service would like to remind
citizens of Essex County, stay in your homes.
Lock the doors.
Relieve use of electric appliances,
and most importantly, don't get caught in the wind.
(faint bell tolling) (wind howling)