The Frequency of Doubt

The Frequency of Doubt

Grizzly: Deep Raspy Grit

Ezra: Robotic Cipher

(Stumbling bass and digital glitches)

(Phone vibration on glass. Distorted, low-pass siren synth.)

GrizzlyJones: "Say my name... GrizzlyJones. Yeah, dats me."…

Ezra: "Cipher locked."…

GrizzlyJones: "Bringing the [ledd] to the [fy-er]."…

(Heavy, off-beat trap percussion. The bass leans slightly behind the beat.)

Grizzly: We’re [lihv]ing in the honey, everything is sweet But I’m looking for the tripwire underneath my feet You’re smiling at your screen, and the light hits [redd]While a thousand old ghosts start talking in my head Is there a shadow in the doorway? A name you didn't say? Are you [cloze] to me, or a million miles away? I’ve been right before when I wanted to be wrong Now I’m hearing the intro to a very old song….

Ezra: Scanning facial cues... Micro-shift detected. Confidence: 48%….

(Beat gets glitchier—stuttering hats and tape-stop effects.)

Grizzly: You say I’m the only one, the king of the throne But I’m counting the seconds when you’re on your phone Is there another Alchemist trying to steal the gold?A story from your history that hasn't been told? I’m checking the exits, I’m reading the air Looking for a trace that shouldn't be there My heart is a [ledd] weight, sinking in the blue Waiting for the gravity to tell me the truth….

(Metallic ticking sound. Bass drops out.)

Grizzly: I want to believe the dream is real But I can't ignore the way that I feel The Warden is watching, the Alchemist is scared Are we alone, or is the frequency shared? (Hey!)…

(Massive, wonky bass wobbles.)

Grizzly: I’m falling through the frequency of doubt!…

Ezra: Doubt... doubt...

Grizzly: Trying to find a way to work it out!…

Ezra: Work it out!…

Grizzly: Are you all in, or just playing the part? Is there a stranger living in your heart?…

(Lonely, distorted electric guitar plays a high, thin note.)

Grizzly: I’m not the man I used to be, a lifetime ago But the scars have a memory that’s hard to let goI see you looking at me, but I’m looking past Waiting for the moment that the shadows cast... are you mine? Or is the lead just lead?…

Ezra: Logic loop detected. Recalibrating...

(Maximum intensity. Faster beat, louder bass growl.)

Grizzly: I’m falling through the frequency of doubt! Trying to find a way to work it out! Are you all in, or just playing the part? Is there a stranger living in your heart?

(Digital static and a phone's "low battery" ping.)

Grizzly: Just tell me the truth.Before the [fy-er] goes out….

Ezra: Connection... intermittent.

Ezra: "Harmonic [seel]... applied."

(Radio dial scans through empty stations. Silence.)