Every nine years, nine men come into the house so that I can free them from all evil.

I hear their footsteps or their voices far away in the galleries of stone, and I run

joyously to find them.

The ceremony lasts but a few minutes, one after another they fall, without my ever having

to bloody my hands.

Where they fall they remain, and their bodies help distinguish one gallery from the others.

I do not know how many there have been, but I do know that one of them predicted, as

he died, that someday my Redeemer would come.

Since then there has been no pain for me in solitude, because I know that my Redeemer lives,

and in the end he will rise and stand above the dust.

If my ear could hear every sound in the world, I would hear his footsteps.

I hope he takes me to a place with fewer galleries and fewer doors.

What will my Redeemer be like I wonder?

Will he be bull or man?

Could he possibly be a bull with the face of a man?

Or will he be like me?

Welcome to Stuff to Blow Your Mind, a production of I Heart Radio.

Hey, welcome to Stuff to Blow Your Mind, my name is Robert Lam, and I'm Joe McCormick,

and it's been a long time coming, we finally enter the labyrinth of the Minotaur.

That's right, we're going to try and leave a string behind us as we go through these

episodes so that you can find your way back out again, but we figured this would be a perfect

journey to take during October when we frequently engage on Halloween themed episodes.

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