WEBVTT - Keys to Dead Houses 0:00:01.680 --> 0:00:04.320 Twelve Ghosts is a production of iHeart three D audio 0:00:04.440 --> 0:00:08.400 and Grimm and Mild from Aaron Manky Headphones. Recommended Listener 0:00:08.440 --> 0:01:11.440 discretion advised. Yea, The final hour has arrived, and in 0:01:11.520 --> 0:01:16.800 the forest the footsteps of all being blanketed over. History 0:01:17.440 --> 0:01:21.720 is erased. It was as if no one ever came 0:01:21.800 --> 0:01:28.600 down the path. It is the darkest hour of the year. Finally, suddenly, 0:01:29.480 --> 0:01:37.000 at last, at long last, the fire is dying. We 0:01:37.080 --> 0:01:41.080 don't let the fire die here on the darkest night 0:01:41.160 --> 0:01:54.800 of the year. Go ah h, We're halfway through the winter. 0:01:55.640 --> 0:01:59.600 From here onwards, the night will dwindle a little bit 0:01:59.680 --> 0:02:04.480 by little bit. Instead of cursing the darkness, we celebrate 0:02:04.920 --> 0:02:12.800 the slow return of the light, of warmth, of hope. Ah. 0:02:12.840 --> 0:02:19.880 But I'm just rattling on. You've told me your story. Yes, 0:02:21.880 --> 0:02:30.000 do you need more from me? It is enough? Where 0:02:30.040 --> 0:02:37.079 have the others gone? Where they go? Have you always 0:02:37.200 --> 0:02:43.040 been here? No? No, no, no, I was led here, 0:02:43.320 --> 0:02:47.400 not to like you. I suspect the person who built 0:02:47.440 --> 0:02:50.480 this place was led here the same way, though I 0:02:50.520 --> 0:02:54.280 have no idea where he went when he was done. No, 0:02:54.560 --> 0:02:58.680 I've been here a long time, but I was born 0:02:58.720 --> 0:03:02.600 and lived a life, and in the end found myself here. 0:03:03.960 --> 0:03:13.200 So you just showed up and became the innkeeper. Oh no, no, well, yes, 0:03:13.560 --> 0:03:17.640 but there's a bit of a story before that. Go on. 0:03:17.720 --> 0:03:25.320 Then you want to know how I got here? I insist. Well, 0:03:25.360 --> 0:03:49.880 in that case, another drink, Thank you for courage. I 0:03:50.040 --> 0:03:55.200 was a child when the sky caught fire. The war 0:03:55.840 --> 0:04:00.560 once so far away, an abstraction, something only spoken of 0:04:00.640 --> 0:04:03.880 in whispers around my brothers and I for so long. 0:04:05.240 --> 0:04:10.520 It finally came home to us. It was a warm home. 0:04:11.520 --> 0:04:17.120 I remember, dark wood and colorful wallpapers, bookshelves packed tightly, 0:04:17.560 --> 0:04:21.880 bursting over onto side, tables and chairs, a house of 0:04:22.040 --> 0:04:31.200 stories of laughter. Mother painted. Her mind was brilliant. She 0:04:31.320 --> 0:04:35.400 painted the fields and she painted us. She painted the 0:04:35.560 --> 0:04:38.919 stories in the books and hung them about the house. 0:04:39.800 --> 0:04:45.040 Walking the hallways was like walking through her mind, a curious, 0:04:45.839 --> 0:04:53.839 beautiful mind. We were loved, my brothers and me. That 0:04:54.120 --> 0:04:59.440 glow stays with you, even so far off, even across 0:04:59.560 --> 0:05:07.760 the is It was Christmas Eve. My mother had managed 0:05:07.800 --> 0:05:11.159 to pull together something of a feast from the rations, 0:05:11.680 --> 0:05:17.320 a little borrowed sugar, some ingenuity my father had read 0:05:17.360 --> 0:05:21.279 to us from Treasure Island, and then we had gone 0:05:21.320 --> 0:05:47.880 to bed, and then suddenly, terribly the fire, a fire 0:05:47.960 --> 0:05:51.000 so consuming that it ate away the roof, the walls, 0:05:51.080 --> 0:05:55.200 the pictures, the father and mother and the little boys. 0:05:56.680 --> 0:06:04.480 Oh but me, even at its very best, life office subtractions. 0:06:05.440 --> 0:06:10.000 If you're lucky, they came slowly, her grandfather. When you're young, 0:06:10.520 --> 0:06:14.640 perhaps an old friend after a long illness apparent in 0:06:14.680 --> 0:06:20.800 their dotage. But sometimes the subtractions come all at once. 0:06:21.760 --> 0:06:25.200 Sometimes the home collapses around you, and in the rubble 0:06:25.279 --> 0:06:32.000 you are suddenly horribly alone. And so it was for me. 0:06:35.080 --> 0:06:39.240 I remember the heat of the fire too close, the 0:06:39.279 --> 0:06:42.719 feel of the plaster falling on my face, the sky 0:06:42.839 --> 0:06:46.479 above me, blood red and roiling, a picture of a 0:06:46.600 --> 0:06:52.000 perfect hatred. I remember the sensation of weightlessness as my 0:06:52.240 --> 0:07:02.680 bed fell out from under me, and then I remember 0:07:02.760 --> 0:07:07.240 nothing else until I woke, unscathed in the center of 0:07:07.320 --> 0:07:13.160 a crater all the spoke. I called out for help, 0:07:15.760 --> 0:07:23.440 and none came. And so slowly, painfully I pulled myself 0:07:23.600 --> 0:07:28.440 up from the wreckage and stood on our doorstep. The 0:07:28.560 --> 0:07:33.360 welcome map was perfectly unscathed, not a speck of dust 0:07:33.440 --> 0:07:37.600 on it. Without thinking, I wiped my feet and stepped 0:07:37.680 --> 0:07:47.000 into the street, dazed, barefoot, bleeding. I do not remember 0:07:47.080 --> 0:07:50.119 much of the following weeks. I must have been good 0:07:50.160 --> 0:07:53.520 at stealing, for I was closed and I ate. I 0:07:53.640 --> 0:07:57.880 must have had a preternatural sense for quiet corners and 0:07:58.000 --> 0:08:01.240 secret nooks where a lad can rest une troubled, for 0:08:01.480 --> 0:08:06.320 I slept. The first thing I do remember clearly after 0:08:06.360 --> 0:08:11.560 those miserable days of wandering alone was the snow. It 0:08:11.720 --> 0:08:15.960 came suddenly and covered over so many of the scars 0:08:16.360 --> 0:08:24.120 left on the city. One night, I found myself in 0:08:24.160 --> 0:08:28.080 the remains of a warehouse that had been shelled days before. 0:08:29.240 --> 0:08:33.920 I had somehow managed to fall asleep despite the biting cold. 0:08:38.720 --> 0:08:42.040 When I dreamt, I dreamt up my mother's small studio, 0:08:43.240 --> 0:08:46.640 the sunlight coming through the west facing window in the 0:08:46.760 --> 0:08:52.000 late afternoon, How it fell upon the canvases stacked neatly 0:08:52.120 --> 0:08:56.840 against the wall. My mother sat in the middle of 0:08:56.880 --> 0:09:00.800 the room at her easel, her back straight and strong, 0:09:01.480 --> 0:09:06.520 her hand delicately flicking across the landscape forming in front 0:09:06.520 --> 0:09:12.040 of her. I stepped towards her, anxious that I would 0:09:12.080 --> 0:09:16.040 startle her, that somehow she would disappear before I could 0:09:16.120 --> 0:09:20.800 get to her. But you know, dreams the thing that 0:09:20.920 --> 0:09:23.640 you must wish to avoid is the very thing that 0:09:23.800 --> 0:09:28.400 is most likely to happen. And as I moved towards her, 0:09:29.160 --> 0:09:36.280 she froze. I heard her mumble for a moment in thought, 0:09:36.360 --> 0:09:45.760 before saying, very gently, Darling, I remember that tone of voice. 0:09:46.800 --> 0:09:49.240 It is the tone of voice that a mother uses 0:09:49.880 --> 0:09:53.680 when she very much does not want to disappoint her child, 0:09:54.240 --> 0:09:59.120 but has no other choice. A voice reserved for poor 0:09:59.240 --> 0:10:03.959 Christmas is for news of her grandmother's death. I felt 0:10:03.960 --> 0:10:07.960 it hit me before I quite understood it in my heart, 0:10:08.760 --> 0:10:15.120 the slightest ache. She turned to me and smiled sadly, 0:10:17.320 --> 0:10:22.960 My poor child, She said, how you have suffered your 0:10:23.000 --> 0:10:26.880 brothers and your father and I taken from you so suddenly, 0:10:27.640 --> 0:10:30.400 and how very brave you have been in the face 0:10:30.480 --> 0:10:37.280 of so much a loss. She stood and moved towards me, 0:10:38.480 --> 0:10:43.640 somehow suddenly too tall, the light around her shimmering strangely. 0:10:44.559 --> 0:10:50.560 I recognized this that something was not quite right about her, 0:10:51.679 --> 0:10:54.800 but I felt no fear. As she crossed the floor 0:10:54.960 --> 0:10:59.800 of a room suddenly too long, as the sunlight dimmed, 0:11:00.480 --> 0:11:06.280 as a sudden gust of cold enveloped me, she said, 0:11:07.120 --> 0:11:14.160 poor brave child, I recognize the strength in you, and 0:11:14.280 --> 0:11:17.559 a sun's sense of duty with no object to attach 0:11:17.600 --> 0:11:22.679 you to. But I have a mission for you, something 0:11:23.200 --> 0:11:29.800 to fill all the restless years ahead of you. Her 0:11:29.880 --> 0:11:34.160 form had grown to fill the space, and the light 0:11:34.240 --> 0:11:37.679 in the room had grown dim and cold. And I 0:11:37.760 --> 0:11:40.720 was sure now that I was not gazing upon my mother, 0:11:41.720 --> 0:11:45.880 that this being in front of me was not familiar, 0:11:46.840 --> 0:11:52.560 though seemed at the same time incredibly familiar. I became 0:11:52.640 --> 0:11:56.839 convinced that I was no longer dreaming, and a couple 0:11:56.880 --> 0:11:59.640 of shakes of the head sorted me right out. I 0:11:59.760 --> 0:12:02.679 was was in my mother's studio. I was back in 0:12:02.760 --> 0:12:06.360 the bombed out shell of the warehouse, and snow was 0:12:06.440 --> 0:12:09.520 drifting in through a hole in the roof and down 0:12:09.600 --> 0:12:15.560 onto the form that stood there. Still, I could not 0:12:15.760 --> 0:12:20.160 make sense of what I saw. The being no longer 0:12:20.280 --> 0:12:24.840 resembled my mother. In fact, it no longer seemed to 0:12:24.880 --> 0:12:31.920 resemble any person I'd ever laid eyes on. Incorporeal, translucent, 0:12:33.360 --> 0:12:39.120 it seemed made of the space between snow flakes, a nonentity, 0:12:39.200 --> 0:12:45.840 and yet somehow terribly real. It spoke to me again, 0:12:47.280 --> 0:12:51.400 this time in its own voice, a voice soft like 0:12:51.559 --> 0:12:56.040 the snow, deep, and hollow, like the cavernous space of 0:12:56.120 --> 0:13:02.120 the warehouse. I have come to offer you purpose as 0:13:02.240 --> 0:13:07.400 my agent among the living, it whispered, and reward you 0:13:08.600 --> 0:13:13.959 when the work is complete. In the meantime, you will 0:13:14.000 --> 0:13:19.120 always have a roof food in your belly, the knowledge 0:13:19.600 --> 0:13:24.520 that your days have meaning. Does this please you, child? 0:13:27.280 --> 0:13:31.320 I had been holding my breath, and when the question 0:13:31.440 --> 0:13:37.320 was asked, I released it in a great relieved sigh. Food, yes, 0:13:38.240 --> 0:13:46.920 and end the cold. Yes, yes, all very fine, but purpose. 0:13:48.480 --> 0:13:52.400 I had not realized until that moment what I had lacked. 0:13:53.280 --> 0:13:57.240 At the sound of my breath, it nodded. Then an 0:13:57.280 --> 0:14:02.520 agreement is made, m hm, And with a great gust 0:14:02.640 --> 0:14:11.400 of wind, the snow scattered and he was gone. But 0:14:11.559 --> 0:14:14.840 in the dark I noticed a pin brick of light 0:14:15.360 --> 0:14:18.680 across the expanse of the shattered warehouse, across the rail 0:14:18.800 --> 0:14:26.560 yard outside, in the trees. Just beyond there, unmistakably the warm, 0:14:26.560 --> 0:14:32.520 flickering light of a fire. Without further thought, I pulled 0:14:32.560 --> 0:14:37.280 myself off the cold foe and moved towards it, step 0:14:37.360 --> 0:14:42.440 by step through the rubble the snow over the tracks. 0:14:43.280 --> 0:14:47.800 My heart grew lighter as I moved through the trees, 0:14:49.000 --> 0:14:57.000 I saw it clearly, and in no, no, no, not 0:14:57.160 --> 0:15:03.840 until much later what I found It was a small 0:15:04.080 --> 0:15:09.320 cottage at the end of an old cemetery, the hearth 0:15:09.480 --> 0:15:13.560 fire glowing through the window, and when I went to knock, 0:15:14.280 --> 0:15:19.520 the door opened on its own. It was a small cottage, 0:15:19.720 --> 0:15:25.800 quite inviting, though sparsely decorated, a bed, a small kitchen, 0:15:26.680 --> 0:15:32.200 comfortable chair, by a cheerful fire. But the groundskeeper was 0:15:32.240 --> 0:15:35.400 nowhere to be found. I called out. I was met 0:15:35.480 --> 0:15:39.360 with silence. I thought at first that he'd gone out 0:15:39.440 --> 0:15:43.240 for the night, but to wear And why would he 0:15:43.320 --> 0:15:49.080 leave a fire so inviting, Why too, would he leave 0:15:49.160 --> 0:15:53.200 his meal on the table still steaming hot. I thought 0:15:53.720 --> 0:15:56.720 perhaps he wouldn't mind so much if I waited inside, 0:15:56.800 --> 0:16:02.560 and so I stepped inside. And then I thought perhaps 0:16:02.600 --> 0:16:04.240 he wouldn't miss it if I took a bite of 0:16:04.320 --> 0:16:08.480 his meal, And he had more than enough meat and 0:16:08.520 --> 0:16:12.480 potatoes on the plate, after all, he wouldn't miss a 0:16:12.640 --> 0:16:17.800 nibble here and there I handed up, eating my fill. 0:16:19.560 --> 0:16:22.640 Where was he? Didn't he come home? I don't know 0:16:22.840 --> 0:16:25.520 for sure where he went, but he didn't come home 0:16:25.560 --> 0:16:29.120 that night or any after. The place had been quite 0:16:29.160 --> 0:16:33.840 suddenly abandoned. Forever, and no one came looking for him. 0:16:33.880 --> 0:16:36.920 Over the following years I pieced together quite a bit 0:16:36.960 --> 0:16:43.520 about him, A simple man, quiet, lived alone, no incredible tale, 0:16:43.640 --> 0:16:49.800 just another soul who was and then wasn't. But back 0:16:49.880 --> 0:16:55.760 to that night, I thought, well, now that I've eaten 0:16:55.800 --> 0:16:58.920 this man's dinner, i'd best stick around and account for 0:16:59.000 --> 0:17:02.320 it when he returned, maybe do a little work around 0:17:02.320 --> 0:17:05.200 the place to make up for it. I sat down 0:17:05.240 --> 0:17:07.960 in the comfort chair by the fire and didn't move 0:17:08.040 --> 0:17:11.840 until the morning. And when I woke, warm and refreshed, 0:17:12.640 --> 0:17:18.960 on the small table beside me was a note written 0:17:19.000 --> 0:17:29.600 in a delicate spidery hand. Seventeen Wallace Street was all 0:17:29.600 --> 0:17:43.640 it said, Is everything all right? Would you like another drink? Oh? Yes? Okay. 0:17:46.920 --> 0:17:52.800 Nothing makes one thirst year than reviewing one's past. I 0:17:52.920 --> 0:17:55.960 had a soul passed through here years back. Couldn't finish 0:17:56.040 --> 0:17:59.679 sentences with that becoming terribly parched. I was up and 0:17:59.720 --> 0:18:03.320 down all night with him refilling his glass. Yes, do 0:18:03.560 --> 0:18:07.640 go on, friend? Oh another? Why not? And then what 0:18:07.680 --> 0:18:15.840 did she say? What was that? Seventeen Wallace Street? Nothing dust, 0:18:16.080 --> 0:18:22.960 rubble bones. It was my first assignment from my employer. 0:18:25.080 --> 0:18:34.240 He'd sent me home oh yes, oh, nothing had been cleared, 0:18:34.960 --> 0:18:39.080 though the neighbors had by then taken my family's bodies away, 0:18:39.400 --> 0:18:42.240 along with nearly anything of value that could be found. 0:18:42.680 --> 0:18:45.600 Who could blame them? I mean, we were gone and 0:18:45.680 --> 0:18:50.520 didn't need our things. All that was left was the 0:18:50.560 --> 0:18:55.760 doormat on us too. I lifted it up and found 0:18:55.800 --> 0:19:00.679 our spare key, a key to a home that no 0:19:00.920 --> 0:19:07.880 longer existed. I placed it in my pocket and turned 0:19:08.840 --> 0:19:13.960 and walked across town back to the groundskeeper's cottage, where 0:19:14.080 --> 0:19:20.480 dinner was waiting on the table. What did you do 0:19:20.600 --> 0:19:25.320 with the key? I placed it in a draw Was 0:19:25.359 --> 0:19:31.360 that what you were employer wanted? I had no idea 0:19:31.720 --> 0:19:36.320 what my employer wanted, except that the next morning I 0:19:36.359 --> 0:19:41.080 found another address written in that spindly handwriting, this time 0:19:41.160 --> 0:19:44.000 my house on the outskirts of town that had simply 0:19:44.040 --> 0:19:48.360 fallen into ruin. But there, under a sun bleached garden, 0:19:48.400 --> 0:19:52.520 home the key. I took it home with me and 0:19:53.119 --> 0:19:57.640 placed it in the drawer. And the next day, same thing, 0:19:58.400 --> 0:20:01.919 and the next and so on. I was gathering keys 0:20:02.000 --> 0:20:06.280 to the dead houses. And I didn't know why, and 0:20:06.400 --> 0:20:09.919 I didn't know how to contact my employer, But every 0:20:09.960 --> 0:20:13.840 day there was a new address, a new burned husk 0:20:13.960 --> 0:20:17.840 or dusty shell that was once a home, a new 0:20:17.960 --> 0:20:26.400 key to collect. How long did this continue? Well, all 0:20:26.520 --> 0:20:35.320 my life, your entire of life, every day of it 0:20:35.400 --> 0:20:39.879 the same thing. Oh. I traveled around from time to time, 0:20:40.240 --> 0:20:43.879 took a knapsack along with me, would stay gone for weeks, 0:20:43.920 --> 0:20:47.800 seeing the world. But no matter where I lay my head, 0:20:48.240 --> 0:20:51.840 I'd wake up with an address beside me. So I'd 0:20:51.880 --> 0:20:55.199 collect a key, toss it in the bag, and I 0:20:55.320 --> 0:20:57.560 got so I could tell how long I'd traveled by 0:20:57.560 --> 0:21:00.359 the weight of it. But I always return learned to 0:21:00.440 --> 0:21:05.600 the cottage, which was always clean and warm upon my return. 0:21:07.800 --> 0:21:12.320 Many years passed in this manner. I occasionally found a friend, 0:21:12.359 --> 0:21:16.760 occasionally found love. But the more keys I found, the 0:21:16.840 --> 0:21:21.040 more drawers and boxes were filled, the less use I 0:21:21.119 --> 0:21:25.640 had for the living. Mine was a world of liminal spaces, 0:21:26.040 --> 0:21:29.680 the in between places, and empty homes where no one 0:21:29.720 --> 0:21:34.439 would sleep again. It was a life of adventure, and 0:21:34.560 --> 0:21:40.479 though I spent it alone, I was never lonely. And 0:21:40.560 --> 0:21:46.240 then one day I woke up in the cottage and 0:21:46.359 --> 0:21:50.800 there was no address waiting for me. I was quite 0:21:50.840 --> 0:21:54.240 an old man by that time. There was very little 0:21:54.280 --> 0:21:57.359 space left in the cottage, what with all the keys. 0:21:57.520 --> 0:22:01.640 But there was still the hearth, the fire crackling happily 0:22:01.960 --> 0:22:08.200 as it did every other morning. But this morning a 0:22:08.440 --> 0:22:18.200 figure was sitting in the chair, your employer, Yes, one 0:22:18.240 --> 0:22:23.520 and the same. He was no giant, no strange spirit 0:22:23.640 --> 0:22:28.840 of snow and empty space. He was quite short in fact, 0:22:29.440 --> 0:22:33.680 and quite young looking. He wore a dark suit, simple 0:22:34.040 --> 0:22:41.120 but well tailored. He had sharp, pale eyes. I got 0:22:41.160 --> 0:22:43.679 the impression when he smiled at me that he was 0:22:43.720 --> 0:22:48.480 not much accustomed to smiling. But he was warm and familiar, 0:22:49.160 --> 0:22:55.560 and furthermore, I knew why he'd come. My time collecting 0:22:55.680 --> 0:23:04.919 keys was at an end. My time doing anything on 0:23:05.000 --> 0:23:09.760 earth was at an end, like you. When you arrived, 0:23:11.240 --> 0:23:16.919 I was dead and didn't yet know it. He asked 0:23:16.920 --> 0:23:20.000 me to take a walk with him, so I did. 0:23:21.119 --> 0:23:24.919 We walked quite a long way that morning, out of 0:23:24.960 --> 0:23:28.960 the city, across the country, and finally into a deep 0:23:29.680 --> 0:23:38.400 dark wood. He led you here and led me through 0:23:38.440 --> 0:23:54.280 the front door, and I was home. A hearth, warm fire, 0:23:55.440 --> 0:23:58.600 a light that leads lost souls out of the wood, 0:23:59.359 --> 0:24:04.720 a wasteation, a place to rest, an end to life's journey. 0:24:06.640 --> 0:24:11.600 He offered me a second job. Then it is my 0:24:11.840 --> 0:24:16.520 privilege to give troubled spirits rest. I have done it 0:24:16.640 --> 0:24:23.840 very proudly since the day I arrived. I collected this 0:24:24.080 --> 0:24:31.320 key at one four seven nine Hemlock Road, a farmhouse. 0:24:32.520 --> 0:24:36.080 Three children were born there, led into the world by 0:24:36.080 --> 0:24:40.560 a country doctor. The last of those children took over 0:24:40.600 --> 0:24:44.000 the farm when he grew up, but could not keep it. 0:24:46.119 --> 0:24:49.720 When I found it, the roof had caved in, but 0:24:49.840 --> 0:24:53.800 the kitchen was still perfectly clean, as if waiting for 0:24:53.840 --> 0:24:57.960 the family to come home. No one had been there 0:24:57.960 --> 0:25:06.560 in a generation. Yeah, this key is yours, Annabel. Take it. 0:25:09.560 --> 0:25:13.200 Your door is at the very end of the hall 0:25:15.000 --> 0:25:23.000 on the left. What's on the other side of the door? Respite? 0:25:25.480 --> 0:25:32.920 What troubles you? It's oh, well, did you ever see 0:25:32.960 --> 0:25:42.120 your family again? You're asking if you'll see yours. When 0:25:42.200 --> 0:25:47.159 I first entered this place, my employer handed me the 0:25:47.280 --> 0:25:51.320 very first key I ever collected, the key to my home, 0:25:52.800 --> 0:25:55.679 the key my mother had placed under the mat in 0:25:55.760 --> 0:25:58.960 case one of her boys lost his own. He told 0:25:59.000 --> 0:26:02.199 me that I my own room here as well, and 0:26:02.240 --> 0:26:04.919 that it would feel more like home than any place 0:26:05.000 --> 0:26:11.040 I'd been in a long, long time. This place has many, 0:26:11.320 --> 0:26:17.760 many rooms, Annabelle, many rest here. If you wish to 0:26:17.800 --> 0:26:26.000 see your mother again, you will go now up the 0:26:26.119 --> 0:26:32.080 stairs the last door on the left. That key will fit. 0:26:33.840 --> 0:26:46.160 Thank you good night, And flights of angels sing thee 0:26:46.359 --> 0:26:56.639 to thy rat. The fire still burns, the wine is 0:26:56.760 --> 0:27:01.360 warm on the stove. The door. An will arrive one 0:27:01.359 --> 0:27:07.800 of these nights. They're perfect, not a thing out of place. 0:27:08.760 --> 0:27:25.400 None too soon, because coming good evening, I've been expecting 0:27:25.520 --> 0:27:51.879 you come. In Twelve Ghosts starring Malcolm McDowell as the 0:27:51.960 --> 0:27:56.960 Innkeeper and Gina Rikiki as Annabelle. Episode twelve Keys to 0:27:57.080 --> 0:28:01.960 Dead Houses written by Nicholas Dakowski, editing by Chris Childs 0:28:01.960 --> 0:28:06.800 and Stephen Perez, directed by Nicholas Takowski. Original score and 0:28:06.920 --> 0:28:12.320 sound design by Chris Child's. Executive producers Aaron Mankey, Matt Frederick, 0:28:12.440 --> 0:28:18.600 Alexander Williams and Nicholas Takowski. Supervising producer Josh Thay. Producers 0:28:18.680 --> 0:28:23.000 Chris Child's and Stephen Perez. Casting by Sunday Bowling c 0:28:23.240 --> 0:28:26.760 s A and Meg Mormon c s A. Production coordinator 0:28:26.880 --> 0:28:31.640 Wayna Calderon. Recorded at Lantern Audio in Atlanta, Georgia, engineered 0:28:31.720 --> 0:28:36.359 by Chris Gardner. Aeros Sound and Recording in Ojai, California, 0:28:36.440 --> 0:28:41.200 engineered by Ken Arros. Twelve Ghosts was created by Nicholas Takowski. 0:28:41.400 --> 0:28:44.040 Then is a production of iHeart three D Audio and 0:28:44.160 --> 0:28:46.960 Grim and Mild from Aaron Mankey. Learn more about the 0:28:46.960 --> 0:28:49.800 show at Grim and Mild dot com and find more 0:28:49.800 --> 0:28:52.200 podcasts from I Heart Radio by visiting the i Heart 0:28:52.240 --> 0:28:55.440 Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you listen to your 0:28:55.480 --> 0:29:18.760 favorite shows.