"Good. Maybe those damn shows will stop coming around. Not our fault that guy was fucking nuts."–Jason D, Nobility resident

"He shot me. So, not really tore up or anything."–Wes W, Nobility resident

"Yeah, I heard he was unbalanced, you know?"–Lyra S, Nobility resident

"I wish he'd found something out there. I do. Then maybe they'd stopped that damn reservoir and I wouldn't have had to move into my daughter's two bedroom."–Matt C, Nobility resident

Under the lights, with the camera trained on him, Cushing looked at Maverick Casey. The lights obscured his view enough that twenty-year-old caked in old age makeup and a fake paunch almost looked like the real deal.

This would have to do.

So sorry, Maverick, Cushing thought. With no backers, Cushing took his and Brian's footage to the producers of American Myths and Monsters. The new director and show runner took an immediate interest.

"You okay?" Josh asked.

"Of course." Cushing said. "Let's do it."

Josh nodded and once again, Cushing put on his best Rod Serling.

"It's been three years. The body of Maverick Casey has never been recovered, and the bottoms are now a vast reservoir. Once the water rose, a couple of fisherman came upon a cave that was once high in the hills, now sitting at water level. Inside, they made a shocking and grisly discovery. There, lying on the cold earth was a skeleton, clad in a costume made from a ghillie suit and some scraps of a moth-eaten fur coat.

"He'd been there for decades. Using dental records, the body was positively identified as that of Franklin 'Bubba' Casey, Maverick Casey's father. His death was determined to be the result of a gunshot. They also found footprints, where someone had recently visited the cave.

"The cave eventually flooded. The body was interred next to the grave containing Maverick's mother and Maverick's grave, which contains nothing."

Cushing went to the funeral. Jet and Roman didn't notice him; then again, they didn't notice anything. They never looked at the casket. Instead, they stared at the line of trees at the rear of the cemetery.

Maybe they were waiting to see something.

"In the end," Cushing said. "I like to think Mr. Casey found his monster. That he..." Cushing took a deep breath. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Josh said.

"I'm James Cushing," Cushing said. "And this has been a special episode of American Myths and Monsters."

Josh called "cut". The sound mixer's bell rang. As the set came alive with the movement of the crew, Cushing exhaled. Josh patted him on the shoulder. Cushing said thanks and walked off of the set.