Welcome, friend. Have a seat by the fire. Make yourself comfortable.

Slicing and peeling as a skilled surgeon into bare flesh, he labored as he had many times before, until the task was done.

Fresh innards shoved aside, ripe guts removed. It was the annual fall ritual. Now there was but one job

remaining. Carving ever so carefully, he admired the work before him, an art form perfected.

And the hollow face leered back and began to smile broadly, even as the blade dug ever deeper and deeper.

You're listening to Camp Fire Radio Theater.

Tonight we kick off our ode to the coveted haunting season

with a tale harvested from the mind of John Ballantyne.

So button-tight that sweater, make certain your work is done.

And brace yourself for an audio chill we call Rights of Autumn.

Good evening. Coolish Gary Chesterton here in the laboratory bringing you devilish delinquents, your nightly dose of spooky hits. Plenty of fresh meat on the slab for tonight, kids.

And you can take that all the way to the bank.

The blood bank.

Let's fire it up, Eagle.

The sun goes down the moon, come, love it. Here come you're going to Hi,

Honey.

Yep

Hi, honey.

Are you having a fun time at Grandpa's?

Uh-huh.

So what are you doing?

I'm just getting ready for Halloween.

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