Hi, guys. I'm John Ballantyne, producer of Camp Fire Radio Theater. We're actually celebrating five years of our little anthology of audio spookiness this summer. I personally wanted to thank all of our listeners

and all of the folks who've supported us over these five years. It's much appreciated. We

honestly wouldn't be doing this without you. I'm hoping to bring some more chilling

tales upcoming for the autumn and Halloween season this year. So stay tuned and subscribed.

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Okay, guys, hope you enjoy this one.

Make sure you've got on your good headphones or earbuds.

It might be a few 3D audio thrills that might just jump out at you in this one.

Take care.

Have a great summer.

Welcome, Fred. Have a seat by the fire. Make yourself comfortable.

There were forgotten places across that rustic countryside.

Old roads, sometimes nothing more than overgrown trails led to towns and villages and graveyards long neglected.

The land slumbered in these lost places under a raw, earthy veil,

and concealed ancient secrets,

as did those sleeping dead,

buried shallow and the rich, fertile ground.

You're listening to Camp Fire Radio Theatre.

Tonight's tale, written by John Ballantyne, is a road to a town consigned to the dustbin of memory and legend.

A place left behind for perhaps good reason.

Of course, that won't deter those of hearty soul

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