Murder Rides the Carousel

to welcome you through the creaking door into the unassigned zone. Ah, incidentally, this might be a good opportunity for me to mention that we've been going into business in a small way, manufacturing various items for faithful followers of the creaking door.

Among them are silences for chattering teeth. Hair lotion guaranteed to keep your hair from standing out in. A supply of spare fingernails to chew on, artificially flavored, and a cream for smoothing out goose pimple.

Vanishing cream, of course, oh, there's no charge. Merely send us your name, address, and next of kin. Hahaha. Night's inner sanctum, mystery, murder, writes the carousel was written by Lou Vidders and stars Miss Leslie Woods in the role of Janie with Lawson's Herbie as Ben.

Oh to our happy little horror the story of murder writes the carousel. Ah it is now it's fidgeting. Lights are up the music ready and the painted horses is itching to gallop that last mile.

Mitch Cheney, the girl who owns a carousel and who's beginning to get dizzy. Most places have fairgrounds. Out on the edge of town where the land isn't worth much. And that's where carnivals come and stay for a while.

And most carnivals have a carousel out on the edge of town. Daytime fits the kids and evenings you see the lovers on the carousel. And later on it's the married folks. And then the lights start going out all over the fair.

And the air is getting cold. And what kind is it then that rides the carousel? There were only two of them. And she was a pretty enough girl. Red-headed, blue-eyed, cheaply dressed. And she wasn't looking at him.