Greetings, dear listeners, desire Johnny, Bailey the
spectral Hostetler of Shadow Brook Camp, joining the Hendrix
and family for supper, then a soiree around the radio as the
darkness envelops us. We prepare to immerse ourselves
in a bone chilling. Tale one, that has echoed
Through the Ages. A story that continues to haunt
the minds of those who dare to, listen, we shall embark on a
journey into a world where the moonlit sky is filled with the
flood. Our of bats, the howling of
wolves Echoes through the night and creatures of the night.
Lurk in the shadows thirsting for more than just the darkness.
Now, mr. Hendrickson asked me to fetch
some garlic from the General Store.
I reckon it's for the spaghetti sauce, but who knows it might
just come in handy with the tail.
We're about to hear brace yourselves, my friends, as we
proudly present a spine-tingling reimagining of a chilling,
Masterpiece that is enthralled. Countless Souls, a tail were
loved. And Intertwine and the
boundaries between the living and the undead becoming Stitch.
That was a very timing. We'll see you in Transylvania.