Death Writes a Letter

presents the mysterious traveler. This is the mysterious traveler inviting you to join me on another journey into the realm of the strange and terrifying. I hope you will enjoy the trip and it will thrill you a little and chilly will it be so settled back get a good whip on your nerves and be comfortable if you can. As

As you hear the story I call... Death writes a letter. My story begins last summer in the townhouse of Martin Drake, a well-known financier. Martin has deep an argument with his older brother, John, as his daughter Susan enters the room unnoticed.

John, how can you possibly believe in such things? Spiritualism, nonsense is a better word for it. to a skeptic everything is nonsense but if you'd seen and heard what I have you two would believe. Hello Father. Uncle John. Hello Susan. I see you tour up to your old arguments. Well your father is a very stubborn man. Well I may be stubborn

but I'm no fool. Imagine believing in spiritualism telepathy in all that Tommy right. I believe in spiritualism Martin and that the living can communicate with the dead and nothing you can say will serve me for my beliefs.

Uncle John, in all these years you've been studying spiritualism, have you ever been able to communicate with Aunt Judith? No, Susan, I haven't. But there have been times late at night when I've all but broken through the barrier that separates us.

Oh, I give up. There's no use in arguing with a man who has an obsession. Oh, that's fine, Father. Now the three of us can go into supper. Oh, I'm sorry, Susan, but I can't stay for supper.