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Thank you. From the blackest corners of your mind, they call, pulling you deep into shadow, twisting your senses, keeping you from sleep.

It's time to face your darkest fears.

This is Tales to Terrify. Good evening, children of the night, and welcome.

If you've been listening to the show over the last couple of weeks,

it'll come as no surprise to you that,

as of tomorrow, Tales to Terrify, is officially open for submissions. That means you can finally spill all of those dark and disturbing thoughts that have been swirling around in your head,

out onto the page, and unleash them into the world. We are looking for clever,

unique, frightening tales that take our genre to dark new places, tales that worm their way deep

into your mind to leave a lasting impression, all within 10,000 words or less, that is. For more details on what kind of fiction

we're looking for and how to submit, visit talesteterrify.com slash submissions. I know our editors

are ravenously awaiting some sinister literary sustenance to dig their terror-loving teeth into. And I don't know about you,

but I'd rather not find out what happens if we disappoint them. Before we move on from last week's

stop in the Crow's Nest Pass, I've got one more tale from this history-rich region I'd like to share with you.

Just a few minutes west of the Frank Slide, which we explored last week,

is the little town of Coleman, and somewhere hidden deep within the mountains near the small mining town,

is rumored to be a rich, concentrated vein of pure gold worth millions.

There are those who have dedicated their lives to searching for the gold, and a few who lost

their lives in the process, too. But before you go packing up and setting off in search of the

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