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Episode 05: Out of Time

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Episode 05: Out of Time
Cover artwork for Episode 05: Out of Time.
Series overview

Series:

Hunt the Truth

Season:

Season 1

Episode specifications

Episode:

05

Air date:

April 26, 2015[1]

Run time:

20:36

 

Episode 05: Out of Time was the fifth full episode in the first season of the Hunt the Truth audio drama.[2] The episode was originally released on Soundcloud on April 26, 2015.[1]

Official summary[edit]

“ A visit deep inside ONI branch headquarters brings unexpected results. A voice from the past returns. And an in-flight incident sparks a flame that can’t be put out.[3] ”

Plot summary[edit]

After sitting uncomfortably in an empty waiting room, Benjamin Giraud is finally let into the office of Michael Sullivan. Ben was still worried that his conversation with Thomas Wu was flagged. After a short conversation with Sullivan, Benjamin is taken to interview Franklin Mendez, letting him lose worries about being flagged. Franklin told Benjamin about how powerful John-117 became after his augmentations and how he was a natural leader at a young age. When Benjamin asked Franklin about how heavy a burden such as protecting an entire galaxy must be, Mendez became defensive. The interview was quickly brought to a halt when Mendez apparently had somewhere else to be and could be interviewed again later.

After Benjamin asked Sullivan where the rescheduled interview will be, he basically fired him and told him to transfer all of his recorded interviews to the Office of Naval Intelligence. This made Benjamin realize that his interview with Thomas probably was flagged after all. On the ride back home, Benjamin heard a familiar voice. He recognized it as Jakob Walker, a man who he had interviewed shortly before. Interestingly, Jakob said he was permanently stationed near Saturn. Also, Jakob dressed a lot better than he did during the interview. As Benjamin greeted him he appeared stupefied. Before Benjamin could question him further, he was sedated by a flight attendant.

When he woke up back home he had a terrible headache. His recorder was left on after he was sedated, so he listened to the file. Apparently, after the flight attendant sedated him, two agents (presumably from ONI) came and gave him even more sedative, explaining Benjamin's headache. The men even called him "Ben" as if they knew him. Irritated by the lack of respect, Benjamin cancelled the transfer of his interviews and instead uploaded them so that everyone in the galaxy could listen to them.[4]

Audio transcript[edit]

  • ONI receptionist: Do you have an appointment?
  • Giraud: Uh, yes. I'm Ben Giraud, I have a one o'clock.
  • Giraud (voiceover): Checking in with the receptionist at the Office of Naval Intelligence's bizarre formality: announcing myself, her asking me who I was there to see, it was all just an antiquated conversation. Part of their efforts to put a more human face on the operation. In reality, surveillance knew where I had been every minute. Since I had stepped onto the transit back at home. Throughout the morning, as I had made my way from the Boston terminal. This receptionist had likely been prompted with dynamic updates of my exact arrival time, deviations from my optimal course, bathroom breaks, my average walking speed, however they did it. They'd been expecting me.
  • ONI receptionist: I'll let him know you're here, Ben.
  • Giraud: Okay. Thank you.
  • Giraud (voiceover): The whole ONI facility was sleek and stark; everywhere you look, its sharp lines, the highest quality materials. Most striking though was the overwhelming amount of space and silence. This waiting area was particularly sparse. Two, minimalist carbon fiber chairs set twenty feet from each other. I also noticed the seats seemed oddly low to the ground. I picked one, and sat down. This chair was really low to the ground. It was awkward. I was probably looking at sixty to ninety minutes of customary wait time here, and squatting like this was not gonna help my anxiety level. But I was just pulling up some busy work, when the door behind reception suddenly slid open.
  • ONI receptionist: Ben, mister Sullivan will see you now.
  • Giraud: Now?
  • ONI receptionist: Yes.
  • Giraud (voiceover): I awkwardly struggled up from the chair and crossed the room. My heart was racing.
  • Giraud: Uh, thank you.
  • Giraud (voiceover): She didn't respond.
  • Giraud (voiceover): I stepped into a narrow, empty hallway full of closed doors. I was about to turn around and ask where I was supposed to go but the door immediately closed behind me. The lighting in the hallway shifted, indicating a closed door at the far end. I walked down the hallway pass what I assumed were offices. Everything was soundproof though; so I had no idea if there were actually people working in there. When I got to the end of the hall, Sullivan's door opened at the last possible second. When I walked in Sullivan didn't look up. He was sitting behind his desk and intently working on his COM pad.
  • Giraud: Hey.
  • Sullivan: Ben, I'm glad you made it.
  • Giraud (voiceover): I stood there awkwardly for a bit. I realized that this must be the room he'd always talked to me from. It was furnished as minimally as the rest of the building. There were was a few shreds of actual personality on display behind him though. A couple of knick-knacks, and this antique simulated analog clock. Sullivan still hadn't looked up.
  • Giraud: Should I uh... should I...
  • Sullivan: Make yourself comfortable.
  • Giraud: (Quiet) Ok. Yeah.
  • Giraud (voiceover): He continued swiping on his COM pad. I sat down on the chair, just like the other one, my knees were at my ears. I felt oddly far from his desk too. I tried some small talk.
  • Giraud: Hmph. I didn't take you for a antiques guy, Sullivan. Wh-Where did you get the clock?
  • Sullivan: Oh, I always had it.
  • Giraud: Nice, nice. So um...
  • Sullivan: Hows the story, Ben?
  • Giraud: It's good. It's good.
  • Sullivan: You getting what you need?
  • Giraud: Absolutely.
  • Sullivan: Wanna make sure you get all your uh... your questions answered.
  • Giraud: Great, no th-, well, uh yeah, yeah, I-uh, I am. I mean um...
  • Sullivan: Perfect.
  • Giraud (voiceover): I was still desperately trying to figure out what was happening, when Sullivan stopped swiping. He looked up at me for the first time and he had this little twinkle in his eye.
  • Sullivan: There is someone who would like to talk to you, Ben.
  • Giraud (voiceover): I'm Benjamin Giraud, and this is Hunt the Truth. Sullivan was walking fast and I was trying to keep up. The buildings were all connected underground, and the whole complex was far bigger than it had seems outside. As he led me deeper into the maze, the feel gradually became less corporate and more military, and the more military it got, the more nervous I was getting.
  • Giraud: Did'n- didn't realize they let civilians in this far.

Sullivan: It's a special day Ben.

  • Giraud (voiceover): Sullivan's department seems almost vacant, but now there were more and more people moving through the halls. Mostly in uniform, they didn't speak or look up, they just stared down at their COM pads like Sullivan, swiping as they walked. The ice cold efficiency of everything was striking.
  • Sullivan: We're here.
  • Giraud (voiceover): Sullivan led into a large, dark conference room and the door closed behind us. In the center of it, there was massive, well lit conference table with several chairs around it. Beyond the lights, the edges of the space and high ceiling, faded into shadow.
  • Sullivan: Have a seat.
  • Giraud (voiceover): I did as I was told, and sat into one of the chairs. It automatically sank beneath me. I squinted into the darkness, and made out one of the walls was entirely black glass. Probably for observation.
  • Sullivan: Need any water?
  • Giraud: Uh, no uh, I'm uh, I'm all good, I'm all good, thank you. Who am I um...
  • Sullivan: Oh, do you need to do a mic check or anything?
  • Giraud: A m- mic check, mic check? Are we...
  • Sullivan: I want to make sure you get all of this.
  • Giraud: Get all of... what? Listen I just...
  • Sullivan: Relax, Ben, this is gonna be big.
  • Giraud: Sully, I just wanted to say that I uh...
  • Sullivan: Ben, he's about to walk in, focus.
  • Giraud: Sully, Sully I just, I just wanted to say that I had every intention...
  • Sullivan: May I present to you Senior Chief Petty Officer Franklin Mendez.
  • Mendez: I Ben, how are you?
  • Giraud (voiceover): I stood up, the man who walked in was extraordinarily decorated. Gold Stars, Silver Stars, Bronze Stars, Purple Hearts, The Legion of Honor; he looked gritty and hardened, probably from decades of battle.
  • Giraud: Good, uh good afternoon sir.
  • Mendez: Are we gonna talk about the Chief?
  • Giraud: I uh, I uh...
  • Sullivan: Mendez is the man who trained the Chief, Ben. I told you I'd take care of you. You're gonna have everything you need for this story.
  • Giraud (voiceover): It was an interview. This was not at all what I was expecting. I don't know what I was expecting, but it was a high-profile face-to-face. All my anxiety completely evaporated.
  • Giraud: Right! Yes of course! (laughs) S-so you're the man to talk to when it comes to the Spartans hun?
  • Mendez: That's correct.
  • Giraud (voiceover): My conversation with Thomas hadn't been flagged. Petra was right. There was no way Sullivan wouldn't have at least said something. I couldn't believe it. My relief blossomed into full awe. I was about to get a insider's perspective, from the man who personally trained the Master Chief.
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