Hangman's Island

Good evening, friends of the inner sanctum. This is your hope to welcome you to the squeaking door. Our cast assembled here in a highly unique manner tonight. The angina of flow in the window. Did anyone whisper, which window?

Another member of the cast crawled out of the studio woodwork. This creep said that he simply loved popping up, at least, suspected. Well, I'm forget. Meadam once, they'll haunt you right here, Grey. But, seriously, every last one of them is really and truly wrapped up in his work.

Like a, shall we say, a scorpion. Hahaha! Tonight's inner sanctum mystery, hangman's island, was written by John Robert, and stars Mason Adams and the role of Regan would else with Eric as Wilmer. An island, somewhere off the Florida Key.

Hangman's island. A bleak ruin of marsh rubble and scotch pine trees. It is sometime between night and morning Cowering in the marsh crawling on all fours like a giant hand is a man Dragon smeared with his own blood It is life slowly underway He crawls like a hunted animal with a calming voice of the hunter exploding in his brain

Now you And then we'll die.

I can see a gold wall. The sun burning up the night. I'm gonna get it all began. Today I got the feeling that Fats was about to dust me off. Part company.

And he fides out that little greedy gleam in his eye that spelled a secret bankroll. He could tell he didn't want me around to help him count it. I could use fides. Who couldn't get it?

Hey, you're not hinting you think I've got fides. You've got that well fed luck the last couple days. lobster dinner look. We are talking from Hungry Kid. I've been bombing coffee and just like you.