by Mike Wech
"His arm is missing. His guts are ripped right out. Three big scratches ripped through him from his chest down to his waist. He's completely torn open."
"No way, I did that. No. No. No! It’s impossible."
"His face. It’s the same as Santiago's, same as Donald's. It’s all the same face, the same fucking face. They’re scared shitless about something.”
Something banged hard again! There was a loud thump!
“Holy fuck. Fuck! One of the bodies fell off the rack behind me. The one’s, the body's in plastic."
I hear something moving, sliding.
"What the fuck! It moved. I swear. That body just moved!"
"Something is pulling it across the floor"
"Fuck! Fuck!"
"Let me out! Somebody let me out!"
Oh my God. I hear something sliding or dragging. It’s creepy, fucked up sounding. Eddie's running, he’s at the door. I hear him banging on the door, screaming.
“Let me out! Get me the fuck out of here!"
"HEY! Somebody let me out! "
"It's coming for me! Jesus Christ! Let me... Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”
That generator is getting louder. Something is scraping, banging off the floor. I hear the door open. Someone came in. I hear them.
“Eddie. Eddie? Are you okay? Eddie!”
Something hit the ground again. It's that priest, I remember his voice.
“Eddie! Eddie, speak to me!”
I hear growling, sounds. Animal sounds like some wild animal defending itself. It’s hissing, groaning.
“Eddie?" Can you here me? Eddie!"
That priest is doing something to Eddie. What is he doing?
"Ose if you are in him, I command you to speak. In the name of Jesus, Ose I command you to speak! “In nomine lesu praecipio tibi ut relinquat!”
Something just banged loudly! I hear a disturbing, gravelly voice…
“Consummatum est!”
It banged again hard! I hear moaning. The tape went off. That was it. That was it.
JOURNAL ENTRY:
SATURDAY, MARCH 12, 2011 – 3:19 PM
ENTERED BY MELODY SWANN.
That was the last time I heard from Eddie. I received these tapes February 21, 2011, almost two months after his last contact with me. In accordance to his wishes, I went back to the lingual institute to have these journals translated.
Eddie’s last words were spoken in a guttural voice in Latin, “Consummatum est!” which means, “It is finished!”
Moments earlier the priest had commanded in Latin, “In The Name of Jesus, I command you to leave.”
Who or what he was talking to remains a mystery.
I traveled to Dell City in late January, when we first reported Eddie missing. I never found Uphir, nor would anyone talk about it in town. There were no hotels to stay at there and by sunset we were asked to leave by the town Sheriff.
We then made several requests to the Texas State Police to set up a rescue mission for Eddie, but nothing has materialized at the time of this publication.
A month later this last batch of tapes and journals arrived in my mailbox. They had no return address or postage. They were simply signed “ a friend.”
I am still hoping that other tapes or journals may mysteriously appear in my mailbox. Since I know, that there is more to this story.
I beseech the person known as “a friend” to come forward and tell me the truth about what happened to Eddie in Uphir.
I write this with the sincere hope that anyone with information regarding Eddie’s investigation contact me at [email protected].
Your cooperation will be kept strictly confidential.
This journal is published in memory of Eddie Hansen.
I pray someday we will see each other again.
TRANSLATIONS FROM THE RECORDINGS.
In accordance with Eddie’s wishes the following are transcriptions from the Beverly Hills Lingual Institute are provided to add clarity to these recordings and help make sense of Eddie’s story.
PAGE 16:
“Ego animo habitant quemadmodum habitarunt hoc recording” is Latin meaning “I will inhabit your soul as I inhabit this recording.
PAGE 30:
הנשמה שלך היא שלי
Is Hebrew translated to “Your soul is mine.”
PAGE 39:
“Avertir Hansen qui Ose est ici” is Latin meaning “Tell Hansen that Ose is here!”
PAGE 51:
“Egó eímai o Theós tou myaloú sas. Tha Eímai pánta mazí sas” is Greek, which translates to, “I am the God of your mind. I will always be with you.”
PAGE 220:
“Daemones mihi vivere. I ad eas pertinent. Et videbis credidisti! Capiam Dei solium dominabitur homines nequam,” is Latin, which translates to, “The demons live in me. I belong to them. You shall see and believe. I will storm the throne of God and rule over wicked men.”
PAGE 224:
Deus miserere mei. Recede! Egredere de me, is Latin, which translates to, “God have mercy on me. Depart. Get out of me.”
PAGE 225:
“Eo Consumam. Edam corporis,” is Latin, which translates to, “I will consume him. We will eat his body.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Mike Wech is a writer, director and editor living in Los Angeles CA. Originally from Buffalo, Mike began his career in New York as an actor with appearances on Liquid Television, America's Most Wanted, One Life To Live and All My Children; as well as numerous stage plays.
Moving behind the camera Mike began work as a writer crafting television commercials and shows like VH1's Fairway to Heaven. Mike worked as a writer, producer, director, editor, camera operator and in various other capacities learning his craft as he moved into feature films.
His first feature, the post apocalyptic, The Moment After2: The Awakening, directed by Wes Llewellyn sold over a million dollars on DVD. More features and television shows followed including the critically acclaimed docu-drama, South Dakota, with Star Wars Producer, Howard Kazanjian and Director, Bruce Isacson, and the gritty crime drama, The Exodus of Charlie Wright, starring Andy Garcia, Aidan Quinn, Gina Gershon and Luke Goss, directed by R. Ellis Frazier.
With an eye on producing his own material, Mike continued writing for his clients, while penning the Award Nominated screenplay, Your Life The Movie.
SEVEN-X is Mike's debut novel and the first in the forthcoming SEVEN-X series of books.
Horror fans get ready for a creepy, unsettling ride into your worst nightmare!
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SEVEN-X
MIKE WECH
DEDICATION
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
SEVEN-X