Hello, gentle listener, and welcome to nocturnal transmissions.

The fortnightly podcast that brings you dark tales, old and new, performed by voice artist, Kristen Holland.

Our story choice this time around is a little tricky to a tribute. You see, this story was written by Hazel Heald, an American horror and weird

fiction author from back in the day, as they say. But it was revised, as were a number of her

stories, by H.P. Lovecraft, before being published. Lovecraft before being published.

Lovecraft collaborated with a number of other authors at various times in such a manner.

During his career, he was not at all averse to revising, and, ghost-writing,

ooh, spooky, for other writers.

I choose to credit Ms. Heald for this one.

After all, it was her twisted noggin from whence this dark imagining sprung.

But we do also acknowledge that Mr. Lovecraft's nasty fingerprints are certainly, quite demonstrably, all over it.

Thank you to our dear listener, Kell Weilden, for suggesting this one.

We do hope you enjoy the horror in the museum.

It was Languid Curiosity which first brought Stephen Jones to Rogers' Museum.

Someone had told him about the queer underground place in Southwark Street across the river,

where waxen things so much more horrible than the worst effigies at Madame to swords were shown, and he had strolled in one

April day to see how disappointing he would find it. Oddly, he was not disappointed.

There was something different and distinctive here, after all.

Of course, the usual gory commonplaces were present.

Londrew, Dr. Crippen, Madame de Murs, Rizio, Lady Jane Grey,

endless maimed victims of war and revolution,

and monsters like Gilderet and Marquis de Sard.

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