Dark Day

The Mystery of Flight 1237
Supliment

The mystery of Flight 1237 is one of the enduring mysteries resulting from Dark Day. The plane, which according to Hong Kong flight records, took off on New Years Eve and should have landed in Los Angeles around 6am, the same time that the Dark Day phenomenon began. It has been a little over one year since that day and I am revisiting it because the story has recently taken a sad, and some might say, a sinister turn. For those of you not familiar with the fate of Flight 1237 let me catch you up:
- the plane never landed in Los Angeles and was at first presumed to have gone down in the ocean.
- reports started coming in that a plane had crashed in a suburb northeast of the city.
- State and Federal officials later stated that indeed the plane had crashed and killed all onboard, but…
- photos taken of the scene of the crash by locals and according to witness testimony only a twenty foot section of the plane was actually found; however, bodies were found strewn over a ten mile path that were tied back to passengers on the plane.
- only half of the bodies were positively identified by their next of kin; the other half were presented only ashes and told their loved ones had been destroyed.

A small handful of passengers that were supposed to be on that flight had been delayed and were routed onto another flight the following week when things slowly began to return to normal, at least that is what the government wanted you to believe. I caught up with one of these “lucky” people a few months ago in an insane asylum. They had been committed by their own family for delusions and trauma caused by Dark Day.

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Fatal Rock

On 10 May 2000, a large group of Pop and Rock & Roll musicians, headed by the veteran rocking-for-a-cause Bruce Springsteen put on a massive two day show called "Bringing Back the Light: A concert for hope and recovery after Dark Day. The concert was held in Madison Square Garden to a sold-out audience and to millions of more people around the world via television. Mid-way through the concert all power went out plunging the crowd into darkness and into a massive panic. Forty people were trampled to death and a massive fire consumed most of the Garden and the surrounding area. The TV crews had abandoned their cameras and the whole scene, what could be seen in the light of fires and flashlights played out across the world. Instead of helping to ease fears it was seen as a colossal failure and only deepened the feeling of dread most people were still dealing with.

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Six Hours After Dark

12:00 P.M. 1 January 2000 six hours after dark

The small TV, propped up on the diner’s counter, is hard to see over the group of bobbing heads but the sound carries through the diner. The screen switches from a repeating public service announcement about staying indoors to the CNN logo. Cheesy ominous music plays while the title “Darkness Across The World” fades into view.

The view changes to that of a reporter, well known day time Entertainment reporter, Brad Johnson, and a busy newsroom behind him. His uniform is a tidy grey with a white shirt and light blue tie.

“Good morning, I’m Brad Johnson, and we are continuing our round the clock cover of what can only be called a complete blackout of the sky. We are still waiting for a speech by the President of the United States and will cut to it the moment it starts.”

“Until then we have assembled a panel of experts from the scientific, religious, and the fringe communities to discuss this phenomenon. My first guess is well renowned physicist Dr Russell Basset. Dr Basset heads up NASA’s deep space research who wrote a book two years ago about studying comet tails. Thank you for joining us tonight Dr, I guess people want to know what’s going on?”

The camera changes to a heavy set man with an unkempt beard and thick glasses sitting in an office. “Thank you for having me on your show Brad, this will be a first and last having a scientist on the entertainment program.” Both men laugh but its kind of forced. “Well, I can say that we are still here, that we haven’t been moved somewhere. We are in constant radio contact with the astronauts in the International Space Station. We are currently waiting on satellite imagery from the Hubble Telescope but according to them the entire planet is covered in some kind of inky black shroud.”

“Fascinating”, Brad cuts in nodding slowly; there is a slight dull look in his eyes. “So what exactly is this…shroud?”

Dr Basset hesitates for a few seconds then shrugs “No idea Brad, no one does. I suppose its possible that some form of gas cloud, or particle field could be moving across the earth, something we couldn’t see with our satellites.”

The camera pans back to Brad Johnson. “Well, if this phenomenon has stumped our scientific community, maybe our next guest can shed some light on the subject. He is Cardinal Myers, the cardinal of the dioceses of Washington DC. Cardinal, is this the day of reckoning?”

The camera changes to an office with book shelves lining the walls and a massive desk covered in papers and books. An older man with white hair, dressed in cardinal red, sits behind the desk.

“Rome has not made an official statement on this phenomenon but I think I can safely say that these are not the events set out in Revelations. There are a clear set of sign, portents, and events which will precede the great war between heaven and hell. For one, there has been no rapture…”

“The Rapture?” Brad cuts in as if the word was spoken in Mandarin.

“Yes, God’s calling of his faithful to heaven to serve heaven. We have had a lot of things happen in the last couple of hours but not that. No, I think for the time being I am going to have to defer to the good Dr Basset on the cause of this unnatural phenomenon.”

“So this isn’t the end of the world?” Brad asks.

The cardinal locks his hands together and sets them on the desk. “I don’t know. I don’t think so, but this could be a test that God has put before us. Maybe it’s a sign to shake us up from our material lives, to return to us the awe and fear of mystery. I would ask that people pray, together, with family and neighbors, don’t face this test alone.”

The camera returns to Brad. “Okay, and now our last panel member. We thought we would cover all bases here today so we sought the scientific answer and religious guidance, but now we turn to the occult. Our next guest in Patricia Newhaven from Boston, Mass. Patricia, what is the occult community saying about this event?”

The camera changes to a living room with dark rich drapes and a large colorful couch. An older woman dressed in a colorful dress sits with a tea cup in the center of the couch.

“Brad, the occult or paranormal community is abuzz with this event. First, this is not a planned eclipse or solar event, at least not on any known calendar. I have talked to several psychics and they all tell me that their senses are off the chart and that whatever is causing this is creating that feedback.”

“So you disagree with Dr Basset that this is some kind of cosmic space cloud?” Brad asks.

“Why yes, this is definitely some form of mystic phenomenon that probably predates our written or even spoken history. There might not have even been humans around the last time this happened or if there were, we might have been too primitive to have comprehended it.”

The camera returns to Brad. “I want to thank our panel. We will be returning to them periodically throughout the day to get additional feedback from these three unique perspectives, but I have one last final question for all of you. What do you have to say in regard to reports of monster sightings?”

The camera first goes to Dr Basset. “I think that in times of high stress, people’s imaginations will get the best of them. I’ve seen some of the same reports and from what I can tell it’s mostly linked to people looting with masks on.”

The camera switches to Cardinal Myer. “I agree with Dr Basset. I think that this event is very frightening and very religious people may unfortunately superimpose their knowledge of scripture into an over taxed mind.” An arm comes into view from off screen and hands the cardinal a small slip of paper. He reads it then looks back up to the camera. “I have been asked to let people know that instructions from the Arch Diocese to read a phone number. It’s a hotline that people can call if they feel that they have witnessed anything out of the ordinary or just need to talk to a priest. Its 1-800-999-5555.”

The camera switches to Patricia Newhaven. “I think that will all of this extra energy in the air, there is a chance that it may unlock certain dormant abilities in us all. It might even give people quick flashes into the spirit world where an untrained mind might see monsters”.

The camera returns to Brad. “Ok, that wraps up this session. Now I am going to turn it over to Chad Michaels who is on location in Iceland where people wonder what all the fuss is about.”

Back in the diner the faces are still turned toward the TV…all except those that turn nervously back to the glass windows and the dark day outside. The young boy, Timmy, seems to have regained consciousness and the young waitress, Cindy, is hovering over him asking him if he is alright. One of the truckers snorts “I hope those kids found there way ok. I wouldn’t want to be out on the road on a day like this.” The older waitress, Martha, shakes her head and sets down her coffee. “If I don’t have a smoke in the next few minutes I am going to lose my mind.”

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Dark Day Adventure Log
The Dark Day Story

It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fineREM

The Dark Day adventure begins on December 31st 1999, the day before the new millennium and the dreaded specter of Y2K. The players each began the day separately, introducing them, their lives, and some of their unique circumstances; but, by early the next morning they have all managed to do two things: 1) Have an encounter with what appears to be a recently-homeless man who shouted at them “you will be there when it happens, you will see and you will know the truth” and 2) Each ended up in a gas station/diner off of Interstate 95 in northern Maryland.

Y2k One or more of the players recognizes the homeless man in the diner. He becomes agitated as a black limousine pulls up to the gas station and several men in suits with earpieces get out. From out of the back of the limo steps the Independent Representative from Maryland Senator Douglas Carlson. The homeless man stands up and shouts “You will all see” and then runs outside toward the Senator. As he does, one of the agents pulls a gun and shoots the man. As his body hits the ground there is a moment of silence and then the sky disappears into inky blackness.

Although the sky is dark the lights from the gas station illuminate the area around the pumps. The Senator’s limo lurches and the insides are filled with a green light. The Senator begins to walk toward the fallen man but his bodyguard gets in the way. “Back into the car Senator, you have work to do.”

The Senator begins to push past the bodyguard “That man needs medical attention!”
He takes one step forward and long black tendrils of shadow erupt from the back of the limo and drag him screaming inside. The green light surges then dies as the limo speeds away from the diner. Just in time as a fuel truck slams into the pumps, pinning an SUV with a family inside. Smoke begins pouring from the hood of the fuel truck and the screams of the trapped family almost drown out the screams coming from inside the diner.

Chaos ensued and the players had to survive in a world turned upside down. For 24 hours they worked to keep each other alive, tried to find out what was going on, and tried to connect with family and friends.

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