Welcome back to another edition of Trick or Treat, our way of helping you really lean into the spooky Halloween season.

Every Friday in October, you'll find another of these bonus episodes waiting for you

packed full of short stories built around a theme. And today, we're stepping into the world of

otherworldly communication. Sure, most of the ghost stories we bump into in the dark are about

visions of spectral figures, disembodied heads, and mysterious strangers dressed in old-fashioned clothing.

But mixed in among them are tales of those who have opened a line between the world of the

living and the realm of the dead. Maybe it's the feeling that some sort of rule has been broken,

or that the veil between life and death might be less of a wall and more of a window. Whatever the case,

these stories haunt us. So let's explore them, shall we? Buckle up, though, because these calls

are coming from inside the house. I'm Aaron Mankey, and this is lore. On March 15th of 1853, Augustus Richard Peters died.

It wasn't expected.

He was only 33 years old at the time with no known major health problems.

He had complained of a cold a few days before, and then he was gone.

He left behind a wife, two children, and a very unpleasant job.

You see, Peters had been a post manager for the Hudson Bay Company.

This meant that he was in charge of trading posts in some of the coldest parts of Canada.

When he passed away, he and his family had been stationed at Fort McPherson all the way up in the Arctic Circle.

And it would seem that Peters had really hated it there, because before he died, he told his wife that he didn't want

his remains to stay at Fort McPherson, but his wishes were ignored, and he was buried there.

Years passed by. The world moved on. His widow even remarried his replacement, the new post-manager,

and still Augustus Peters' bones stayed at the fort.

Finally, though, in 1859, his widow requested that his body be taken away.

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