Where do monsters come from?

Is there something about the human condition that makes us create monsters in the face of

not knowing?

Does it help us somehow to create a physical manifestation for that which threatens and

frightens us?

Even when that thing is not visible to the naked eye?

Welcome to Strange and unexplained with me, Daisy Egan.

I'm a writer and an actor who doesn't believe in vampires but doesn't blame people living

in the before times in New England for believing in them.

Some invisible force seemed to be draining the life out of good, common, everyday folk.

At a time when so little was understood about the way the human body worked, is it any

wonder that people terrified of the massive numbers of people dying around them would

have come up with a monster to try to explain it away?

Also, I still pull the covers up very high around my neck when I go to bed at night.

Today we'll learn the story of the great vampire panic of New England and how it affected

one tuberculosis-addled family, the brown family of Exeter Road Island.

But before we head there, let's stay in the present for a moment.

Strangers, congratulations.

We have so far survived the greatest plague of this century, so far.

Confident proclamations from our president notwithstanding the pandemic isn't actually

over, but it seems for now we've learned how to live with it and hopefully the worst

of it is behind us.

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