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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.

Well, the end is nigh, of our submission period, that is, you've got until the end of the day,

October 31st, to submit your stories. By now, I'm sure you know the drill.

Tales to terrify.com slash submissions.

Also, for those incredible patrons eligible for our fall swag pack,

you'll be happy to know I'll be sending them out in the next day or two. We've got some

haunting original artwork from artist Jane Ravey, created exclusively for Tales to Terrify.

I'll post a peek at some of it on our social media.

But in the meantime, I highly recommend checking out her Patreon.

Patreon.com slash Jane Ravei.

You can also see more of her work at her website, janeravei.com. Links to both are in the show notes.

Thank you so much, Jane, for crafting these disturbing visual delights for us.

Speaking of Patreon and thank yous, our shout-out this week goes to Susan Hayden and

Allie G. Your generous support is the flickering candle that lights our way through these

darkened passageways of the imagination. This week, we're taking a little pit stop in a tiny little village,

a village I've personally driven through maybe a hundred times in my life, but I've never once

stopped there. Traveling between the city of Calgary, where I grew up and most of my family still lives,

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