Burn Witch Burn AFRS Myst Phs 166

Good evening, creeps. This is PFC X, raising the curtain of the mystery playhouse. Tonight's play was written by A. Merritt and is entitled, Burn Witch Burn. Creeps, this is a story that borders on the supernatural.

It is about a doctor, a man of science, and finds himself in conflict with a strange evil force that defies all science. A doctor who doesn't believe that some things he hears are possible until he sees them with his own eyes.

Listen now to Burn Witch, Burn. My name is Dr. Lowell. The laws of science have always been the horizon of my understanding. That is, until recently, I'm confused, bewildered. I've seen things which could hardly occur according to scientific explanation, awful gruesome things, things which belong in the dark ages.

It all began on that day when that notorious gangster Julian Riccori brought one of his gunmen into my hospital. The man died horribly, most horribly. I stood there studying the terra frozen face of the dead man.

I was baffled, but I couldn't accept the explanation of Rachori who kept mumbling. That's Trega. That's Trega. What's that you saying, Rachori? That's Trega, the witch. That's Hokel Pils. Look, you've upset my hospital staff badly enough bringing that man in here without any regard for the proper procedure.

It was an emergency, Dr. Loh. Nevertheless. Now you have your dacity to suggest some ridiculous superstition as the cause of his death. Which indeed. Then you tell me what killed him. Doctor. When the autopsy report comes in, we'll know.

You'll know nothing. Look at Peter's death. Look at the face. You've seen men die before, lots of them. Well... Did you ever see a man look at he did before he died? Sorry, I... ...disturbing up at your true you.