This model program presents horror, which is frightening and disturbing.

You let us into your mind at your own risk.

As the sunlight fades to darkness, the frightful tales creep into your mind.

It's time to give it to fear because tonight there will be no sleep.

Brace yourself for the No Sleep Podcast.

It's the No Sleep Podcast. I'm David Cummings. Thanks for joining us.

On the show this week, we have four tales about fervent families and menacing mysteries.

I hope everyone enjoyed our 7th anniversary bonus episode last week.

I want to publicly thank everyone for all the happy birthday messages and kind words of support.

They mean a lot to all of us.

And since episode three has three hours of horror storytelling ahead of us, we'd better waste no time in getting our 8th year started.

The tape is in the machine. The stories are ready, so let's press play.

In our first tale, we meet a man tasked with the rather somber responsibility of speaking at his uncle's funeral.

But as we discover from author Jimmy Giuliano, the tale the man has to tell is a difficult one to share in public, especially because it describes the mysterious circumstances which led to his uncle's death.

Performing this tale are Jeff Clement, Armin Taylor and Addison Peacock.

So let's listen as the man shares with us a eulogy for my uncle.

The authorities found my uncle at the end of a rope. That much is certain. He hadn't shown up to work in two days, so his boss called my grandmother, who found my uncle John, dead in his one bedroom apartment.

His suicide note, which was written on a small piece of yellow loose leaf and was stained with brown liquid, simply ran.

Don't follow him.

Everyone agreed it was my uncle's handwriting, except me. I thought it looked a little off.

The letter F in particular, the top stroke looked too wavy, not by much, but just enough to notice.

And I would know. I knew my uncle best. No one in my family knew what the note meant.

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