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"Sir Lavish Dn’Moore is embarking on a quest that he believes is the desire of his sword. The powerful blade has been responsible for much of his success over the years and during that time, Lavish has discovered that bound to the weapon is a Presence that he feels might be a woman’s soul. He ventures forth to face unknown terrors in dangerous and unfamiliar places whereby he seeks to uncover all the curious secrets of the sword. Lavish braves it all by keeping a special ‘hope’ in his heart."  - R.M. Hicks

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"Sir Lavish Dn’Moore is embarking on a quest that he believes is the desire of his sword. The powerful blade has been responsible for much of his success over the years and during that time, Lavish has discovered that bound to the weapon is a Presence that he feels might be a woman’s soul. He ventures forth to face unknown terrors in dangerous and unfamiliar places whereby he seeks to uncover all the curious secrets of the sword. Lavish braves it all by keeping a special ‘hope’ in his heart."  - R.M. Hicks

"Women of earth had finally attained their objective: a new world all their own and—without men! But was it?" - from, IF Worlds of Science Fiction 1953

"It was the most outrageous kind of irony that fate, and the Commission of Galactic Astrography, should select such a prime misfit as Knucklebone Smith to light the lamp of Pluto." - from Planet Stories (Fall 1954)

"The Comet is a science fiction short story, written by W. E. B. Du Bois in 1920. It discusses the relationship between Jim Davis (a black man) and Julia (a wealthy white woman) after a comet hits New York and unleashes toxic gases that kill everyone except them.  Originally published as the tenth chapter of Du Bois's Darkwater: Voices From Within the Veil, The Comet was reprinted in the 2000 anthology Dark Matter: The Anthology of Science Fiction, Fantasy and Speculative Fiction by Black Writers." - from Wikipedia

"All the Grahams desired was a home they could call their own...  but what did the home want?" - from Galaxy Science Fiction, April 1958

"In a night club of many lights and much high-pitched laughter, where he had come for an hour of forgetfulness and an execrable dinner, John Northwood was suddenly conscious that Fate had begun shuffling the cards of his destiny for a dramatic game." - from Astounding Stories of Super-Science, February 1930

"In a night club of many lights and much high-pitched laughter, where he had come for an hour of forgetfulness and an execrable dinner, John Northwood was suddenly conscious that Fate had begun shuffling the cards of his destiny for a dramatic game." - from Astounding Stories of Super-Science, February 1930

"In a night club of many lights and much high-pitched laughter, where he had come for an hour of forgetfulness and an execrable dinner, John Northwood was suddenly conscious that Fate had begun shuffling the cards of his destiny for a dramatic game." - from Astounding Stories of Super-Science, February 1930

"In a night club of many lights and much high-pitched laughter, where he had come for an hour of forgetfulness and an execrable dinner, John Northwood was suddenly conscious that Fate had begun shuffling the cards of his destiny for a dramatic game." - from Astounding Stories of Super-Science, February 1930

"Rethrick Construction hired Jennings for two years.  When he left they erased his memory.  This annoyed him, but not half as much as his paycheck." - from Imagination, June 1953

"Rethrick Construction hired Jennings for two years.  When he left they erased his memory.  This annoyed him, but not half as much as his paycheck." - from Imagination, June 1953

"Rethrick Construction hired Jennings for two years.  When he left they erased his memory.  This annoyed him, but not half as much as his paycheck." - from Imagination, June 1953

"When the Earth supply ship set down upon prison planet Number Seven last week, a curious state of affairs was found: the prisoners below mining the ore as usual, the overseer dead, and every indication of some stark drama having taken place. In the study of the overseer's house one man was found dead, apparently by his own hand, and beside him on the desk was a hastily scribbled document which is herewith published." - Planet Stories, Summer 1942

"Grimly Eric John Stark slogged toward that ancient Martian city—with every step he cursed the talisman of Ban Cruach that flamed in his blood-stained belt. Behind him screamed the hordes of Ciaran, hungering for that magic jewel—ahead lay the dread abode of the Ice Creatures—at his side stalked the whispering spectre of Ban Cruach, urging him on to a battle Stark knew he must lose!" - from Planet Stories, March 1951

"Grimly Eric John Stark slogged toward that ancient Martian city—with every step he cursed the talisman of Ban Cruach that flamed in his blood-stained belt. Behind him screamed the hordes of Ciaran, hungering for that magic jewel—ahead lay the dread abode of the Ice Creatures—at his side stalked the whispering spectre of Ban Cruach, urging him on to a battle Stark knew he must lose!" - from Planet Stories, March 1951

"Grimly Eric John Stark slogged toward that ancient Martian city—with every step he cursed the talisman of Ban Cruach that flamed in his blood-stained belt. Behind him screamed the hordes of Ciaran, hungering for that magic jewel—ahead lay the dread abode of the Ice Creatures—at his side stalked the whispering spectre of Ban Cruach, urging him on to a battle Stark knew he must lose!" - from Planet Stories, March 1951

"Grimly Eric John Stark slogged toward that ancient Martian city—with every step he cursed the talisman of Ban Cruach that flamed in his blood-stained belt. Behind him screamed the hordes of Ciaran, hungering for that magic jewel—ahead lay the dread abode of the Ice Creatures—at his side stalked the whispering spectre of Ban Cruach, urging him on to a battle Stark knew he must lose!" - from Planet Stories, March 1951

"Grimly Eric John Stark slogged toward that ancient Martian city—with every step he cursed the talisman of Ban Cruach that flamed in his blood-stained belt. Behind him screamed the hordes of Ciaran, hungering for that magic jewel—ahead lay the dread abode of the Ice Creatures—at his side stalked the whispering spectre of Ban Cruach, urging him on to a battle Stark knew he must lose!" - from Planet Stories, March 1951

Our production is based on Walton Butterfield's dramatization of Oscar Wilde's, The Canterville Ghost. Butterfield's play originally aired in 1939 on the Terror By Night radio drama series.  Have a happy Halloween!

"The slovenly wub might well have said: Many men talk like philosophers and live like fools." - from Planet Stories, July 1952

Performed by Ryan Johnson and Miranda Johnson of Auditory Entertainments

Good Ghost, written by Wyliss Cooper had its original radio premier October 24th, 1948 on the "Quiet, Please" radio series.

A human brain-controlled spacecraft would mean mechanical perfection.  This was accomplished, and something unforeseen: a strange entity called...  Mr. Spaceship.

A human brain-controlled spacecraft would mean mechanical perfection.  This was accomplished, and something unforeseen: a strange entity called...  Mr. Spaceship.

A human brain-controlled spacecraft would mean mechanical perfection.  This was accomplished, and something unforeseen: a strange entity called...  Mr. Spaceship.

An original story inspired by First Contact, by Murray Leinster.  First Contact Reflections tells the First Contact story from the perspective of the alien species encountered by the human space ship.

An original story inspired by First Contact, by Murray Leinster.  First Contact Reflections tells the First Contact story from the perspective of the alien species encountered by the human space ship.

"It seemed like an ordinary request - the woman wanted to buy a ticket to Earth. And yet the Captain knew that no such place existed!..." - from Imagination Vol 4 No 9 (1953)

The classic three-wishes tale, originally published in 1902.

Please enjoy our production of Ray Bradbury's thrilling sci-fi horror, Zero Hour.  To our listeners and viewers, happy Halloween!

Do Martin Aimes' neighbors have some ghastly thing in their window, or is it all just in his imagination? It's a thrilling tale of mystery and horror that will have you guessing until the very last scene!

"No weapon has ever been frightful enough to put a stop to war - perhaps because we never before had any that though for themselves!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Defenders

"No weapon has ever been frightful enough to put a stop to war - perhaps because we never before had any that though for themselves!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Defenders

"In the Gloomy Depths of the Old Warehouse Dale Saw a Thing That Drew a Scream of Horror to His Dry Lips. It Was a Corpse—the Mold of Decay on Its Long-dead Features—and Yet It Was Alive!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of Astounding Stories of Super-Science February 1930

"Here is a brace of vignettes by the Old Vignette Master ... short and sharp ... like a hypodermic!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of Two Timer

"He fixed things—clocks, refrigerators, vidsenders and destinies. But he had no business in the future, where the calculators could not handle him. He was Earth’s only hope—and its sure failure!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Variable Man

"He fixed things—clocks, refrigerators, vidsenders and destinies. But he had no business in the future, where the calculators could not handle him. He was Earth’s only hope—and its sure failure!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Variable Man

"He fixed things—clocks, refrigerators, vidsenders and destinies. But he had no business in the future, where the calculators could not handle him. He was Earth’s only hope—and its sure failure!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Variable Man

"He fixed things—clocks, refrigerators, vidsenders and destinies. But he had no business in the future, where the calculators could not handle him. He was Earth’s only hope—and its sure failure!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Variable Man

"He fixed things—clocks, refrigerators, vidsenders and destinies. But he had no business in the future, where the calculators could not handle him. He was Earth’s only hope—and its sure failure!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Variable Man

"How could a human body be found actually splintered––broken into sharp fragments like a shattered glass! Once again Dr. Bird probes deep into an amazing mystery." - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of Astounding Stories of Super-Science, March 1930

"How could a human body be found actually splintered––broken into sharp fragments like a shattered glass! Once again Dr. Bird probes deep into an amazing mystery." - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of Astounding Stories of Super-Science, March 1930

"Mr. Peck was dead ... the papers said so. Yet Mr. Peck performed his own autopsy and saved eight men from death!" - from The Project Gutenberg EBook of Hooded Detective, Volume III No. 2, January, 1942