4x-xx-xx ep22 A Terrible Night

The weird circle. In this cave with restless sea, we are meant to call from out of the past stories, strange and weird. Bellkeeper told the bell so that all we know we are gathered again in the weird circle.

Phantoms of a world gone by speak again the immortal tale. Sir the court, next witness please. If you're on a please, the next witness is Charles Castar, the defendant in this case. Will Mr. Castar please take the stand.

Silence in the court. Place your left hand on the Bible. Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth? I do. Suppose Mr. Castar, you tell this court your story in your own words.

From the... The very beginning? Don't be afraid. From the very beginning. Well, I don't know where to start, to be honest. I feel like a man that's drowning. I guess it started the night my wife, Bertha, and her brother, Dick Linton, were helping me to pack my suitcase.

Dick and I were preparing to go on a hunting trip in Canada in the Northwest section. And don't forget to put the covers in, Charlie. A hunting man needs a copper, you know. Sure he does.

He keeps him from getting lost. See how bright my wife is dick, she knows all the answers. I didn't mean it that way. I know, Berthe, I know. It's just that when a gal's brother and husband go gallivanting off on a hunting trip to the Northwoods, a gal wants to know they're coming back safe.

You worry about Charles, Berthe. You know me, I never get lost. You remember the camping trips we used to take when we were kids? You were a Boy Scout then, Dick. He's no Boy Scout now.