Hello, gentle listener, and welcome to nocturnal transmissions, the fortnightly podcast that brings you dark tales both old and new performed by voice artist Kristen

Holland you know one of the exciting perks as it were of producing this podcast is having the

opportunity to read all the wonderful stories that are submitted to us to be considered for inclusion on the show.

And when that story comes from the twisted mind of one of our dedicated listeners, well, I must admit, it warms the cockles of our...

Uh, what's a name?

Now, of course, not all of the stories we receive end up making it past our humble narrator's selection process, which could probably best be described as

capricious, but we are truly grateful for all the deliciously dark scribblings that you share

with us. Thank you, dear Achalytes. Thank you.

Now, as you've probably guessed from this little preamble,

it is our intention this episode to share another masterpiece

from one of the nocturnal transmissions faithful with the world.

Boy, oh boy, when we read this one, well, let's just say it was impossible to resist.

I believe you'll understand why when you hear it, gentle listener, this devious author's

heady combination of outright flattery and sly negging were just the right manner of flypaper,

with which, too, our humble narrator, Entrap.

Nocturnal transmissions is proud to present

R.T. Raynos.

Mirror, mirror. Frank got into his car to drive to work. It was 7.22 a.m. He was still groggy and drinking coffee

out of his travel mug as he pulled out of his driveway. A notification on his

phone came up that a new episode had been posted on his favorite podcast. The new episode was

entitled Mirror Mirror and was an hour and 15 minutes in length. Oh, perfect, Frank thought. This

episode should last be most of my drive to work.

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