You Died Last Night

And now, a tale well calculated to keep you in, saucepense! In a moment, Act 1 of You Died Last Night, starring Bob Redick and Sattosortega, and written especially for suspense by Robert Arthur. This portion of suspense is brought to you by the makers of Alpine cigarettes.

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But I have a question for you. What happened to you last night? night. Now don't answer because whatever you say you're wrong, all of you. You see, I know what happened last night because I saw it happen. You and you and you and all of you. You died last night. All right, let's start over and don't bother to say I'm off my

rocker. I'm going to tell you what happened. And I'm going to do my best to make all of you believe it because of you don't, all of you. I got a pretty good idea you're going die again some nights soon. So we go back two days the day before yesterday, time exactly four p.m. place 30 miles northeast of Bakersfield, California.

Characters just me, Joe Prescott and Nelly, my pack mule. I was prospecting like I do every year for a couple of weeks for the fun of it. Well, at this time I'd struck something, something that looked big. Because I didn't have anyone else to talk to, I talked to Nelly. Nelly, old girl, looks like you'll be able to retire.