And welcome back to Undertoe Realm's podcast, taking you on winding roads of the weird and the wicked.

I'm your host, Fred Greenhalch.

Here in Maine, we're experiencing the last few weeks of what's been a glorious summer, and as the brilliant sun pierces the

trees, you're just starting to see the first leaves turn red, a journey that will inevitably

lead to all the brilliant colors of autumn, followed by a long cold and desolate winter.

But before then, the high season of haunting will be upon us.

And we get into that spooky season spirit today with

some classic tales of the macabreve brought to life with a full cast, sound effects, and music,

directed and produced by my late friend and business partner Bill Dufreece. These were originally

part of a collection called Nightmares on Congress Street, Bill's initiative to bring BBC

radio drama to the States back in early 2000s.

Today, you can hear many of these stories, as well as some new ones on the Midnight Matinees

podcast by Pocket Universe Productions, which can find wherever podcasts are served.

And today, we have a classic bloody tale of being careful what you wish for, The Monkees' Paw by

W.W. Jacobs. Without, the night was cold and wet.

But in the small parlor of the Bernaum Villa, the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly.

Father and son were at chess, the former who possessed the ideas about the game involving

radical changes, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked

comment from the white-haired old lady knitting placidly by the fire.

Hark!

It's a wind!

Said Mr. White, who, having seen a fatal mistake after it was too late, was amiably

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