House of Fear

Have you heard the strange tales of the Whistler? Sotter... Please Paul, take me away from here. I can't stand this lonely please. I'm frightened. Too quiet here.

If you don't take me away, I'll leave by myself. Saturday night, and again, CBS presents... The Whistler. I, the Whistler, know many things, for I walk by night. I know many strange tales, Many secrets hidden in the hearts of men and women who've stepped into the shadows.

And so I tell you tonight, the amazing story of house of fear. In an apartment overlooking New York City, a young man and a young girl stand facing each other. The girl is calm, the young man is tense with anger.

The girl is Lana Wallace, the young man Paul Garson. Silence reigns for a few seconds then. What? What did you say Lana? I said I was going to be married Paul. Married? Yes married. But Lana you don't know what you're saying you're out of your mind. No Paul I'm quite same. I thought you were

in love with me that we were going to be married. In all the months I've known you you've never said a word about marriage until now. You knew I was mad to be in love with you. Yes Paul but there was nothing about marriage. Please Please listen to me. You don't know what you're doing.

You'll never be happy with anyone else. Now please think it over. Please wait until you're sure. I am sure, Paul. I've made up my mind. Oh, what's the matter with me? Well, nothing doesn't matter with you.

Oh, no. There must be something. Nothing. Oh, then why change your mind so suddenly? There's nothing sudden about it. I know I'm a man. I'm going to marry for some time. Some time. You mean a few days, I suppose.