Welcome, friend.

Have a seat by the fire.

Make yourself comfortable. The dream. The dreams, they would come and go.

Jumbled visions of the day, fragments of thought and memories mixed with scat moments of fevered sleep.

Past heartbreak, the divorce, her children. It all coalesced

into riddles and shadow. Sometimes Alice could even see things, things that were yet to come,

though it was never clear, more like a garbled message.

But she could not allow breathless fears to consume her.

There were responsibilities to attend to as a single mother.

Yes, Anna assured herself she was quite sane.

Even as the same perverse puppet show played itself out in her head and grew more violent each and every night. You're listening to Camp Fire Radio Theatre.

Tonight we present a tale from the pen of Steve Schneider

that explores the anxiety and fear involved in protecting children

from the threats of a modern world,

where real monsters are often not found hiding in a darkened closet or under the bed.

Our play is called Blood Puppets.

I'm cold.

Maybe we should throw you into the fire.

What happens when the fire goes out?

Then darkness comes, and the night things get us.

Night things get us.

Are the night things have fangs?

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