Witchcraft

The Anchor Hocking Glass Corporation brings you crime photographer! Hey, a case. Hi, other bird. How's your weather outside? It's still bad. Seems like this winter will ever end. Yeah, but like I always say, a long winter means an early summer.

Is that what you always say? Yeah, that's what I always say. Tony, what do you always say? Casey, I always say Anchor Hocking, The most famous name in glass. Good evening ladies and gentlemen, this is Tony Marvin.

Every week at this time, the Ankerhocking Glass Corporation of Lancaster, Ohio, and its more than 10,000 employees bring you another adventure of Casey crime photographer. Ace cameraman who covers the crime news of a great city.

Our adventure for tonight... Witchcraft! On the outskirts of our city, there's a queer rural community known as Frogs. The town whose inhabitants resolutely combat the invasion of modern ideas and metropolitan customs.

It's a section of small farms dotted here and there with a cluster of tiny houses. At about three o'clock on a cold winter morning, little groups of shivering natives peer curiously at a smoke, blackened shack that has just been the scene of a fire and at the city policemen who are milling around it.

Then a car with a press sign on its windshield pulls up at the curb and a familiar voice. Hi Sergeant Flanagan. Oh, so you're here, Kae-joon, before any other newspaper muck, and the lips are things, at least I don't see any competitors around here.

Ah, you're the first for your trouble-making tribe to get here, and yeah. Now I gotta report that Fiamon uncovered a murder inside that shack after they got the flames under control. How about that? Oh, that's correct, Kae-sy.