Whether thou art a ghost that hath come from the earth, or a phantom of night that

has no hollow, or one that lieth dead in the desert, or a ghost unburied, or a demon, or a

ghoul, whatever thou be until thou art removed, thou shalt find here no water to drink,

thou shalt not stretch forth thy hand to our own into our house enter thou not through our fence break through thou not we are protected though we may be frightened our life you may not steal though we may be scared to death.

Welcome to scared to death, creeps, peepers, Roberts, and Annabels. I'm Dan.

Hello, Dan. I'm Lulu Marie.

Hello, Lulu Marie.

Hello, sir.

You have one quick announcement about wet hot, bad magic summer camp, and then we are off into so much horror.

Yes, I can't wait. Yeah, just a quick reminder to keep tuning in because next week will be sharing all of the details about

wet hot bad magic summer camp 2026 so keep paying attention to the show to socials and if you

get our emails be checking there because we're going to

be sharing all the information in all the places. Yes. And that's it. And that's it. And how many

listener tales do you have this week, Lulu Marie? Do you want to guess? Two. I'm going to say two.

Guess what? Am I right? You're so wrong. Oh. I have four. Whoa. Whoa-woo. Yes, my first tale is about a ghost who takes directions, which I find to be very funny. Okay. My second tale is about ghosts in the graveyard, which is fun. Not the game. My third tale is about a sister's doppelganger. and my fourth tale is about a woman in the window.

All right.

Bada boom, bada bing, bada bang.

For my first of two, we will head to Malvern Manor, set in the little town of Malvern, Iowa.

Reportedly it's one of the most haunted places in the state.

Paranormal investigators and these supernaturally curious alike

keep traveling to Malvern to explore claims of disembodied voices, pounding footsteps, things that move

when no one's touching them, the unmistakable sensation of a cold hand pressing into your back,

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