The House of Death

a mysterious traveler. Not journey into the realm of the strange and terrifying. I hope you will enjoy the trip, let it will thrill you a little and kill you a little. So settle back, get a good grip on your nerves.

Where are we going? You'll find out when we get there. I hope it's not making you nervous You're nervous being alone with me here in the dark. Darkness stirs strange terrors in some minds. The things that happen at night are sometimes most upsetting.

Things such as cats that vanish or die, as in the tale of house of death. It's living out in the country this way, Louise. We're so isolated from everyone. Martha, it was much nicer when we lived in our own house in the village.

Even if Roger and Hester are on the few o' knees, we should never have let them persuade us to move out here with them. Ah, doesn't that wind ever stop blowing? Martha, Roger and Hester are coming.

I just saw the car turn into the drive. Yeah, hope they've got the maids. What's the matter with Toby and Queenie? A mother's little darling, Tungway. We don't like living here. Yes, they do seem unhappy.

But Toby hasn't been eating well at all. Louise is very foolish out living here with Roger and Hester. I think we should move back to our house in the village, where we can really be happy.

Oh, Martha, could we? She knows my becad. So much nonsense about our being influenced and too old to live alone. Hello, Aunt Martha. Had Louise. Oh, Roger. Were you able to get her made for her?