No One on the Line

This is the mysterious traveler inviting you to join me on another journey into the realm of the strange and the terrifying. I hope you will enjoy the trip that it will thrill you a little and that chill you a little.

So settle back and get a good grip on your nerves. If you can. Where are we going? going? Why today we're going to accompany Mr Harvey Benson through a fateful 24 hours of his life. In a story I call, no one on the line. Our visit with Harvey Benson begins on a Wednesday evening in summer. Harvey, a self-made businessman, is

smoking a cigar and reading the paper while his wife Linda reads a book. It's It's really quite a picture of peaceful domesticity. Well, that's it. Nothing much in the paper tonight, do you? Too bad your poker game tonight fell through, darling.

I know how you look forward to Wednesday evening. Well, it doesn't matter. Good book you're reading? Oh, yes. Yes, it's very exciting. It's a new murder mystery everybody's talking about. I would have guessed it was rather dull from the way you've been looking at the same page for ten minutes now.

Oh, was that? I must have been woe gathered. Well, I guess I'll go... Oh, phone, I'll get it, Linda. No, sister, Harvey, you're tired, all at once. No, I insist, my dear. Hello. That's funny. No one on the line.

Oh, strange. Maybe the phone's out of order. No, I heard the click is someone hung up when I answered. Oh, but it's not worth wondering about. Getting late. What do you say we turn in?

in and now we join Harvey again at breakfast the following morning it's getting late but Harvey lingers over his coffee as if he had the whole day a good coffee this promise more will you darling of course Harvey but we shouldn't you be leaving for your office dear oh there's plenty of time but it's almost 9 30 you