Tales From The Morgue xx-xx-xx Elmer Meets Death

M&J Audio Theater presents Chet Chetters Tales From The More They come in my friend, so nice of you to drop in, have a seat, make yourself comfortable. I am Chet Chetter.

The Morga Tintant and a resident storyteller. I'm so glad you came by. Today, Ruby turned to the small, peaceful town of Biloxi. It seems that there was this old abandoned house on the corner of Main Street.

Well, there was some talk of this house being haunted, mostly children with overactive imaginations. However, on this particular Wednesday afternoon, a very distinct moaning sound admitted from the Daille Construction. Well, the citizens who lived near by their own house were quite unnerved by the sound. The Biloxi Police Department was flooded of course that day. Hello blokes of police department chef micro is speaking oh oh

how to miss pluck it what gonna do you first oh well you say you hear strange noises coming from the old Fortin house we got us another one Chester yes ma'am well now miss pluck it is probably just a couple out of cats and he yes ma'am I Know it sounds horrible, but they get that that way when they you know

Yes, well now if they don't stop in the next 30 minutes off send you down to go check it out Okay, you do this one Thank you kindly ma'am You want me to go down that house and check it out sure no It worked the gas go down there take the phone off the hook hand me a donut all right sir

Where? The noise from the house persisted, and it sounded nothing like a cat. It was quite unmistakably human. It was about midnight when Mr. L. McCorn, a well-known resident of The blucksy was awakened from sleep.