Corpse Without a Conscience

Good evening, friends. This is your host to welcome you through the creaking door into the inner sanctum. Come in, come in. You mustn't mind that covered body over there in the corner. That's Oscar, our bashful corpse.

You see, we covered him up because Oscar said he didn't want to be seen dead in here. And those folks sitting on the coffins just came in to rest their bones. Sort of a skeleton crew, you know.

Oh, we're having a big party here tonight, but if you don't see any smiles, just remember all the people here are grave characters. Ha-ha-ha-ha! Tonight's Inner Sanctum Mystery, Corpse Without a Conscience, was written by Ed Adamson and Bob Sloan, and star as Carl Swenson in the role of Charles with Everett Sloan as Bellini.

As they so often say, the line that separates the dead from the living is very thin. Now take tonight's character, Mario Bellini. Bellini crossed that line so many times he almost wore it out. Like the strange mystic man that Mario Bellini was in life, the small mosque shaped tomb in which his body reposed,

closed a strange and mystic tomb. In a hillside cemetery, it stood alone in a loop above the other tomb. On a stormy, windswept night in the large granite house whose grounds border on the graveyard, the elderly wrinkled-faced woman stands at her bedroom window, staring out at the hilltop tomb.

The elderly woman, troubled by a hidden fear, bites nervously at her lip, then suddenly. I don't know. I don't know what happened. John. John. What happened? Why did you scream? He's come back. His return from...

What are you trying to say? Who's come back? Mario. Bellini. Bellini? Yes. He was here in this room. Ridiculous Bellini's dead. He's buried in that tomb up on the hill. I know. But his return from the dead...