WEBVTT - Josh N Chuck's Hallowe'en Spooky Scarefest 0:00:01.120 --> 0:00:04.320 Welcome to you stuff you should know from house stuff 0:00:04.320 --> 0:00:17.040 works dot com. Welcome to the Halloween Podcast. I'm Josh 0:00:17.280 --> 0:00:22.440 the Ghoul Clark. That's right, there's Chuck the Phantom Bryant 0:00:23.239 --> 0:00:31.240 and Jerry the ghoulish Phantom. Great. I think, uh, Darry 0:00:31.280 --> 0:00:34.960 didn't like being called a wraith. No. I think that's 0:00:35.000 --> 0:00:38.120 she didn't know what it means. No, you know, I 0:00:38.159 --> 0:00:40.839 think this tradition is so great and fun. Now. I 0:00:40.880 --> 0:00:43.919 think so too, that we are beginning to live alongside 0:00:44.040 --> 0:00:49.240 the Simpsons Street House of Horror. Oh, it's that venerated Huh. 0:00:49.280 --> 0:00:51.280 I think so? I think. I think. I think you're 0:00:51.680 --> 0:00:54.080 I think listeners really look forward to this, well, not 0:00:54.200 --> 0:00:57.720 on that level of like fame, but I think fans 0:00:58.480 --> 0:01:00.440 of the Simpsons look forward to that each You're just 0:01:00.520 --> 0:01:06.440 as our fans look forward to That's what I'm saying. Um, 0:01:06.480 --> 0:01:10.640 it's one of my favorites obviously both of us. Christmas 0:01:10.680 --> 0:01:13.920 and Halloween are probably two phaves of the year. Am 0:01:13.920 --> 0:01:17.600 I speaking for you? Yeah? But you're speaking correctly, all right. 0:01:17.680 --> 0:01:19.840 I can live with that, you know. I mean, like, 0:01:19.880 --> 0:01:21.360 those are the two that we know we're going to 0:01:21.440 --> 0:01:24.040 be good. All the rest of it's like hit or miss. Yeah, 0:01:24.120 --> 0:01:32.880 for the unknown, unadorned, unadorned, uninitiated, unindoctrinated, unindoctrinated, unexposed, unexposed. 0:01:32.880 --> 0:01:37.119 What we do is we we read a scary story 0:01:37.200 --> 0:01:40.720 for Halloween, and last with and Jerry Gussie's at all 0:01:40.840 --> 0:01:45.160 up with special effects. It's like this, that was amazing? 0:01:45.160 --> 0:01:49.440 How about that? That's creepy, Like I'm scared right now. Um. 0:01:49.480 --> 0:01:52.680 And last year we started a tradition where we are 0:01:52.680 --> 0:01:56.440 reading two shorter stories and that's what we're doing again 0:01:56.480 --> 0:02:00.720 this year because I think what happened is, well, remember 0:02:00.720 --> 0:02:03.680 we had a Halloween horror fiction contest. Well, yeah, that 0:02:03.800 --> 0:02:07.160 was great, that's pretty cool. Yeah. Uh and then but 0:02:07.280 --> 0:02:09.440 we started the whole thing out with was it the 0:02:09.480 --> 0:02:12.760 Tomb I think was the first one, and then we 0:02:12.800 --> 0:02:17.040 did bear nice yeah, then the horror fiction contest I think, 0:02:17.360 --> 0:02:20.360 and then I don't know how many of this is. 0:02:20.880 --> 0:02:22.880 Oh yeah, we'll have to figure it out, yeah, because 0:02:22.880 --> 0:02:27.760 we'll have to title it whatever annual Halloween Spectacular. Yes, 0:02:28.840 --> 0:02:31.760 which is a different thing that we did once on 0:02:31.800 --> 0:02:37.040 our very short lived web web video series what was 0:02:37.080 --> 0:02:40.800 that called webcast? Webcast? It's so ancient already that we 0:02:40.840 --> 0:02:45.000 can't even remote a live webcast. So you picked out 0:02:45.000 --> 0:02:49.960 this first one, um, and I picked out the second one. Well, first, first, 0:02:49.960 --> 0:02:51.320 hold on, I want to I want to give a 0:02:51.360 --> 0:02:53.880 plug to our buddy, to Grabster, because he hooked us 0:02:53.919 --> 0:02:56.080 up all right. So I don't know if you know 0:02:56.120 --> 0:02:58.119 this or not, but the Grabster knows what he's talking 0:02:58.120 --> 0:03:02.000 about when it comes to horror movies, and um I 0:03:02.320 --> 0:03:05.760 we tweeted to him and said, hey, man, can you 0:03:05.840 --> 0:03:07.840 give us a list of your favorite horror movies of 0:03:07.880 --> 0:03:11.400 all time? And the Grabster said, oh, are you gonna 0:03:11.400 --> 0:03:16.200 read them? But he said yes, let me give me 0:03:16.240 --> 0:03:19.919 a night and I will put it together. And by 0:03:20.000 --> 0:03:22.919 goodness if he didn't put it on his um personal 0:03:22.960 --> 0:03:26.200 site robot viking dot com. The post is some of 0:03:26.240 --> 0:03:29.120 my favorite horror movies and he just went to town. 0:03:29.680 --> 0:03:33.000 What's his number one? It's not listed to Spiria no, 0:03:34.280 --> 0:03:37.160 like he doesn't have them in order, but raw had 0:03:37.160 --> 0:03:41.640 Rex is on their Pontypool Triangle Return of Living Dead 0:03:41.680 --> 0:03:46.040 three and he justifies these. You know, I need to 0:03:46.040 --> 0:03:49.440 see ponty Pool because our buddy Joe Garden is long 0:03:49.680 --> 0:03:52.600 raved about the merits of the people. I've never seen it. 0:03:52.640 --> 0:03:54.960 Either and it's one of those ones. It's like, I 0:03:55.000 --> 0:03:58.520 think it's up on Netflix too. All right, so you 0:03:58.560 --> 0:04:01.520 picked this first one? You want to just set it up? Yes? 0:04:01.720 --> 0:04:05.160 So this is the moon Bog. It's hyphenated two words 0:04:05.840 --> 0:04:09.960 by our friend Howard Phillips Lovecraft, who is still one 0:04:10.000 --> 0:04:14.920 of my favorite writers of all time. Um. Yeah, even 0:04:14.920 --> 0:04:17.520 though you can just go on and on about him 0:04:17.600 --> 0:04:21.000 personally or his writing style or some of the devices 0:04:21.080 --> 0:04:23.720 he used, like other than describing something to saying it 0:04:23.760 --> 0:04:27.320 was indescribable or unnamable, I still love the guy for 0:04:27.360 --> 0:04:30.200 some reason. Uh. And this one is one of his 0:04:30.440 --> 0:04:36.840 um more interesting imaginative ones. Has nothing to do with 0:04:36.880 --> 0:04:40.360 the Cathulu mythos or anything like that. It's just pretty cool. 0:04:40.480 --> 0:04:46.280 It's a neat, little weirdo ancient haunting story about an 0:04:46.279 --> 0:04:51.640 Irish American who who uh doesn't follow the advice of 0:04:51.680 --> 0:04:55.200 the local townspeople. Let's just say that, not right. Are 0:04:55.200 --> 0:04:58.400 you ready? Do you want me to start? Yeah? Without 0:04:58.440 --> 0:05:11.760 further ado, The Moon Bug by H. P. Lovecraft Somewhere 0:05:12.160 --> 0:05:15.239 to what remote and fearsome region I know not. Dennis 0:05:15.279 --> 0:05:18.400 Barry has gone. I was with him the last night 0:05:18.440 --> 0:05:21.000 he lived among men and heard his screams when the 0:05:21.080 --> 0:05:24.320 thing came to him. But all the peasants and police 0:05:24.320 --> 0:05:27.440 and County Meath could never find him or the others, 0:05:27.440 --> 0:05:30.799 though they searched long and far. And now I shudder 0:05:30.839 --> 0:05:33.720 when I hear the frogs piping and swamps, or see 0:05:33.720 --> 0:05:37.120 the moon in lonely places. I had known Dennis Berry 0:05:37.160 --> 0:05:39.880 well in America, where he had grown rich, and had 0:05:39.920 --> 0:05:42.840 congratulated him when he bought back the old castle by 0:05:42.839 --> 0:05:46.520 the bog at Sleepy Kildairy. It was from Kilderie that 0:05:46.720 --> 0:05:49.400 his father had come, and it was there that he 0:05:49.440 --> 0:05:53.360 wished to enjoy his wealth among ancestral scenes. Men of 0:05:53.400 --> 0:05:56.120 his blood had once ruled over Kilderie and built and 0:05:56.200 --> 0:05:59.240 dwelt in the castle. But those days were very remote, 0:05:59.680 --> 0:06:02.840 so that for generations the castle had been empty and decaying. 0:06:03.960 --> 0:06:06.800 After he went to Ireland, Barry wrote me often and 0:06:06.839 --> 0:06:09.120 told me how under his care the Gray Castle was 0:06:09.240 --> 0:06:12.359 rising tower by tower to its ancient splendor, how the 0:06:12.400 --> 0:06:15.400 ivy was climbing slowly over the restored walls as it 0:06:15.520 --> 0:06:18.440 had climbed so many centuries ago, and how the peasants 0:06:18.480 --> 0:06:20.600 blessed him for bringing back the old days with his 0:06:20.720 --> 0:06:24.440 gold from over the sea. But in time there came troubles, 0:06:24.920 --> 0:06:28.440 and the peasants ceased to bless him and fled away instead, 0:06:28.720 --> 0:06:31.640 as from a doom. And then he sent a letter 0:06:31.720 --> 0:06:33.680 and asked me to visit him, for he was lonely 0:06:33.720 --> 0:06:35.800 in the castle, with no one to speak to, save 0:06:35.839 --> 0:06:38.719 the new servants and labors he had brought from the north. 0:06:40.120 --> 0:06:42.320 The bog was the cause of all these troubles, as 0:06:42.360 --> 0:06:44.400 Barry told me the night I came to the castle. 0:06:45.040 --> 0:06:48.000 I had reached Kildery in the summer sunset, as the 0:06:48.040 --> 0:06:50.599 gold of the sky lighted the green of the hills 0:06:50.640 --> 0:06:53.159 and groves and the blue of the bog, where on 0:06:53.200 --> 0:06:57.000 a far islet a strange olden ruin glistened spectral lee. 0:06:57.800 --> 0:07:01.599 That sunset was very beautiful, but peasants at Ballylow had 0:07:01.600 --> 0:07:04.960 warned me against it and said that Kilderi had become accursed, 0:07:05.320 --> 0:07:07.679 so that I almost shuddered to see the high turrets 0:07:07.720 --> 0:07:11.440 of the castle gilded with fire. Barry's motor had met 0:07:11.440 --> 0:07:14.680 me at the Ballylow station, for Kildery is off the railway. 0:07:14.760 --> 0:07:17.040 The villagers had shunned the car and the driver from 0:07:17.040 --> 0:07:19.600 the north, but had whispered to me with pale faces 0:07:19.600 --> 0:07:22.440 when they saw I was going to Kildeery. And that night, 0:07:22.680 --> 0:07:25.960 after our reunion, Barry told me why the peasants had 0:07:25.960 --> 0:07:28.560 gone from Kildrey, because Dennis Barry was to drain the 0:07:28.600 --> 0:07:31.800 great Bog. For all his love of Ireland America had 0:07:31.840 --> 0:07:35.040 not left him untouched, and he hated the beautiful wasted 0:07:35.120 --> 0:07:38.160 space where pete might be cut and the land opened up. 0:07:39.040 --> 0:07:41.920 The legends and superstitions of Kildee did not move him, 0:07:42.120 --> 0:07:44.600 and he laughed when the peasants first refused to help, 0:07:45.000 --> 0:07:47.240 and then cursed him and went away to Ballylow with 0:07:47.280 --> 0:07:51.280 their few belongings as they saw his determination in their place. 0:07:51.280 --> 0:07:53.680 He sent for laborers from the North, and when the 0:07:53.720 --> 0:07:57.040 servants left, he replaced them likewise. But it was lonely 0:07:57.040 --> 0:08:02.640 among strangers, so Barry had asked me to come, all right, 0:08:02.760 --> 0:08:05.120 So we got this guy Dennis, who uh got his 0:08:05.200 --> 0:08:08.680 old fixer up our family castle. You made some some 0:08:08.800 --> 0:08:11.120 moolah back in the States, went over to Ireland to 0:08:11.200 --> 0:08:14.080 fix it up, brought in some I guess people from 0:08:14.120 --> 0:08:18.640 Scotland to help. Friends from the North. Maybe, oh yeah, sure, 0:08:18.800 --> 0:08:23.640 I took it to be Greenland for some reason. Interesting uh, 0:08:23.680 --> 0:08:25.960 and everyone in the village. He wants to get rid 0:08:26.000 --> 0:08:27.600 of that bog and drain it. And I put in 0:08:27.600 --> 0:08:29.720 a tennis court and he's like, we could put build 0:08:29.800 --> 0:08:32.320 train tracks there something. And everyone in the village is 0:08:32.320 --> 0:08:34.760 going a big mistake. I'm out of here, so as 0:08:34.760 --> 0:08:38.800 buddy comes to visit him, uh, and that's where we are. 0:08:40.720 --> 0:08:42.679 When I heard the fears which had driven the people 0:08:42.720 --> 0:08:45.600 from Kildary, I laughed as loudly as my friend had laughed. 0:08:46.400 --> 0:08:49.880 But these fears were the vegas wildest and most absurd character. 0:08:50.800 --> 0:08:52.960 They had to do with some preposterous legend of the 0:08:52.960 --> 0:08:55.920 bog and of a grim guardian spirit that dwelt in 0:08:55.960 --> 0:08:58.840 the strange, old and ruin on the far islet I 0:08:58.840 --> 0:09:01.480 had seen in the sunset. There were tales of dancing 0:09:01.559 --> 0:09:03.960 lights and the dark of the moon, and of chill 0:09:04.080 --> 0:09:07.040 winds when the night was warm, of wraiths in white 0:09:07.080 --> 0:09:10.679 hovering over the waters. But foremost among the weird fancies, 0:09:10.720 --> 0:09:14.800 and alone in its absolute unanimity, was that of the 0:09:14.880 --> 0:09:18.160 curse awaiting him who should dare to touch or drain 0:09:18.640 --> 0:09:25.079 the vast reddish morass. Don't drain the bog. There were secrets, 0:09:25.080 --> 0:09:28.160 said the peasants which must not be uncovered, secrets that 0:09:28.200 --> 0:09:31.360 had lain hidden since the plague came to the children 0:09:31.400 --> 0:09:35.200 of Partholon. In the fabulous years beyond history. In the 0:09:35.280 --> 0:09:38.400 Book of Invaders, it is told that the sons of 0:09:38.400 --> 0:09:42.520 the Greeks were all buried at Talach, but old men 0:09:42.559 --> 0:09:46.160 and kilder. He said, one city was overlooked save by 0:09:46.160 --> 0:09:49.560 its patron, Moon Goddess said that only the wooded hills 0:09:49.600 --> 0:09:52.800 buried it. When the men of Nimed swept down from 0:09:52.880 --> 0:09:56.840 Sathia and their thirty ships. Such were the idle tales 0:09:56.880 --> 0:09:59.400 which had made the villagers leave killdeery, And when I 0:09:59.480 --> 0:10:02.440 heard them, I did not wonder what Dennis Barry had 0:10:02.480 --> 0:10:06.480 refused to listen. He had, however, a great interest in antiquities, 0:10:06.920 --> 0:10:09.880 and proposed to explore the bog thoroughly when it was drained. 0:10:10.440 --> 0:10:12.760 The white ruins on the islet he had often visited, 0:10:13.360 --> 0:10:15.679 But though their age was plainly great, and their contour 0:10:15.920 --> 0:10:19.400 very little like that of most ruins in Ireland, there 0:10:19.400 --> 0:10:22.160 were too dilapidated to tell the days of their glory. 0:10:22.679 --> 0:10:25.240 Now the work of drainage was ready to begin, and 0:10:25.280 --> 0:10:28.120 the laborers from the north were soon to strip the 0:10:28.160 --> 0:10:32.200 forbidden bog of its green moss and red heather and kill, 0:10:32.320 --> 0:10:35.920 the tiny shelf paved streamlets, and quiet blue pools fringed 0:10:35.960 --> 0:10:39.000 with brushes. After Barry had told me these things, I 0:10:39.040 --> 0:10:41.240 was very drowsy, for the travels of the day had 0:10:41.240 --> 0:10:44.840 been wearying, and my host had talked. Late into the night, 0:10:45.320 --> 0:10:48.600 a man servant shoot me into my room, which was 0:10:48.640 --> 0:10:51.520 in a remote tower, overlooking the village and the plain 0:10:51.880 --> 0:10:53.840 at the edge of the bog and the bog itself, 0:10:54.360 --> 0:10:55.920 so that I could see from my windows in the 0:10:55.960 --> 0:10:59.480 moonlight the silent roofs from which the peasants had fled 0:11:00.160 --> 0:11:02.920 now sheltered the laborers from the north, and to the 0:11:02.960 --> 0:11:06.480 parish church with his antique spire, and far out across 0:11:06.559 --> 0:11:09.720 the brooding bog, the remote olden ruin on the islet 0:11:09.800 --> 0:11:14.000 gleaming whitened spectral. Just as I dropped asleep, I fancied 0:11:14.040 --> 0:11:16.960 I heard faint sounds from the distance, sounds that were 0:11:17.320 --> 0:11:20.680 wild and half musical, and stirred me with a weird 0:11:20.720 --> 0:11:24.240 excitement which colored my dreams. But when I awaked next morning, 0:11:24.440 --> 0:11:26.440 I felt it had all been a dream, for the 0:11:26.520 --> 0:11:29.080 visions I had seen were more wonderful than any sound 0:11:29.080 --> 0:11:31.880 of wild pipes in the night. Influenced by the legends 0:11:31.880 --> 0:11:35.120 that Barry had related, my mind had, in slumber hovered 0:11:35.160 --> 0:11:38.080 around a stately city in a green valley, where marble 0:11:38.160 --> 0:11:42.360 streets and statues, villas and temples, carvings and inscriptions all 0:11:42.400 --> 0:11:46.360 spoke in certain tones the glory that was Greece. When 0:11:46.360 --> 0:11:49.000 I told this dream to Barry, we both laughed, but 0:11:49.120 --> 0:11:52.320 I laughed the louder because he was perplexed about his 0:11:52.400 --> 0:11:55.559 laborers from the North. For the sixth time. They had 0:11:55.600 --> 0:12:00.199 all overslept, waking very slowly and dazedly, and at thing 0:12:00.200 --> 0:12:02.920 as if they had not rested, although they were known 0:12:02.960 --> 0:12:07.280 to have gone early to bed the night before. So 0:12:07.880 --> 0:12:12.480 the Scottish labors are getting drunk, they're they're oversleeping, they're 0:12:12.520 --> 0:12:15.640 slacking off, and this guy's having visions huh. Yeah. And 0:12:15.960 --> 0:12:19.440 the whole thing is this, there's this legend that under 0:12:19.480 --> 0:12:22.960 the bog there's a stone city that was covered over 0:12:23.920 --> 0:12:27.760 uh with this bog ancient Greece, and that yeah, that 0:12:27.960 --> 0:12:31.560 was an ancient Greek city in Ireland. And that um, 0:12:31.600 --> 0:12:34.200 if you dig up the bog, it's gonna be big 0:12:34.240 --> 0:12:37.640 tool because the city is supernatural, say the least man. 0:12:37.720 --> 0:12:45.080 That's getting good. You're ready again? Yes? Are you ready, listener? Yes, okay. 0:12:46.440 --> 0:12:49.200 That morning and afternoon I wandered alone through the sun 0:12:49.320 --> 0:12:52.360 gilded village and talked now and then with idle laborers, 0:12:52.400 --> 0:12:55.000 for Barry was busy with the final plans for beginning 0:12:55.040 --> 0:12:58.400 his work of drainage. The laborers were not as happy 0:12:58.440 --> 0:13:00.960 as they might have been, from most of them seemed 0:13:01.040 --> 0:13:03.880 uneasy over some dream which they had had yet, which 0:13:03.920 --> 0:13:06.600 they tried in vain to remember. I told them of 0:13:06.640 --> 0:13:08.880 my dream, but they were not interested till I spoke 0:13:08.920 --> 0:13:11.920 of the weird sounds I thought I had heard. Then 0:13:11.920 --> 0:13:14.400 they looked oddly at me and said that they seemed 0:13:14.440 --> 0:13:18.360 to remember weird sounds too. In the evening, Barry dined 0:13:18.400 --> 0:13:20.920 with me and announced that he would begin the drainage 0:13:20.920 --> 0:13:24.360 in two days. I was glad, for although I disliked 0:13:24.360 --> 0:13:26.360 to see the moss and the heather, and the little 0:13:26.360 --> 0:13:29.040 streams and lakes depart, I had a growing wish to 0:13:29.160 --> 0:13:32.240 discern the ancient secrets the deep matted pete might hide. 0:13:33.040 --> 0:13:35.560 And that night my dreams of piping flutes and marble 0:13:35.640 --> 0:13:39.240 parastyles came to a sudden and disquieting end. For upon 0:13:39.320 --> 0:13:42.160 the city in the valley I saw a pestilence descend, 0:13:42.360 --> 0:13:45.760 and then a frightful avalanche of wooded slopes that covered 0:13:45.760 --> 0:13:48.680 the dead bodies in the streets, and left unburied only 0:13:48.720 --> 0:13:51.160 the temple of Artemness on the high peak, where the 0:13:51.240 --> 0:13:54.679 aged moon Priestess Cliss lay cold and silent, with a 0:13:54.760 --> 0:13:58.480 crown of ivory on her silver head. I have said 0:13:58.520 --> 0:14:01.280 that I awake suddenly and in a arm. For some 0:14:01.360 --> 0:14:03.960 time I could not tell whether I was waking or sleeping, 0:14:04.200 --> 0:14:07.360 for the sounds of flutes still rang shrilly in my ears. 0:14:07.960 --> 0:14:10.239 But when I saw on the floor the icy moonbeams 0:14:10.240 --> 0:14:13.000 and the outlines of the lattice Gothic window, I decided 0:14:13.000 --> 0:14:15.160 I must be awake, and in the castle at Kildary. 0:14:16.160 --> 0:14:18.640 Then I heard a clock from some remote landing below 0:14:18.679 --> 0:14:20.760 strike the hour of two, and I knew I was awake. 0:14:21.400 --> 0:14:25.120 It's still There came that monotonous piping from afar wild 0:14:25.240 --> 0:14:27.840 weird airs that made me think of some dance of 0:14:27.920 --> 0:14:31.360 fawns on distant manless. It would not let me sleep, 0:14:31.400 --> 0:14:34.240 and in in patience I sprang up and paced the floor. 0:14:34.800 --> 0:14:36.800 Only by chance did I go to the north window 0:14:36.840 --> 0:14:39.120 and look out upon the silent village and the plane 0:14:39.160 --> 0:14:41.560 at the edge of the ball. I had no wish 0:14:41.600 --> 0:14:43.880 to gaze abroad, for I wanted to sleep, But the 0:14:43.960 --> 0:14:47.400 flutes tormented me, and I had to see or do something. 0:14:48.000 --> 0:14:49.960 How could I have suspected the thing I was to 0:14:50.000 --> 0:14:54.200 behold there in the moonlight that flooded the spacious plane 0:14:54.240 --> 0:14:57.000 was a spectacle which no mortal, having seen it, could 0:14:57.000 --> 0:15:00.440 ever forget. To the sound of reedy pipes that echoed 0:15:00.480 --> 0:15:03.720 over the bog. They're glided silently and eerily, a mixed 0:15:03.720 --> 0:15:07.560 throng of swaying figures, reeling through such a revel as 0:15:07.600 --> 0:15:10.560 the Sicilians may have danced to Demeter in the old 0:15:10.640 --> 0:15:14.640 days under the harvest mood. Besides cy, in the wide plane, 0:15:14.960 --> 0:15:18.320 the golden moonlight, the shadowy moving forms, and above all 0:15:18.320 --> 0:15:22.400 the shrill, monotonous piping produced an effect which almost paralyzed me. 0:15:23.160 --> 0:15:26.360 Yet I noted, amidst my fear, that half of these tireless, 0:15:26.400 --> 0:15:29.560 mechanical dancers were the laborers whom I had thought asleep, 0:15:29.840 --> 0:15:32.960 whilst the other half were strange airy beings in white, 0:15:33.200 --> 0:15:37.120 half in determinate in nature, but suggesting pale, wistful naiads 0:15:37.200 --> 0:15:39.840 from the haunted fountains of the Bog. I do not 0:15:39.960 --> 0:15:41.720 know how long I gazed at the site from the 0:15:41.800 --> 0:15:45.760 lonely turret window before I dropped suddenly in a dreamless swoon, 0:15:46.160 --> 0:15:48.880 out of which the high sun of morning aroused me. 0:15:50.280 --> 0:15:54.640 Things are getting real, Phil, So he's like seeing these 0:15:54.680 --> 0:15:59.720 like weird, ghostly zombie like laborers and white creatures. And 0:16:00.040 --> 0:16:03.560 to lay off the opium. Do they have opium in Ireland? Sure? 0:16:03.440 --> 0:16:06.760 Are you? Kidne me? He needs to lay off? All right? 0:16:06.800 --> 0:16:10.600 Here we go. My first impulse on awakening was to 0:16:10.640 --> 0:16:14.280 communicate all my fears and observations to Dennis Barry. But 0:16:14.320 --> 0:16:16.960 as I saw the sunlight glowing through the latticed east window, 0:16:17.360 --> 0:16:19.600 I became sure that there was no reality in what 0:16:19.680 --> 0:16:23.320 I thought I had seen. I am given to strange phantasms, 0:16:23.400 --> 0:16:25.880 yet am never weak enough to believe in them. So 0:16:25.920 --> 0:16:30.280 on this occasion contented myself with questioning the laborers, who 0:16:30.320 --> 0:16:33.720 slept very late and recalled nothing of the previous night 0:16:34.000 --> 0:16:37.640 save misty dreams of shrill sounds. This matter of the 0:16:37.720 --> 0:16:40.480 spectral piping harassed me greatly, and I wondered if the 0:16:40.520 --> 0:16:42.880 crickets of autumn had come before their time to vex 0:16:42.960 --> 0:16:46.160 the night and haunt the visions of men. Later in 0:16:46.200 --> 0:16:48.760 the day, I watched Barry in the window, pouring over 0:16:48.800 --> 0:16:51.200 his plans for the great work which was to begin 0:16:51.440 --> 0:16:54.400 on the morrow, and for the first time felt a 0:16:54.480 --> 0:16:56.880 touch of the same kind of fear that had driven 0:16:56.880 --> 0:17:00.120 the peasants away. For some unknown reason, I dreaded the 0:17:00.160 --> 0:17:03.440 thought of disturbing the ancient bog and its sunless secrets, 0:17:03.680 --> 0:17:07.399 and pictured terrible sights lying black under the unmeasured depth 0:17:07.440 --> 0:17:10.280 of age. Old Pete. That these secrets should be brought 0:17:10.280 --> 0:17:13.520 to light seems injudicious, and I began to wish for 0:17:13.560 --> 0:17:16.159 an excuse to leave the castle in the village. I 0:17:16.200 --> 0:17:18.720 went so far as to talk casually to Bury on 0:17:18.760 --> 0:17:21.880 the subject, but did not dare continue after he gave 0:17:21.960 --> 0:17:24.840 his resounding laugh. So I was silent when the sun 0:17:24.880 --> 0:17:28.160 set fulgently over the far hills, and killed reblazed alread 0:17:28.240 --> 0:17:31.760 and gold in a flame. That seemed a portent. So 0:17:31.920 --> 0:17:33.360 he brought it up to his buddy, and he kind 0:17:33.359 --> 0:17:38.600 of got made fun of. I think right whether the 0:17:38.640 --> 0:17:41.159 events of that night were of reality or illusion, I 0:17:41.160 --> 0:17:44.960 shall never ascertain. Certainly they transcend anything we dream of 0:17:44.960 --> 0:17:48.040 in nature and the universe. Yet in no formal fashion 0:17:48.080 --> 0:17:51.520 can I explain those disappearances which were known to all men. 0:17:51.640 --> 0:17:54.760 After it was over, I retired, erie and full of dread, 0:17:54.840 --> 0:17:56.840 and for a long time could not sleep, and the 0:17:56.920 --> 0:18:00.520 uncanny silence of the tower. It was very dark, for 0:18:00.600 --> 0:18:03.480 although the sky was clear, the moon was now well 0:18:03.520 --> 0:18:06.240 in the wane, would not rise till the small hours. 0:18:06.680 --> 0:18:09.240 I thought as I lay there, of Dennis Berry, and 0:18:09.320 --> 0:18:11.760 of what would befall that bog when the day came, 0:18:12.119 --> 0:18:15.600 and found myself almost frantic with an impulse to rush 0:18:15.680 --> 0:18:19.480 out into the night, take Berry Scar and drive madly 0:18:19.560 --> 0:18:23.479 to Ballyloch, out of the menaced lands. But before my 0:18:23.520 --> 0:18:27.600 fears could crystallize in action, I'd fallen asleep and gazed 0:18:27.640 --> 0:18:30.440 in dreams upon the city in the valley, cold and dead, 0:18:30.760 --> 0:18:34.399 under a shroud of hideous shadow. Probably it was the 0:18:34.400 --> 0:18:37.480 shrill piping that awaked me. Yet that piping was not 0:18:37.640 --> 0:18:40.600 what I noticed first. When I opened my eyes. I 0:18:40.680 --> 0:18:43.320 was lying with my back to the east window, overlooking 0:18:43.359 --> 0:18:46.520 the bog where the waning moon would rise, and therefore 0:18:46.560 --> 0:18:49.480 expected to see light cast on the opposite wall before me, 0:18:49.920 --> 0:18:51.959 but I had not looked for such a sight as 0:18:51.960 --> 0:18:55.520 now appeared. Light indeed glowed on the panels ahead, but 0:18:55.640 --> 0:18:58.680 it was not any light that the moon gives. Terrible 0:18:58.760 --> 0:19:01.800 and piercing was the shad a to ruddy refulgence that 0:19:01.960 --> 0:19:04.919 streamed through the gothic window, and the whole chamber was 0:19:05.000 --> 0:19:09.480 brilliant with a splendor, intense and unearthly. My immediate actions 0:19:09.480 --> 0:19:12.400 were peculiar for such a situation, but it is only 0:19:12.520 --> 0:19:15.200 entails that a man does the dramatic and foreseen thing. 0:19:16.000 --> 0:19:18.440 Instead of looking out across the bog towards the source 0:19:18.520 --> 0:19:20.679 of the new light, I kept my eyes from the 0:19:20.680 --> 0:19:23.760 window and panic fear, and clumsily drew on my clothing 0:19:23.760 --> 0:19:27.040 with some dazed idea of escape. I remember seizing my 0:19:27.119 --> 0:19:29.520 revolver and hat, but before it was over, I had 0:19:29.520 --> 0:19:32.160 lost them both, without firing the one or donning the other. 0:19:33.480 --> 0:19:36.640 After a time, the fascination of the red radiance overcame 0:19:36.680 --> 0:19:38.879 my fright, and I crept to the east window and 0:19:38.920 --> 0:19:42.639 looked out, whilst the maddening, incessant piping wine and reverberated 0:19:42.680 --> 0:19:46.680 through the castle and over all of the village. Over 0:19:46.720 --> 0:19:49.359 the bog was a day lousee of flaring light, scarlet 0:19:49.359 --> 0:19:52.760 and sinister, and pouring from the strange olden ruin on 0:19:52.800 --> 0:19:57.040 the far islet. The aspect of that ruin I cannot describe. 0:19:57.320 --> 0:19:59.920 I must have been mad, for it seemed to rise majestic, 0:20:00.080 --> 0:20:04.639 an undecayed, splendid and column cintured, the flame, reflecting marble 0:20:04.720 --> 0:20:07.760 of its intabulature, piercing the sky like the apex of 0:20:07.760 --> 0:20:11.440 a temple on a mountaintop. Flute shrieked, and drums began 0:20:11.520 --> 0:20:13.720 to beat, and as I watched, an awe and terror, 0:20:13.840 --> 0:20:17.080 I thought I saw a dark, salted form silhouetted grotesquely 0:20:17.080 --> 0:20:20.640 against the vision of marble and the Pilgians. The effect 0:20:20.680 --> 0:20:24.880 was titanic, altogether unthinkable, and I might have stared indefinitely 0:20:24.920 --> 0:20:26.760 had not the sound of the piping seemed to grow 0:20:26.760 --> 0:20:30.280 stronger at my left. Trembling with the care oddly mixed 0:20:30.320 --> 0:20:33.719 with ecstasy, I crossed the circular room to the north window, 0:20:33.800 --> 0:20:36.159 from which I could see the village and the plane 0:20:36.160 --> 0:20:39.119 at the edge of the bog. There my eyes dilated 0:20:39.160 --> 0:20:41.600 again with a wild wonder as great as if I 0:20:41.640 --> 0:20:43.960 had not just turned from a scene beyond the pale 0:20:43.960 --> 0:20:47.080 of nature, For on the ghastly red litten plane was 0:20:47.119 --> 0:20:50.240 moving a procession of beans in such manner as none 0:20:50.280 --> 0:20:56.040 ever saw before, save in nightmares. That is not a 0:20:56.080 --> 0:20:58.960 parade of fun happening outside this window, is it. It's 0:20:59.040 --> 0:21:03.440 not alrighty, This is scary. This is getting pretty bad. 0:21:05.320 --> 0:21:07.919 Half gliding, half floating in the air, the white clad 0:21:08.080 --> 0:21:12.280 bog Graiths were slowly retreating towards the still waters and 0:21:12.320 --> 0:21:16.480 the island, ruin and fantastic formations suggesting some ancient and 0:21:16.520 --> 0:21:20.919 solemn ceremonial dance. Their waving translucent arms, guided by the 0:21:21.280 --> 0:21:26.200 detestable piping of those unseen flutes, beckoned in uncanny rhythm 0:21:26.200 --> 0:21:32.280 to a throng of lurching laborers, who followed doglike with blind, brainless, 0:21:32.520 --> 0:21:36.280 floundering steps, as if dragged by a clumsy but resistless 0:21:36.359 --> 0:21:39.760 demon will. As the Naiads neared the bog without altering 0:21:39.760 --> 0:21:43.600 their course, a new line of stumbling stragglers zig zagged 0:21:43.640 --> 0:21:47.040 drunkenly out of the castle from some door far below 0:21:47.040 --> 0:21:50.840 my window, groped sightlessly across the courtyard and through the 0:21:50.880 --> 0:21:53.840 intervening bit of village, and joined the floundering column of 0:21:53.920 --> 0:21:57.600 laborers on the plane. Despite their distance below me, I 0:21:57.680 --> 0:22:00.000 at once knew they were the servants brought from the north, 0:22:00.520 --> 0:22:04.040 where I recognized the ugly and unwieldy form of the cook, 0:22:04.520 --> 0:22:09.159 whose very absurdness had now become unutterably tragic. The flutes 0:22:09.200 --> 0:22:11.840 piped horribly, and again I heard the beating of the 0:22:11.920 --> 0:22:15.520 drums from the direction of the island ruin. Then silently 0:22:15.600 --> 0:22:19.200 and gracefully, the Naiads reached the water and melted one 0:22:19.280 --> 0:22:22.600 by one into the ancient bog, while the line of followers, 0:22:22.840 --> 0:22:26.840 never checking their speed, splashed awkwardly after them and vanished, 0:22:27.240 --> 0:22:30.400 mixed a tiny vortex of unwholesome bubbles which I could 0:22:30.440 --> 0:22:33.639 barely see in the scarlet light, And as the last 0:22:33.680 --> 0:22:37.760 pathetic straggler, the fat cook sank heavily out of sight 0:22:37.840 --> 0:22:41.359 in that sullen pool, the flutes and the drums grew silent, 0:22:42.000 --> 0:22:46.080 the blinding red rays from the ruins snapped instantaneously out, 0:22:46.440 --> 0:22:49.399 leaving the village of Doom lone and desolate, and the 0:22:49.440 --> 0:22:55.560 wan beams of a new risen moon. So basically, this 0:22:55.640 --> 0:23:00.000 guy is looking outside and everybody is following some wraiths 0:23:00.040 --> 0:23:04.320 into the bog. That's right, And there's some mad piping 0:23:04.359 --> 0:23:07.560