Death Is the Visitor

The Mysterious Traveler. 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. And it will thrill you a little and chill you a little.

So settle back and get a good grip on your nerves. If you can. Where are we going? Why are we going to pay a visit to the home of Albert and Louise Jordan? as nice and colorful as you'd hope to meet.

In a story I call... Death is the visitor. My story begins in the Jordan home late on a hot summer night. Albert Jordan is asleep and is having a nightmare about his mother-in-law. No. You can't pull the wool over my eyes.

Albert Jordan, my mom, dear ways, Think that my only child was foolish enough to elope with you, but you made her do it now But you made her So long as I'm alive she'll be protected from you But are you listening to me alone?

Darling wake up What is it? You were having a night maybe you don't want to wake mother up. She needs a good night sleep for a trip tomorrow. Oh, oh yes, the trip I wish it was tomorrow already. She was gone.

Are you sure you have everything, Mother? Yes, Louise. Everything I need for my trip home is in this handbag. Oh, now don't forget to ship my trunk. I've already notified the Expressman, Mother. He'll be here to pick it up this morning. Thank you, dear.

Well, it's almost nine o'clock, Mother. You'll miss your train. I've never missed a train in my life. You'll even be so anxious to get rid of me, Albert. Really, Mother? I didn't mean... of we darling I do hate leaving you alone like this but mother I'm not alone I have Albert I don't mind saying it right to his face I don't cross him Louise and I