Fox Whiskers: This is Fox Whiskers here, riding down this good ol' stretch of road called the interstate, anybody got anything to say tonight? Over.
Hound Dog: Hello there Foxwhiskers, this is Hound Dog, how are you? Over.
FW: Hello Hound Dog, I'm just dandy, you? Over.
HD: I'm great, over.
FW: That's good to hear. What're you running? Over.
HD: I'm the big soda truck, over.
FW: Oh? You got anything for me? [Laughter] over.
HD: [Laughter] No, not unless you're stopping in Tallahassee, over.
FW: Naw, I ain't stopping in Tallahassee, I'm stopping in Lenoresfield. Over.
HD: Lenoresfield? The hell are you running? Over.
FW: Family, we have our own CB radio installed, over.
HD: Oh? The missus must be asleep huh? Over.
FW: Yeah, Mrs. Whiskers fell asleep 'bout an hour ago, shortly after we traded places. Over.
HD: Heh, be glad you have a copilot, over.
FW: Oh yeah, makes the trip much shorter, over.
HD: I'll bet. Sometimes I wish I had a copilot, over.
[The next hour is full of a comfortable silence.]
FW:[Panicked] Hound Dog, you still there?! Over!
HD: [Concerned] Yeah Fox Whiskers what's the matter? Over.
FW: D-d-do you know where the n-next hospital is? Over.
HD: Yeah, there should be one in the next town, what's wrong? Over.
FW: Mrs. Whiskers, she-she-she s-s-s-stopped breathingafew minutes ago. Over.
HD: What'd you mean Mrs. Whiskers stopped breathing over?
FW: I-I-Idon't know, this shadow jus' flew right past us and she suddenly let out a loud gasp and cried out, h-h-holding h-h-her throat. Over.
HD: A shadow? Over.
FW: [Worried] Yes, that's what I said, a Shadow, over!
HD: Why don't you call for an ambulance Fox Whiskers? Over.
FW: No cell service. Shit. [Static] me.
HD: What was that Fox Whiskers?
FW: I just saw the Shadow again. Shit.Shit.Shit.
HD: [Worried] Fox Whiskers?
FW: It's behind me! Oh god! It'sbehindme!"
HD: What car are you in Fox Whiskers?
FW: Uh- shit, a green [garbled static], dinged up driver's side door. Fuck.
[Garbled static fills the CB again]
HD: Fox Whiskers?
HD: You there?
HD: Fox Whiskers?
I never again heard from Fox Whiskers, and there were no reports of missing people in a green car with a dinged up driver's side door. In fact, if I hadn't found this recording, I wouldn't have ever remembered this incident. It's almost as if they've been wiped from memory. This isn't the first time this has happened on this stretch of road either. I did some research, and it seems that particular stretch is called Dead Silent Road. It seems that not only do cell phones not work in that area, but neither do radios. In fact, I tried to raise a fellow trucker on that road and was only greeted with silence. I learned of the legend of Dead Silent Road from him. He said that I was lucky to have ever made contact with Fox Whiskers. He provided no more information on the subject, but I get the feeling that there's more to this story than he's letting on. My next assignment takes me to Lenoresfield, I have to deliver some frozen meat up to the Grand Oak Mall there. Maybe if I ask around about Fox Whisker's car, I'll learn some more. It's a long shot, but hey, it's worth it to me.