45-xx-xx ep12 Design for Death

The sealed book, once again the keeper of the book has opened the ponderous door to the secret vault, wherein his kept the great sealed book, in which is recorded all the secrets and mysteries of mankind through the ages.

Here are tales of every kind, tales of murder, of madness, of dark deeds, strange and terrible beyond all belief. Keeper of the book, I would know what tale we tell this time. Open the great book and let us read.

Slowly the great book opens one by one. The keeper of the book turns the pages and stops. Ah, the strange story of a web of death woven by fate. The trapped three unsuspecting mortals.

In an evil design, more terrible than the mind can conceive. A tale titled Design for Death. Here is the tale, Design for Death, as it is written in the pages of the sealed book. The story begins deep in the lonely solitude of the main woods.

A young couple, Carl and Dora Evans, stand at the side of a narrow road, staring dazedly at the wreckage of their car, and a deep gully beside the road. A wreck from which they have miraculously escaped, unheard.

Carl, I told you we shouldn't try to make the Canadian border by tonight. You hadn't been driving so fast you'd have been able to take that curve. Now what are we going to do? I'm foot here in the woods with sundown not more than a half hour away.

Dora be quiet. I think I hear something. Listen. Music. Organ music. Now we must be imagining it. We're not imagining it. Look, there's a path leading into the woods. There must be a house back in there someplace.