Let us turn to another delightful phase of horror, the supernormal.

I call this little opus the dark.

It's the sort of horror that was most effective on radio after midnight to make you wish,

as you pull the bed covers over your head that night, that the author had been strangled while

very young. But he wasn't. So, uh, try this on for size.

Yeah. uh... try this on for size where you're turning

alarms at pine street then oh yes yes of course

so why the siren the only traffic out here is on horseback yeah

you can say that again, Doc.

It's from nothing to nowhere.

Okay, let's go.

Right. Right.

Wait, you, Doc.

Said somebody was hurt.

That's what the switchboard said.

Gee, what a dump.

Huh.

Don't seem to be a bell.

Oh, there must be.

There's a light in there.

Try the door.

Yeah, it's open.

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