Hello and welcome to the Travelcast, episode 434.

The Travel Cast is a weekly audio fiction magazine that brings strange stories

by strange authors to strange listeners such as yourself.

I'm your guest ghost, Cryptkeeper Norm. We continue this week with part two of the Shadow over Insmith by HB Lovecraft, and as I'm sure

you're just allulating to get on with it, let's shamble on in.

We bring you Part 2 of the Shadow over Insmith. Good God, man.

Matt. Why didn't you tell me this before?

I didn't believe him, McGraw.

It was an episode at once mad and pitiful, grotesque, and terrifying.

But, pure I although the weird allegory was, old Zadoc's insane earnestness and horror, added to my sense of loathing for the town and its blight of intangible shadow.

The hour had grown perilously late.

Now watch said 715 and the Arkham bus left town square at 8, so I walked rapidly toward the hotel where I'd checked my bag and would find my bus.

Near the corner of Falls Street, I began to see scattered groups of whisperers.

When I finally reached the square, I saw that almost all the loiterers were congregated around the door of the Gilman house.

It seemed as if many bulging, watery unblinking eyes look oddly at me as I claimed my

valise in the lobby, and I hoped that none of these unpleasant creatures would be my

fellow passengers on the coach.

I stood next to an evil-looking fellow, I was greatly relieved to see the bus arriving a few minutes

early. Excuse me. me. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me,

Excuse me, please.

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