Welcome to stop. You should now a production- and I heard radio hay and welcome to the spoon tackles the spooky spook tackles the spectacular of all time. Thank you were this is stuff. You should know the spooked Aquila, the as tradition dictates ad free, meticulous dinner contract. It is We fight for it. Everyone you not put ads and ruin are bad readings of hell We can certainly right which we try very hard to select from the increasingly small pain, the eyes of public domain horror, short fiction and a few this year saw get a couple in my pocket. Oh good, I'm glad I'm glad I gotta say

nice work. I think the other these that we dug up are really really good. Stories agreed. Mri, James and HIV men can write fellows Mr James, tens or delay call me Mister J at this, but you're a doctor, so why yeah, the one I picked, this year's lost hearts by MRI James and I'm pretty psyched about this. When is it is good agreed its corker? You can figure it out, but it still is its entertaining him up its entertaining it's fun. There are a couple of spooky dates in this. Did you notice? I will talk about that I didn't know I can't wait to hear, and You know, I don't think we need a content morning. It's it's spooky, but you know with kids and there's always a chance. If you have kids, they may not want to listen sought over the top because it was written,

in the nineteenth century, right, I'm being written in the nineteenth century that which probably point out there's a couple of touch. so my racist logistic terms, there will explain yeah, I'm you should go into now yeah me. We did a pod cast on the Roma people and made to great pains to tell people that using the word. Gypsy is no longer something you should do or saying gypped off, which is something that I learned while doing that pod guest and they use the word gypsy in here. A couple of times they'll say, is chinaman in here, but there actually talking about something

specific, so will explain later, ok, right and there's a general with this one, lady sort of xenophobic bent illness, people from other countries, cheap, yeah, exactly she's, an archetype or rural dyed in the wool salt, the earth woman. So all that is to say the opinions expressed therein do not represent those of those very herewith forthwith guarantee Void in Tennessee Rights area. Turn the lights down. I've got my legs dimmed these nice. Let's do that, I'm going to the first time we're not the same room holding hands. I know I'm a little scared scared to. I can't see the papers well with that laid off some interim packer, ok

turn the lights down to get a poor yourself, spooky drink and gather kids, and he would go for the twenty twenty one. Spectacular in this is lost. Hearts by M are, Mr Jean, I'll start, ok, sure it was as far as I can ascertain in September the year eighteen, eleven zero spooky date Chuck the well it's coming that a post chaise, I think, there's a kind of coach drew up before the door of as war be all in the heart of Lincoln Shire, the little boy who jumped out as soon as it had stopped looked about him with the keenest curiosity during the short interval that elapse between the ringing of the bell and the opening of the hall door, he saw a tall

square Red Brick House, built in the reign of an a stone pillar, porch, have been added in the purest classical style of one thousand. Seven hundred and ninety, the windows of the house were many tall and narrow, with small pains and thick white woodwork, Apetamin Pierce with round window crown the front their wings to the left and the right connected Bicurious Glazed galleries, supported by colonnades with the central block, these wings plainly contained the stables and offices of the house. Each was surrounded by an ornamental kubler with a gilded thing. Kubler, you know I'll. Said couple and then every single person on the regulation for crew. The call that thing and the dragon capsule. The couple s arms is going with that now in evening light shone on the building making the window panes glow. Like so many fires,

so many away from the hall in front stretched a flat park studded with oaks and fringed with furs, which stood out against the sky. The clock in the church tower buried in trees on the edge of the park, only its golden weathercock catching the light was struck, six and the sound came gently beating down the wind. It was an altogether pleasant impression, though, tinged with the sort of melancholy appropriate to an evening in early autumn. That was conveyed to the mind of the boy who is standing in the porch waiting for the door to open to him. The post chaise had brought him from Warwickshire, where six months before he had been left an orphan now, owing to the generous offer of his elderly cousin, miss agony he had come to live as worthy. The offer was unexpected because all who knew anything of Mr Ebner looked upon him as a somewhat austere, reckless into whose steady going household the advent of a small boy would import a new and it seemed incongruous.

lament. The truth is that very little was known of Mr Ebner pursuits. Her temper, the professor of Greek at Cambridge, had been to say that no one knew more of the religious beliefs of later pagans than did the owner of ass worthy. Certainly, his library contained all the then available books bearing on the mysteries, the orphan poems. The worship of me thrust and the NEO platonists in the moral Paved Hall stood a fine figure of Mitra Slang, a bull which have been imported from the Laval at great expense by the owner. He contributed a description of it too

settlements magazine, I think not that kind Germans magazine wrecked and he had written a remarkable series of articles in the critical museum and the superstitions of the Romans of the lower empire it was published in hustler and house. Let me tell you about my minute through slaying, a bold step. He was looked upon in fine as a man wrapped up in his books, and it was a matter of great surprise among his neighbours that he should even have heard of his cousin Stephen Elliot much more that he should have volunteered to make him an inmate of as war behold all right. So this orphan boy showed up at his house to live with his relative to seems like a decent guy. It's a little dark but it was a surprise because he was like you know, wrapped up in his books a bachelor not really interested in having a kid around cello

Whatever may have been expected by his neighbours. It is certain that Mr Ebony, the tall thin, the austere, seemed inclined to give his young cousin a kindly reception. The moment the front door was opened. He darted out of his study rubbing his hands with delight, how are you my boy? How are you How old are you said he that is you're not too much tired? I hope by your journey to eat your supper now. Thank you said Mr Elliot, I'm pretty. Well, that's a good that that's a good lad said Mister Ebony, and how old are you my boy? The scene Little odd that he should have asked the question twice in the first two minutes of their acquaintance: I'm twelve years old, decks birthday, sir. said Stephen, and when is your birthday? My dear boy, the eleventh Upset,

amber a spooky date. I think he predicted the whole thing I catch you, ok, Mr James did Eleventh of September ay, that's well, that's very well nearly a year. Hence isn't it. I like haha, I like to get these down in my book sure it's twelve certain, yes, preacher's Sir well well take him to MRS Bundy. Room parks and let him have his tea supper whatever it is. Yes, sir answered the state, Mr Parks and conducted Stephen to the lower regions. Mrs bunch was the most comfortable and human person whom Stephen had as yet met and as worthy she made him completely at home. They were grateful In a quarter of an hour and great friends, they remained. Mrs bunch had been born in the neighborhood some fifty five years before the date of Stevens Arrival and her residence at the hall was of twenty years standing

Consequently, if anyone knew the ins and outs of the house in the district, MRS Bunch knew them in He was by no means disinclined to communicate her in for patient. So we got a nice lady, their lives there. He knows everything. That's going on. Very nice person seemed seemingly aside from the xenophobia very that, as we will see Certainly, there were plenty of things about the hall in the Hall Gardens which Stephen, who was of venturous and inquiring turn was anxious to have explained to him who built simple at the end of the Laura Walk the old man whose picture hung on the staircase sitting at the table with a skull under his hand these and many similar points were cleared up by the resources of MRS Bunches, powerful intellect There were others, however, of which the explanations furnished where less said, factory. One November evening, Stephen was sitting by the fire and the housekeepers room reflecting on a surroundings is based

real good man, will you go to Heaven? He suddenly asked with a peculiar confidence with which children possess in the ability of their elders to settle these questions, the decision of which is believed to be reserved for other tribunals. can't wait to hear this when it really haven't even worker, I'm gonna. Do it. Let's try this good bless. The child said Missus bunch. This is kind of soul, as I ever see didn't die. She's like my age she's. Fifty five the ever old timey nineteenth century it, oh god way, different did, and I never tell you the little boy ass he took in out of the street. As you may say, this, He is back and the little girl two years after first come here. No do tat

all about MRS Bunch nail this minute, easy added it. So this guy took in a couple of other gets her ear, well said Missus much the little girl I don't seem to recollect so much about. I know master brought back with him from walk one day and give orders to Missus Ellis, as was housekeeper then as she should be, took every care with and the poor child hadn't, no one belonging to her. She tell he saw her own self, and here she lived with us a matter of three weeks it might be and then whether she were some think up a gipsy at a blood or what bad but one morning she out of Her bed before any ever said, open and I and neither track nor yet trace of her have I set eyes on since master was wonderful put about and had all the ponds drag but as my belief

he was head away by the gypsies, was singing round the house for as much as an where the night she went and parks war. He declares heard them a call in the woods afternoon. Dear dear a hard child, said odd. I think she's saying in the old time away with an eight ok child. She was. So silent ways and all, but I was wonderful taken up with her so domesticated. She was surprised and what about the little boy said: Stephen poor boy side, MRS Bunch, he was a foreigner, Germany. He called himself and he come at tweaking, his hurdy gurdy round about he was tweaking trickiness hurdy gurdy wasn't working at least now tweak in his hurdy gurdy, rounded up the drive when, when today and master adamant

that minute and asked all about where we came from our old. He was how we it is way and where his relatives and all kind heart could wish, but it with this way with him. they are an unruly lot them foreign nations. I do suppose, and he was all one fine morning, just the same as the girl why he went and what he done was our question for much as a year after, but he never took his hurdy gurdy and there it lays on the shelf. What is already gurdy? hurdy gurdy, it's like a kind of like a musical instrument. I dont come like a squeeze box, maybe

so let us going by Giovanni showed up squeezing squeeze box on their driveway and in Mr Mr Ebony. It is avenue right. I think so. Mr Ebner brought him in the house and was asking him a bunch of questions and then took a wonders wing. Yet like every kid he finds he's like how old are you winter birthday near, come inside your mind, atrophy get up Thank you guys can also hear talk about with MRS bunched right. I think so I think so. The remainder

the evening was spent by Stephen and miscellaneous cross. Examination of MRS Bunch and in efforts to extract a tune from the hurdy gurdy that night he had a curious stream. At the end of the passage at the top of the house in which his bedroom was situated. There is an old disused bathroom, it was kept locked, but the upper half of the door was glazed and since the muslin curtains, which used to hang there had long been gone, you could look in and see the lead line bath affixed to the wall on the right hand, with its head towards the window on the night of which I am speaking Stephen Elliot, found himself ass. He caught looking through the glass door. That means there is a window.

The moon was shining through the window see and he was gazing at a figure which lay in the bath his description of what he saw reminds me of what I once beheld myself in the famous vaults of Saint Mccann's church in Dublin, which possesses the horrid property of preserving corpses from decay for centuries, a figure inexpressibly thin and pathetic of a dusty leaden color enveloped in a shroud like garment the thin lips crooked into a faint and dreadful smile, the hands press tightly. over the region of the heart. As he looked upon it. A distant almost inaudible moan seemed to issue from its lips, and the arms began to stir the terror of the site, for Steven Backwards, India the fact that he was indeed standing on the cold boarded floor, the passage in the full light of the moon with courage

do not think can be common among boys of his age. He went to the door the bathroom to ascertain the figure of his dream were really there. It was not and he went back to bed to go in with the skin creepy. I knows something good one. He saw a straight up scary, decaying ghost in the bathtub. Mrs bunch was much impressed next morning by his story and went so far as to replace the muslim curtain over the glazed door of the bathroom. The window, Mr Ebner, moreover, to whom he confided is experiences at breakfast, was greatly interested and made notes of the matter and what he called his book. The spring equinox was approaching. His Mr Ebner frequently reminded his cousin, adding that this had been always considered by the agents to be a critical time for the young. That Stephen would do well to take care of himself, and

his bedroom window at night and let the sin soreness had some valuable remarks on the subject to incidents that occurred about this time made an impression upon Stevens might chuck will share those two incidents with us now The first was, after an unusually uneasy and oppress night did he had passed, though he could not recall any particular dream that It had the following evening. Mrs bunch was occupying herself and mending his nightgown gracious me master Stephen. She broke forth rather irritably, How do you manage to tear your nightdress all to flinders? This way? Look here, sir. What trouble you do give support servants that have to darned and mend after you,

There was indeed a most destructive and apparently want in series of slits or scorings in the garment, which would undoubtedly require a skilful needle to make good. They were confined to the left side of his chest, long parallel, slits about six inches in length, some of them not quite piercing. The texture of the linen Stephen could only expire his entire ignorance of their origin. He was sure that they were not there the night before, but he said, Missus Bunch stays just the same. the on the outside my bedroom, dough? sure I'd never had anything to do with making them. I think it gets it across to think of nailed young, Stephen, again alien he's these moving closer and closer to Cockney as we go, that's the one. I can do. That's the one anybody who can only one candidate, MRS Bunch,

gazed at him open mouth, then snatched up a candle departed hastily from the room and was heard making her way upstairs in a few minutes. She came down. Well, she said Stephen. It's a funny thing to me how they marks and scratches can come there two high up for any cat or dog to have made them much less around for all the world like a chinaman fingernails, as my uncle in a tea trade used to tell us of when we was girls together, I wouldn't say nothing new master. Not if I was you master, Stephen, my dear and just turned he of your door. When you go to your bed, so I should probably say like she was like what is this daft? All middle aged woman talking about and it turns out she's referring to. Apparently there is a trend, among the nobility in the court zones of China at this time in the early nineteenth century. I think before us

your fee fingernails, very long and pointy look ass. She saying these scratches the kind of like claw marks and she kind of likened to something that had long and pointing finger nails like that. So, ok not that bad excuses everything but Vienna Gotcha, there's a little background to think we ll learned some here, MRS Bunches, not totally out of her mind are so she yells it does Stephen to go to bed in here as I always do, MRS Bunches soon as I've said, my prayers, that's a good child, always say prayers and then no one can't hurt you here with MRS Bunch, dressed herself amending the injured nightgown, with intervals of meditation until bedtime. Interesting This is on a Friday night in March, eighteen, twelve

following evening, the usual duet of Stephen in MRS Bunch was augmented by the sudden arrival of Mr Parks, the butler who, as a rule, kept himself rather to himself in the pantry. He did not see that Stephen was there. He was, moreover, flustered unless those speech then was his want. Master may get up his own wine. If he likes of an evening was his first remark either I do it the day time or not at all. Mrs bunch, I dont know what it may be very like it's. The rats or the wind got into the cellar but I'm not as young as I was, and I can't go through with it as I have done well, Mr Parks. No, it is surprising place for the rats. Is the hall I'm not that, MRS Bunch and to be sure many a time I've heard hail from the men in the shipyards about the rats that could speak. I never laid no confidence that before, but tonight, if I

mean myself today my ear to the door of the further been. I could pretty much have heard what they was saying. You made your question it. Oh there, Mr Backside, no patience with your fancies, rats, talking at the wide seller it day! Well, Missus! Munt! I've never saw you with you. All I can say is if you choose to go to the far behind in the year here to the door, you may prove my words this minute. What nonsense? You do talk MR parts, that fit for children to list do why you'll be frightened master, Steve they're out of his wit. What Mr Stevenson said: parks awakening to the consciousness of the boys presents master. Stephen knows well enough that I'm playing a joke with you, MRS Punch

In fact, Stephen knew too well to suppose that Mr Parks head in the first instance intended a joke. He was interested not altogether pleasantly in the situation, but all his questions were unsuccessful in inducing the butler to give any more detail. Town of his experiences in the wine sector, and we have now arrived and March twenty. Fourth, eighteen, twelve spooky no,

it was a day of curious experiences for Stephen, a windy noisy day, which filled the house in the gardens with a restless impression, is Stephen stood by the fence of the grounds and looked out into the park. He felt as if an endless procession of unseen people were sweeping passed him on the wind borne on restlessly in aimlessly vainly striving to stop themselves to catch it, something that might arrest their flight and bring them once again into contact with the living world of which they had formed part after luncheon that day, mister. Nay said. Dear mister, Hamley I mean you're. Maria somewhat is age, wasn't Bobo, who try the threat which previously that in their Stephen, my why do you think you could manage to come to me tonight, and none of this is the same x. It sounds like MRS Mrs Divides is transforming and Mr Ebony do you think you could managed

to me tonight as late as eleven o clock at my study will be busy and that time, and I wish to show you something connected with your future life, which it is most and then you should know you're not dimension this matter to Missus bunch nor to any one else in the house, and you had better go to your room at the usual time here was a new excitement added to life, Stephen eagerly grasped at the opportunity of sitting up till eleven o clock. He looked in at the library door on his way upstairs late evening. He saw brazier, I her brazier, which he had often noticed in the corner of the room. It's like a little girl Lennox have moved out before the fire. An old silver guilt cup stood on the table filled with red wine in some written sheets of paper, lay near and Mr Agnew a sprinkling some incense on the brazier, I'm pretty sure. That's it

from around silver boxes is Stephen, but did not seem to notice notices right. So what's going on here is he's he's doing some some right. Some ritual looks like he's old Stephen, like this is important for him to be a part of right. Yes, and so now it's the night that he's told Stephen you come down to his study at eleven go ahead the wind had fallen in. There was still night in a full moon at about ten o clock. Stephen was standing at the open window is better looking out over the country still ass. The night was the mysterious population of the distant woods was not yet to rest from time to time strange cry as of loss. despairing wanderers sounded from across the near think. That's a weird ways, a meadow sure.

Might be the notes of ours waterbirds. Yet they did not quite resemble either sound, were they not coming near now? There founded from the nearer side of the water and in a few moments they seem to be floating about among the shrubberies. Then they ceased, but just to Stephen thinking of shutting the window in resuming his reading of Robinson Crusoe Great book. He caught sight of two years, standing on the gravel terrorists that ran along the garden side of the hall, the figures of a boy and a girl ass. It seemed they stood side by side. Looking up at the windows, something in the form of a girl recalled irresistibly his dream of the figure in the bath. The boy inspired him with more acute, whilst the girl stood still half smiling with her hands clasped.

Your heart. The boy thing shape with black hair and ragged clothing raised his arms in the air, with an appearance of menace and unappeasable hunger longing. The moon shone upon is almost transparent, hands and Stephen saw that the nails were fearfully long and that the light shone through them as he stood with his arms dust raised. He just closed it, terrifying spectacle on the left side of his chest, they're opened up Black gaping rent and there fell upon Stevens Brain rather than upon his ear. The impression of one of those hungry and desolate cries that he had heard the bounding over the woods that has water be all that evening in another moment. This dreadful pair had moved swiftly, noiselessly overly dry grass, and he saw them no more I noticed poor Stephen he's a what the aid is going on around here. So this go skinny

like no heart right is turned into John Travolta boy is getting good woman. You pick it up just he's right. An expression, We frightened ass. He was he determined to take his candle and go down to Mr Ebner Study for the hour appointed for their meeting was near at hand the study or library opened out of the front hall on one side and Stephen urged on by his terrors, did not take

Long in getting there to affect an entrance was not so easy. The door was not locked, he felt sure, but he was on the outside of it. As usual, is repeated Knox produce no answer. Mr Abney was engaged. He was speaking what. Why did he try to cry out and why was the cried choked in his throat and he to seen the mysterious children? But now everything is quiet and the door yielded to Stevens, terrified and frantic pushing on the table and Mr Abney study certain papers were found, which explained the situation Stephen Elliot when he was of an age to understand them. The most important sentences were as follows. It was, I believe, very strongly and generally held by the ancients of whose wisdom in these matters. I've had such experiences as uses me place confidence in their aspirations for working women, that by enacting certain processes which to us

I have something of a barbaric and action, a very remarkable enlightenment, of the spiritual faculties and man may be attain that, for example, by absorbing the personalities of a certain number of his fellow creatures. An individual may gain a complete send in sea over those orders of spiritual beings which control the elemental forces our universe. What against like possessing these people, something like I keep reading keep reading it is reported of Simon Magnus that he was to fly on the air to become invisible or to assume any form. He pleased by the agency of the soul. Of a boy whom do you the libelous raise employed by the author of the Clementine recognitions he had murdered. I find it down. Moreover, with considerable,

detail in the writings of Hermes Tristram against us that simple Happy results may be produced by the absorption of the hearts of not less, three human beings below the age twenty one years. So I got an early ages her to the testing of the truth of this receipt. I have devoted the greater part of the last twenty years. Selecting is the Corpora Valea of my spearmint such persons as could conveniently be removed without occasioning a sensible gap in society. The first step I affected by the removal of one Phoebe Stanley, a girl of gypsy extraction on March twenty. Fourth, seventeen. Ninety two: not creepy, the second by the removal of a wanderer italian, LAD named Giovanni and they Paoli on the night of March twenty third eighteen o five, not spooky the final.

victim to employ word repugnant in the highest degree. To my feelings must be my cousin, Stephen Ellie. His day must be this march, twenty four eighteen, twelve creepy day any other states in their creepy. I don't think creepy. The best means of affecting the required absorption is to remove the heart from the living subject, to reduce it ashes to mingle them with about a pint. Red wine. Refer report. Does a lot of pork report The remains of the first two subjects at least will be well to conceal a disused through more wine cellar would either convenient for such a purpose. Some annoyance may be experience from the psychic portion of the subject. Which popular language dignified with the name of ghosts, but the man of philosophical I meant to whom alone the experiment is appropriate will be,

prone to attach importance to the feeble efforts of these beings to wreak their vengeance? On him? I contemplate With the liveliest satisfaction, the enlarged urged unemancipated existence which the experiment, if successful, will confer on me. Not only Placing me beyond the reach of human justice, socalled but eliminating to a great extent the prospect of death, it's so he's basically say MIKE. I can even be hunted, and this may make me live forever. Yeah, like I'm gonna, ripped the hearts out up to now. re little children and it'll be worth it because I'm gonna be immortal and an amazing dude. I bring it to me. I mean really Bradley Cooper and limitless that's his goal. What failing at the box office so this last paragraphs, pretty important by hang in there with us. Remember Stephen her

cry in the office and then later found these papers that chuck just read, write right. Mr Ebner was found in his chair. His head thrown back his face stamped with an expression of rage, fright immortal pain in his left side was a terrible, lacerated wound. Exposing the heart There is no blood on his hands and along that lay on the table was perfectly clean, a savage wild tat might have inflicted the injuries the window. The study was open and it was the opinion of the coroner that Mr Abney had met his death by the agency of some wild creature. But Stephen Elliott study the papers Chuck just quoted. Let him to a very different conclusion. So low Stephen Ebony Cockney boy at large owes his took ass to the little.

Boy and girl who saved his life. He killed them. Murderous ghosts, killed a very bad man. I love it good stuff, good voice, work. That was great chuck. I guess now. It should put some ads in here right away, there's no need for as because the Tsar ad free, hollowing version, this spooky story brought to you by stem. don't come: well, those great so for years. Right! That's right! A boy who wrote this Arthur Mock and I believe that right, it may see. H e en who is a welsh writer, and I think that deal with the great God PAN, which is what we're gonna red, is that it was a I think this is the first chapter that originally stood on its own as a short story published a list Mary Journal or something or a magazine. The gentlemen's magazine, the three

and then he later, I guess what I came is not a bad and expanded into a novella linked thing, but yet we're gonna stick to the first chapter. It's one of those. They're like, if you ask any horror writer with the greatest horror story of all time, is probably the majority of them will say the great God PAN out really interesting. So nice find, I guess, that's what I'm trying to say Here we go, then I'm glad you came very glad indeed I was not sure you could spare the time limit. Abby and the old lady dear. That was as a lot higher it. This is gonna have to workshop this as we go folks, ok, I know you locked in the points that it. So these Glad Clark came yeah clogged with any this. I was able to make arrangements for a few days. Things are not very lively just now

misgivings, Raymond, absolutely safe. The two men were slowly pacing the terrorists in front of Doktor Raymond's house, this still hung about the western mountain line, but it shows with a dull red glow that cast no shadows, and all the air was quiet. Sweet breath came from the great work the hillside above and with it at intervals, the softer murmuring call of the wild doves below, in the long lovely valley, the river wound in and out between, the lonely hills and as the sun, and vanished into the west. A faint missed, pure white, began to rise from the hills. Doktor Raymond turned sharply to his friend safe. Of course it is in itself. The operation is a perfectly some, when any surgeon could do it and there is no danger of any other things absolutely physical damage whatsoever. I give you my word. You are always timid Clark, always with an e, but you know my history. I have

voted myself to transcendental medicine for the last twenty years, I have heard myself called quack and charlatan animal but all the while I knew I was on the right path: five, ago. I reach the goal and since then every day has been a preparation for what we shall do tonight. I should like to believe it all to Clark knit his brows and looked doubtfully a doctor Raymond. Are you perfectly sure, Raymond that your theories not a phantasmagoria, a splendid vision, certainly but a mere vision? After all, speak up? This is as much as I can speak its because we call our week of chest and breath and very timid. We made a lit up area in which it is

this will bring Doktor Raymond stopped in his walk in turned sharply use. A middle aged man gaunt and then of a pale yellow complexion, but as he answered Clark and faced him, there was a flush on his cheek look about you Clark Look about you, like you, see the mountain and hill following after hill wave on gave, you see the woods and orchard the fields of right corn and the meadows reaching to the red beds by the river. You see me standing here beside you in here my voice as pleasant as it is, but I tell you that all these things, yes from that star that has just shown out of the sky to the solid ground beneath our feet. I say that all these are but dreams and shadows the shadows that high the real world from our eyes. This is a real world, but it beyond the glamour and this vision beyond these cases and ours,

dreams in a career beyond them all is beyond avail. Do you even know what I'm talking about this really to you doing in its Truman component Is it true that nice words I do not know whether any human being has ever lifted that veil, but I do know Clark that you and I I shall see it lifted this very night from before and others eyes. You may think this Austria nonsense. It may strange, but it is true and the ancients knew what lifting the veil means they called it see the God PAN, nice Clark. Shivered the White Miss gathering over the river was chile. It is wonderful. Indeed, he said we are standing on the brink of a strange world Raymond. If what you say is true, I suppose the knife, is absolutely necessary. Yes, a slight lesion in the gray matter that is all

idling rearrangement of certain sells a microscopic alteration. There would escape the attention ninety nine brain specialists out of a hundred items, by the EU with Shop Clark. I guess you mean shepperalk yeah, I think so, I might give you a mass of technical detail, which would sound very posing and would leave. You is enlightened as you are now, but I suppose you have read casually and out of a corners of your paper that immense strides have been made. Reason in the physiology of the brain. I saw a pair the other day about Digby Theory and Brown, favours discoveries theories and discovery where they are standing. Now I stood fifteen years ago when I need not tell you that I have not been standing still over ass. Fifteen years will be enough of ice That five years ago I made it SK. Every did I alluded to when I said that ten years ago I reach the goal is very confusing. I feel like I'm driving

literally away from this now now. I think I think you it's very luring in a weird ways. After you, years of labour after years of toiling groping in the dark. After days and nights of disappointment and sometimes of despair, in which I use now and then to tremble and grow cold, with the thought that perhaps there were other seeking for what I saw at last. After so long, a pang of sudden joy thrilled, my soul, and I knew the long journey was at an end. I would seem then, and still seems a chance- the suggestions of a moment's idle thought followed up upon familiar lines and paths that I attractive. Under times already. The great truth burst upon me and I saw mapped out in lines aside a whole world veer unknown. Cotton some islands and great oceans and which no ship has sailed to my belief since man first lifted up his eyes and beheld the sun and the snow

of heaven and the quiet earth beneath YAP. Keep going good, Lord, you will die, this all high flown language Clark, but it is high to be literal, and yet I do not know whether what I am hinting at cannot be set in plain and lonely terms. For instance, this world of ours is prey well you're now with telegraph wires and cables fought with something less than the speed of thought flashes from sunrise, the sunset from north to south across the floods in the desert, places suppose that an electrician of today were suddenly to perceive that he and his prey have merely been playing with pebbles and mistaking them for the found, regions of the world. Suppose it's such a man's, our utter Space lie open before the current and words of men. Flash for to the sun and beyond the sun into the system's beyond, and the voice of articulates King men, echo and the waste void. That bounds are thought.

Where do you think about that analogy, sir, as analyses go. That is a pretty get analogy, or I've done you can. the stair now a little of what I felt as I stood here one evening, it was a summer evening and the valley looked much as it does now I stood here and saw before me the in utter above the unthinkable gulf that yarns profound twenty worlds? The way the matter of the world of Spirit. I saw the great empty, deep stretch dim before me and in that instant, a break of light leaped from the earth to the unknown shore and the abyss was spanned. You may in brown favours book. If you like, and you will find that to the present day, of science are unable to account for the presence or to specify the functions of certain group of nerve cells in the brain. I'm sorry, everybody That group is, as it were, land to yet

a mere waste place for fanciful theories. I am not in the position of brown favour in the specialist I imperfectly instructed, as did the possible functions of those nerve centres in the scheme of things, with a touch I can bring them into play with a touch. I say I can set free the current with a touch I can complete. The communication between this world a sense and we shall be able to finish the sentence later on. Yes, the knife is necessary, but think what that knife will effect. It will level utterly the solid wall of sense and probably for the first time since man was made, a spirit will gaze on a Spirit World Clark, Mary, we'll see the God an

very nice check loudly. I feel that we need a recap that so he's doing these brain experiments and basically where he says he can connect. I mean he really just needed that last paragraph four. He can connect people to the Spirit World, yeah that basically with the with the scrambling of a few neurons that only he knows the true purpose of he can basically kit. He can take you to a new and different dimension, a greek ass. He guide- yeah good God passionately sure so now we're picking up with I work with an EU speaking again. You Eddie I'm ready. I bet you remember what you wrote to me. I thought it would be requisite that she he whispered the rest in the doctors ear. Be averted, no doubt at all that it all. That is nonsense, I assure you indeed, is better as it is. I am quite certain of that since the matter. Well, Raymond. It is a great responsibility, something like a wrong

you'd be a miserable man for the rest of your days. Now. I think that even if the worst happened as you know, I rescued Mary from gutter and from almost certain starvation. when she was a child, I think her if as mine, to use as I see it, com it's getting late, we'd better, go when are you now being cancelled as we speak, the he saying like you know, he found this sport. Homeless, girl and now that he raised her and gave her a life, he can do it if he wants to their life. So now, poor Mary is going to be the first test. Subject, foreseeing the great God PAN and I'll take up take up them, some slack from you. Please do doktor remit led the way into the house through the hall,

and down a long dark passage. He took a key from his pocket and open the heavy door and motion Clark with any into his laboratory. It had once been a billiard room and was like to buy a glass dome in the center of the ceiling. Once they're still shown a sad gray light on the figure of the doctor, as he little lamp with a heavy shade and place it on a table in the middle of the room. Clark looked about him. Scarcely a foot of all remain bear. There were shelves all around laden with bottles and files of all shapes and colors and at one end stood a little chippendale bookcase with assured often oiled and baby oil. Raymond pointed to this, you see that parchment as well. curly ass. He was one of the first to show me the way, though I dont think he ever found it himself. That is a stream saying of his. In every grain of wheat there lies hidden the soul of a stock. I guess it makes sense in a weird my door, there was not much further

you're in the laboratory, the table in the centre, the stone slab with a drain in one corner, the to arm chairs, on which Raymond and Clark were sitting. That was all except an odd looking chair at the further end of the room, Clark looked at and raised his eyebrows. Yes, that is the choice. Air said Raymond. We may as well placed it in position. He got up and wheeled the chair to the light and and raising in lowering letting down the seat, setting the back of various angles and adjusting the foot rest. It looked comfortable enough and clerk passed his hand over the soft green velvet as the doktor manipulated. The levers now Clark make yourself

quite comfortable, add a couple of hours worked before me. I was obliged to leave certain matters to the last Raymond, went to the stone slab in Clark, watched him drearily, as he bent over a row of files and lift the flame under the crucible. The doktor had a small handling shaded as the larger one on alleged above his apparatus and Clark who sat in the shadows looked down at the great shadowy room, wondering at the bizarre effects of brilliant light, an undefined darkness contrasting with one another Sunni became conscious of an odd odor at first the merest suggestion of an odour in the room in theirs. It grew more. He decided he fell

surprised that he was not reminded of the chemist shop or the surgery will ever smelt it dealt. It Clark found himself idly endeavoring to analyze the sensation in half conscious. He began to think of a day fifteen years ago that he had spent roaming through the woods and meadows near his own home. It was a burning day at the beginning of August. The heat had dim the outlines of all things and all distances with a faint mist and people who observe the thermometer spoke of an abnormal register of a temperature that was almost tropical strangely, that wonderful, hot day of the 50S rose up again in Clarks imagination. The sense of dazzling, all pervading sunlight seeming to blot out the shadows in the lights of the laboratory, and he felt again heated air beating and gusts about his face, so the shimmer rising from the turf and heard the myriad murmur of the summer. I hope this man doesn't annoy you track. There's nothing on her

some about it. It may make you a bit sleepy. That's all clerk for the words distinctly and knew that Raymond was speaking to him, but for the life of him he could not round self from his lethargy. He could only think of the lonely walk he had taken fifteen years ago. It was his last look at the fields and woods he had known since he was a child and now it all stood out and brilliant light as a picture before him. Above all, there came to his nostrils the scent of summer, the smell of flowers mingled in the odor of the woods of cool shaded places deep in the green debts drawn forth by the sun's heat and the scent of the good earth, lying as it were, with arms stretched forth, smiling lips overpowered. All his fancies made him wander as he had wandered long ago from the fields into the wood tracking, a little path between the shining undergrowth of beech trees and the trickle of water dropping from the limestone rock sounded as clear as a melody

The dream is experiencing due to trip in sleep induced drug induced feel goods yeah. Amid a thousand a pretty great picture, I would he's having here make you ve gone yet you ve gone. It gets a little weird. Thoughts began to go astray and mingle with other thoughts. The beach Ali was transformed to a path between eyelike trees and here and there, a vine climbed from bout about incentive, waving, tendrils droop, with purple grapes and sparse grey green leaves of a wild olive tree, stood out against the dark shadows of the islands. Clark in the deep folds of the dream was conscious that the path from his father's house had led him into an undiscovered country and he was wondering at the strangeness of it all when suddenly in place of the harm in murmur of the summer in infinite silence. So

The fall in all things in the wood was hushed and for a moment in time he stood face to face there with a presence. There was neither man nor beast, neither the living nor the dead, but all things mingled the form of all things but devoid of all, for in that moment the sacrament of body and soul was dissolved in a voice, seemed to cry. Let us go hence, and then the door of darkness beyond the stars, the darkness of everlasting, oh, he went deep. He really did he went. Hence is how you'd put how the kids were put it? Should I pick up yeah? Ok, here's your throat, ok,

It's fine when Clark woke up with a start. He saw Raymond pouring a few drops of some oily fluid into a green file, which he stopper tightly you been dozing The journey must have tired you out. Done now. I'm going to fetch me I'll, be back in ten minutes arc lay back in his chair and wondered it seemed as if he had passed from one dream into another. He had expected to see the walls of the laboratory Melton disappear. into Awaken London, shuddering and his own sleeping fancies, but at last the door opened and the doktor returned and behind him came a girl about seven. being dressed all in white. She was so beautiful. The clerk did not wonder at what the doktor had written to him. she was blushing now over face and neck and arms, but Raymond.

And unmoved Mary. The time has come, you are quite free. Are you willing to trust me entirely steel He had at clark- you are my witness here is air Mary. It is quite easy to sit in it and lean back. Are you ready, yes, dear, quite ready, give me a kiss before you begin the doktor, stooped and kissed her mouth kindly now shut your eyes. He said the girl closed her eyelids, as if she were tired and longed for sleep and rain

placed the green file to her nostrils. Her face grew white wider than her dress. She struggled faintly and then with a feeling of submission strong within her crossed her arms upon her breast is a little child about to say your prayers, the bright light. The lamp fell full upon her and Clark watched changes leading over her face. Is the change the hills when the summer clouds float across the sun, and then she lay all white and still and the doktor turned up one of her eyelids. She was quite unconscious. Raymond pressed hard and one of the levers in the chair instantly sank back Clark saw him cutting away a circle like it, sure from her hair and the lamp was moved nearer. Raymond took a small glittering instrument from a little case and Clark turned a shuddering shudderingly when he looked again. doktor was binding up the wound he had made clerk is so timid. She will wait, five minutes. Raymond was still perfectly cool. There is

nothing more to be done. We can only wait. The minutes passed slowly, picketers, slow, heavy ticking, there's an old clock in the passage Clark felt sick and think his knees ship beneath him. He could hardly stand in suddenly as they They heard a long drawn sigh and suddenly did the color that had vanished returned it, a girl's, cheeks and suddenly her eyes open Clark Quail before them. They shown with an awful light looking far away and a great wonder, fell upon her face in her hands, stretched out as if to touch what was invisible

in an instant, the wonder, faded and gave place to the most awful tear the muscles of her face were hideously Campbell should from head to foot the sole seemed struggling in shuddering within the house of flesh. It was a horrible site and clerk rushed forward and she fell shrieking to the floor. three days Raymond took part. Two marries bedside lying wide, awake roaming, your head from side to side and grinning vacantly. Yes, the doktor said still quite cool. It is a great pity she is a hopeless idiot. However, it could not be held, and after all she has seen the great God pan.

Very nice. Now. Where were you? I would definitely not a doktor feel good, no doctor feel bad. I guess is the best way put it. I think said: Doktor make bad. That was really great check. This is truly the most spooky is the Chancellor Spook time yes- and we appreciate everyone who listen studies, every Halloween, one of our favourites to do because we get to just have a little bit of fun and be goofy. What do you mean? the street real, but everyone. You know how it looks like it's probably on most part this year, so I'm be careful out there still and stay safe yet enjoy yourselves, yes

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