"Oh my God." Evie said softly after looking over the videos a few days later. Carlos had been pale when he dropped them off, muttering something about demons and praying constantly. Now she understood why Barbara was so terrified of what happened with her son's behavior. She replayed the first tape, trying to decipher something she could understand. 

"Come on, give me something. A clear voice, a language, anything." She whispered as she listened. Nothing. She sighed softly before listening again to the third tape, again trying to hear something amongst the croaks. She finally admitted defeat before looking over at the notes she had scribbled down. Issac Partway...that name sounded familiar to her but she couldn't place it. A memory that was trying to form. 

She grab her phone before calling the church he was supposedly with. She just hoped it wasn't a dead end. "Hi, I'm Evangeline Williams with the Beacon Press. I was wondering if I could speak to Issac Partway."