Hello everyone, I hope that you're all doing well.

I honestly can't believe that this is episode 200 of Creep's cast.

I just wanted to say thank you all for listening and sticking around.

Without all of you, this podcast wouldn't be possible, so again, thank you so much.

So, let's unwind for the evening,

cozy up and listen to a few scary stories as we drift further into Mr. Creve's mind.

My town is a terrifying urban legend. I think it's true.

Written by Darkly Gathers.

A couple of truths for you before I begin my story.

Litherlacks lives in the Pottle on the Westwoodsback Lane.

This is truth. Every kid north of the river

knows it as such. And I can see what you're thinking. I know what comes to mind when I use the word

puddle. A small, shallow patch of water at the edge of a path maybe. Something to step into for

a little splash. Well,

Litherlax's puddle is nothing like this. Sprawling and vast, it covers an entire stretch of the

aforementioned back lane, overgrown and bordered with mossy green rotted fence. And it's always there always even at the end of the warmest summer days the hottest driest summer weeks the puddle remains

it never shrinks or evaporates and when it rains when rains, it bloats and swells to truly monstrous

size, like a lake more than anything else. It's raining now, actually. The drops fall thick

and fast under the surface of Litherlax's puddle. Another truth for you.

Litherlax steals children.

We don't know why and we don't know what for,

but he takes them on their way home from school,

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