46xxxx (003) The Secret of XR-3

I'll take you back there for a reason. No, don't. I told you not to touch me.

We've played our last performance together. Midnight, the witching hour when the night is darkest, our fears the strongest, our strength, and its lowest ever. Midnight, when the graves gave open and death, strikes. You'll learn the answer in just a minute in...

The Secret of XR3. And now, murder at midnight. Tales of mystery and terror by Radio's Masters of the Macabre.

Our story by Max Ehrlich is... The Secret of XR3. The Death House. The man sits in a tiny cell, his head bowed, waiting for the moment when he will pass from light to eternal shadow.

The clock picks on but the time is not yet not quite yet Then footsteps sound on the car addict the door opens It's almost time my son Yes father. I know Is there anything I can do no Still I'm glad you've come Father look at me Look at me closely Yes, I frighten you don't I terrify you no

No, no my son. Nothing frightens me except the evil. It bends hearts. Am I evil? I don't know my son. Father, I... Just sit down. Let me tell you my story. And then when I finished, perhaps you can tell me.

They called me Gorgo. All my life I've been a little man, only three feet high. Perfectly normal and everywhere you see, except for my height. you saw me down at the Century Theatre in that San Diego, the Voville team of Tetroth and Gorgo, Acrobat Supreme. Tetroth was a huge ape-like man who tossed me

through the air like a rubber ball. The audience liked the act, the contrast between the big, big Tetroth and the little little Gorgo, intrigued and amused them. And on the stage I laughed and smiled and went through my tricks like a happy little fella.