Marcie's eyes widened as she realized she was at the Llanview radio station. Was he really going to kill her here? Where she first kissed Al, her beloved Voice of the Night? Dizzily, she looked around the studio, trying to avoid Haver's gaze. He seemed to be searching for something. She saw him holding a spiral notebook and pen.
"I'll be right back, Miss Walsh." he said, turning off the light. "Don't touch anything until I get back. I need to prepare something for your project." He shut the door behind him, locking her in.
Marcie sat in the darkness, as her body shook. Even the thought of Michael couldn't calm her. Unexpectedly, she hit a button, which filled the room with a soft humming noise. Frantically she tried to turn it off.
"Are you alone tonight? Scared? Feel you have no one to turn to?"
Tears slid down her cheeks when she heard Al's voice...
"Yeah, I felt that way too. But then someone very special literally saved my life. You know who you are. You pulled me out of the deepest, darkest hole I could ever imagine. You gave me back my life and I'll never forget that as long as I-"
She jumped as the broadcast abruptly shut off and Haver walked into the room, holding the spiral notebook and pen.
"What are you doing in here?" He said, angrily.
"N-nothing." Marcie said in a timid voice.
"I thought I told you not to touch anything." he said.
"I-I didn't! It was an accident!" Marcie said.
He shoved a pair of headphones at her. "Put these on."
Marcie did as instructed.
"Okay, now. As I said before, this is painless. All you need to do is read what I have written here." Haver said.
Marcie took the notebook from him, and her eyes widened as she scanned the words he had written. "I-I can't read this! This isn't true!"
Haver's voice filled with rage. "I suggest you do as instructed, Miss Walsh, or you'll end up just like your friend Gabrielle."
As Marcie read through the last part, she began to sob. "This-this is wrong! Why are you making me do this?"
"Because it's your assignment, Miss Walsh." Haver said, grabbing the back of her neck.
"I suggest you do as instructed or you'll pay dearly."
Marcie gasped, when Haver pulled out a pink music box, opening the top as it played a haunting tune...