Until Dead

Later than for natural and the supernormal traumatizing the fantasies and the terrors of the unknown We tell you this frank with sightment and tension of these imaginative plays are Jovar the little man Or in barbarism threatens his own home and suddenly the little man powers over the earth a figure of vengeance This too tonight is a story we begin Bob Stevenson wants to ask you a question

Now, the things then find you so worn out and ball in that you can't enjoy the evening. Are you so jittery and under when it was in Councilor? I know, I know.

I understand you want to see me. Sit down Councilor. I'm very busy. You understand? I know. The change in all the jewellery's been out three hours. The level of the jewellery. Are you insane? Am I a stepping one?

But why? You've got a chance by my final summation. The jewellery might get locked. Yes, deadlock. You're not going to listen to me. The jewellery comes in. He'll be there sure. He? Who, by that name, doesn't he?

That name doesn't exist. He killed my wife. Everything killed my wife, you hear me? He killed my wife. I know. You listen to me. There are a guy sounding legal words. Get out of it.

My new muck just said to himself, okay, beautiful, I'm going to get you. Oh, how can I? Tell me, I can only think of my head.

I'm here. I'm here to get you. Fighting again. I don't hear anything. Fighting. He wants a claud at his eyes. And his hands. He's fat to want that. And again, in the third time, do I take the rat knee that loved her, Mark Street?