Gordon had been reading emails, and appeared to be listening intently to something before he leaned back and took on a puzzled expression then taking his earbuds out. Jackson watched him from the Motel bed, holding the remote control in his hand, he was flipping through channel after channel looking for something to watch, but not finding anything. “I haven’t seen that look for a while. What’s up?” Jackson asked. Gordon took a deep breath before walking over to the restroom sink and splashing cold water on his face, he comes walking back in wiping the water off with a hand towel before throwing it back by the sink. “Mute the TV, you need to listen to this!” Gordon says, as he pulls the power plug from his laptop and walks over to where Jackson is sitting upright on the bed. Handing him the laptop, Jackson puts the earbuds in, and presses play
After about 5 minutes, he pulls the earbuds out and looks at Gordon “What the hell was that? You getting into some Mathcore or Goth or something?” Gordon chuckled as he took the laptop back, returning it to the table where he was working. “So, it came as an attachment to an email wherein describes the backstory. According the the writer (which appears to be the Husband), he and his Wife live in New York, and his Wife was a Student at Columbia University. Both audiophiles, sound techs, whatever, they liked to record stuff.” Jackson harrumphs showing that he thinks it doctored. “Yeah, I thought it was made up as well. But, Jack, the Husband, goes on to describe that his Wife was doing Student work at WKCR-89.9 the Student Radio station at Columbia and you can hear her at the end. Well, their Daughter liked to sleep to the soothing sounds of her Mother… wait for it, Jill is her name. Yeah, I know.” Gordon takes a sip of his beer before continuing. “So Jack and Jill’s Daughter Meghan, likes to enjoy hearing the music and the sound of her Mother’s voice while she sleeps, and randomly, the baby monitor is setup to record on certain algorithms. I have no clue, Jack went into a little detail, but suffice it to say, they did not edit this, it was simply a recording through the baby monitor. Now, what is weird, according to Jill, is that she never played any such thing as the sound of the voices that Evening, usually she just plays light music, jazz, classical and so on. Safe music that Meghan could sleep to.” Taking a deep breath, Gordon stands up finishing his beer and heads over to toss it in the can and get another. Jackson, sitting digesting what he just heard pipes up asking “Are these two friends of yours?” Gordon pops the top and takes a long draft before looking at Jackson “Nope, got it through my channels. Jake sent it to me, says he got it from a friend of his. Thought I would be interested in it.”
“In the email, it included a rough deciphering of what was being said:
1. August 22 1985 Arimichaelis?? Tulio sister of millie, margaret.. domanic…. and joe, wife of william, mother of mary, lisa? and billy.
2. July 4 1987 peter dunwell son of robert
3. November 1988 john byrne?? son of john brother of catherine
4. December 21 1988 Barry Valentino son of Barry snr. brother Scott
5. February 1985 Frank Oppenheimer brother of Robert
6. May 1987 Henrietta Graham
7. March 17 1988 Edward McNellis?? brother of william , june… peggy
8. April 1988 Rupert ??
9. October 1988 Morgan Tunic?? father of Barbara, husband of Elsie “Barbara’s Dad”.
BELL – rinse and repeat.