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Joe The Ghost Guy: Bye -bye.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Good. Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, wherever you are. crossed. country. and around the world. You are listening to ghost stories.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and the Unusual Paranormal Podcast. I am indeed your spooky host. Joe. The Ghost Guy.
Joe The Ghost Guy: We have a wonderful... Story lined up for you. today
Joe The Ghost Guy: that we do uh Monster 1. we did on... Blood. and we're gonna Toot.
Joe The Ghost Guy: toe. into the darker side. One of my favorite poems You know, even though this... poet was scrutinized and You know...
Joe The Ghost Guy: Mate. fun of and etc.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You know after his death You know his poems were Sorry. to be. you know pretty dark. but also...
Joe The Ghost Guy: They were... Like any artist. you know, who passed away or us. No. you know that they're The work is good.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And...
Joe The Ghost Guy: Tonight. We're deep and we're gonna. Going to one of his poems We're gonna talk Bro. Edgar Allan Poe.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And the story we're going to do.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Good night.
Joe The Ghost Guy: There are things in this world that and more mankind. was never meant to understand. There are shadows.
Joe The Ghost Guy: That move. within nothing. Living stands before the night. There are voices.
Joe The Ghost Guy: that whisper from empty rooms. And there are. Creatures. that seem to exist. somewhere between the world of the living.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Amen. kingdom. of dead.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but along. All these creatures... associated with darkness. Death. And the supernatural There is one...
Joe The Ghost Guy: Who's a presence? is haunted. the imagination. of mankind. for centuries.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A creature. Dressed entirely. In black. a creature. whose wings Sing. Woven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: From midnight itself. A creature. that reaches From the dark. from the dead branches. Abandon churches.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Forgotten Graveyard And. Windows of houses. We're death. was recently visited.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Tonight. Story. We are diving deep.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And two. The Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It's feathers.
Joe The Ghost Guy: are darker. than the grave. It's eyes. seem to carry secrets. than no living soul. Should know.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And it's cry. Sound like the warning. from somewhere beyond. Bill. or what happens. when a raven does not nearly cry.
Joe The Ghost Guy: What happened? When it speaks. Peace. And when it happened. When they only were. it no. Shh. is the very word.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You fear. hearing them most.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Tonight. We travel. into the torture and the tortured imagination. of Warner. Americas. Breed us master the poor Amen.
Joe The Ghost Guy: who understood. that the most terrifying ghost or sometimes. Not the spirits. that haunt your house.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but the memory. of that Muhammad. in our mind. His name. was Edgar. Outland. Oh.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And it. 1845 He gave the world. one of the darkest. and most unfriendly unforgivable. poems. ever written.
Joe The Ghost Guy: cold. the rib. They tell a grieving man. Lost love. And at midnight.
Joe The Ghost Guy: visitor. And a single word. That would... Okay. condemned. a broken soul. Return. in eternity.
Joe The Ghost Guy: of sorrow.
Joe The Ghost Guy: ghost story. and the unusual. Paranormal Podcast. Tonight. terrifying. journey. cold. The Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The midnight messenger. Who never. Thee.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A lonely house. standing beneath a black winter sky. The year. is somewhere.
Joe The Ghost Guy: in the 19th century. December. has come. Bring him with it. Bitter cold of winter. The trees. are bare.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the garden. are dead. The road. are deserted. and inside. Forgot. house. one man Setsubou.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Yeah. chamber. illuminated. Bye. Peace. a fading light. every day. Bye.
Joe The Ghost Guy: His name. has been lost to memory. but his suffering. has not. wants this man.
Joe The Ghost Guy: new happiness. once. laughter. filled those rooms. once. There was warmth in this house.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and once. there was Lenore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Lenore? Even the sound. have hurt me. was enough to break. his heart.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and had been She had been beautiful. Her voice. I've been gentle. Or... present. had filled his world. happiness.
Joe The Ghost Guy: believed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: that would last forever. but death. make snow's promises. and death. does not care how deeply someone is in love.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Lenore was gone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: taken from the world. of the living Buried. It needs a cold earth. and the man. who had loved her.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Let's film. was left out. Hi. to wander through them. ruins their memories. Every room.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Submitted him to her every shadow Same to is simple her feet. Every... Free.
Joe The Ghost Guy: of the floorboard.
Joe The Ghost Guy: made him turn. open against hope. that she had so warm turn. Sometimes. late at night. You believed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Because you're... Walkthrough. the hallway. Sometime. It's time. You could smell the faint perfume. She wants war.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The darkness. never answer. till 1 December tonight. one terrible night. It's something came knocking.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It was well past midnight. Fire. have burned down. to blow it. impert man Sit. in his chair.
Joe The Ghost Guy: surrounded by Ain't you? books. filled with forgotten knowledge. He had spent countless nights Sure, Chief. through these boys.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Shh. books about philosophy. books about religion. Oops. belt. mysterious death. books that promised wisdom.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and books. that offer No comfort. Let's work. He waited on... He wanted to. only one thing.
Joe The Ghost Guy: to forget. to forget the funeral. Forget it. her grave. to forget the terrible moment. when he realized that Let go of it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: But never. the term. his eyes. through head. his head. yet. Paul Bowden. as and just at sleep reached.
Joe The Ghost Guy: out to claim the end. her.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the open design.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Someone. was not met. achiever. Sure. Yeah. how many not scratch Just a dim Jim. A gentle tapping.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He started towards the darkness. Who's there? No answer. He waited. the clock.
Joe The Ghost Guy: continue. Take care. It came. Another sound.
Joe The Ghost Guy: little louder this time. Amen. rose slowly. from his chair. his hands. trouble.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He told him so. It was only a visitor. Perhaps some travelers seeking shelter. spirit. from the storm. perhaps serve it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Perhaps someone. We haven't lost it. way. but deep inside him. something. stirred. something. They had been buried.
Joe The Ghost Guy: need to breathe. Hope.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and impossible. Dreadful. Oh.
Joe The Ghost Guy: What? Yeah. It was her. What? Yeah. Yes. that somehow... released. Lenore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: What if? Shit. come home. He approached the chamber door. His fingers closed round the door. oh brass and He hesitated.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the pause and open
Joe The Ghost Guy: Beyond the doorway stood nothing. only dark an endless hallway. swallow. Aishah.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Gia leans forward. Low.
Joe The Ghost Guy: silent. He stepped in the doorway. Is someone there?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Still nothing. Then. almost without realizing it. He was what he was doing. He whispered the name. They had tortured.
Joe The Ghost Guy: his dream. Shh.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Lenore?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Lenore?
Joe The Ghost Guy: a word for eternity here. But it was only and echo.
Joe The Ghost Guy: or So he believed. He closed the door. returned to his chair. and try to convince himself.
Joe The Ghost Guy: at the entire experience. I've been nothing more. than the work of it. and they exhausted mine.
Joe The Ghost Guy: But the night was not finished with him. because the knocking began again. this time It came. from the window
Joe The Ghost Guy: the man.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Turn sharply.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Okay. Eat. The sound. Came from behind the heavy hurt.
Joe The Ghost Guy: From the window. overlooked and darkened. Gardening. He stared. at the velvet dreams.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Something. was there. Something was moving. the glass. it here Your face, baby. of fluttering.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and unmistakable sound quads against wood. It's hard. begin to raise. slowly.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Yep. approach. the window. you reach for the curtain. and with one sudden movement. He pulled them. to a side.
Joe The Ghost Guy: a massive by Raymond. slipped into the chamber. It's we. speeded. Ferociously
Joe The Ghost Guy: His wings beat effusely. against the air.
Joe The Ghost Guy: his feathers. shimmed beneath the firelight. a Polish. Obsidian. is Claws. Au revoir and curved.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It's B. for sure. in his eyes. Insides were terrible. not because they were below. because they were monstrous.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but because they seem to understand. The bird. Circle the chamber once. then twice.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And finally... landed upon a marble. us. Apelius. Athena. Position above.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the chamber door. There it's sad motion. Shhh. Watch.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man stared in disbelief. thee. a raven
Joe The Ghost Guy: Or... of all the preachers. It could have. in turn. is home. a raven had chosen his chamber.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and not just any rape. This one seemed almost loyal.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It's posture. was proud. It's gays. over a week. Its gaze underweight
Joe The Ghost Guy: It showed. No fear. of the man. No desire to escape. Instead. It sat above the door.
Joe The Ghost Guy: I get dark. Judge. waiting to deliver a sentence. Amen. Nervous. behalf. well You are a strange visitor.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Raven. being silent.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Tell me. Creature of the Night. What is your name? for a moment. Nothing happened. The bird.
Joe The Ghost Guy: tilt to the chair. It's baptized. fixed upon. And then... Let's speak. open.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Raven. A natural. How low? voice. Nevermore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man stumbled backward. Eddie hurt Correctly At that... Erd? Spoken? He stared at it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Rayburn. Stared back May I room more?
Joe The Ghost Guy: It would. of the Word. On. in The chamber. Cool. Fine. and changing.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He had. her stories of Raven. that imitate. human speech. Perhaps bird.
Joe The Ghost Guy: I belong to someone. unfortunate master. who had time.
Joe The Ghost Guy: single word to it. Perhaps. It had escaped. Perhaps. Storm had driven in.
Joe The Ghost Guy: into his window. Truly. It was... reasonable explanation. but as he studied the bird.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He noticed. something that disturbed it. The Raven. Did not look. confused.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It did not. behave like it. Right. And. trapped inside an unfamiliar room.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Yes. And so it had begun. that had been waiting for him. as though it would that it knew precisely.
Joe The Ghost Guy: where it was. Do I? Yeah. A.
Joe The Ghost Guy: at first. Man tried. for our music, so with his visit. What? could a bird possibly do?
Joe The Ghost Guy: was only in the animal.
Joe The Ghost Guy: a creature. Seeking shelter. He pulled his chair closer. to the door set directly beneath the raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The roof. Earth. Watch them. You watch. the bird. several minutes neither move Then the man spoke.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Others have left me. 4. as boys. It was barely a whisper. Friends. have departed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Happiness. as part in. even hope. As. Park. He lowered his eyes. And tomorrow...
Joe The Ghost Guy: Perhaps. You will leave me. to you. really openness be. Never more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man froze. Something about... timing. was wrong. It was. as though. the bird.
Joe The Ghost Guy: at answer state Not meanly. repeated a word Answer. You laugh nervously.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Of course. That is all you know. how to say
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Raven. Remain still. What the man? could not stop staring. A terrible thought. Happy Camp Foreman.
Joe The Ghost Guy: in his mind. What if? Burp. was not in ordinary. visitor. Bye. Yeah. He had been sent.
Joe The Ghost Guy: is suffering. What if something beyond the grave? and her. is suffering. What if?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Lenore herself. Asset. a messenger. You lean forward. Tell me you mean. Where have you? come from.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Science. Prom. some distant man.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Primer Graveyard. The Raven. tilted his head. from the kingdom of the dead. The bird's eyes seemed to... dark
Joe The Ghost Guy: And the man seriously wished. yet never asked.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Right. hours past. Storm. continue. and the Raven refused to move. Amen. try to read.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but every sentence reminding him. Yeah. He tried to close his eyes. And every time he did.
Joe The Ghost Guy: We solve the norm. her face. or smile. The way she used to. stand behind the window.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and watch. the rain. He remembered the last time. He had held her hand. How cold. and happy. Oh.
Joe The Ghost Guy: How weak. Her voice. sound bit And now... desperately. He had begged her. not to leave you.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Yeah, I promised her as you will. Remember her forever. But now... viewers began to understand.
Joe The Ghost Guy: that forever can be a curse.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He looked towards the raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Did you know her? birthday now. Did you know? No more. Lenore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The chamber seemed to grow. OpenTree. She was... everything to me. His voice broke. everything.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He rose. and approached the bird. Tell me. Is she at peace?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Raven stared. Is she somewhere beyond the world?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Waiting for me Shalom.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Will I ever? Hold her again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The ribbon. Open its feet.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Sad. Never more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Amen. staggered backward. No. He shook his head. No. that can't be true.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The bird said nothing. You don't understand. What I'm asking. The raven leaned. Are you... Only a bird?
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man slammed his fist against the table. Are you only? A bird. and the Raven. remained.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Ocean. And somehow... The silence. It was more terrifying. In its voice.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Because... Man. that began to believe. that the creature knew something. He did not. Somethin' bout manure.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Something. about death. Something about the terrible. Possibility. that the grave was not only And merely... is separation.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Bye. indeed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: than the strain. Things began. At first. They were almost too... settle. to notice.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The candle flamed. Lean. towards the Raven. along the wall.
Joe The Ghost Guy: seem to stretch.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The air grew heavy. It's a fragrance. the man recognized. immediately. Lenore's perfume. He stood.
Joe The Ghost Guy: His breath caught in his throat.
Joe The Ghost Guy: a fragrant We're stronger.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Roses. lavender
Joe The Ghost Guy: the faint sweetness I had it once. clung into her hair. He turned towards the empty room. Lenore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He spun around. Nothing.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Another footstep. this time. near the fireplace. Then the third. near the door. You could feel a presence.
Joe The Ghost Guy: moving through the room. That's something. He could see. something sense. same Sensation.
Joe The Ghost Guy: no experiences. Even standing. and then empty. Room. And suddenly... became certain. at someone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: is watching. The man looked. at the Raven. Is she here? The bird did not answer.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Have you brought her to me? The curtains moved. Although... a window. We're closed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The fire. Yeah. and the darkness.
Joe The Ghost Guy: reflection of the window Amen. that she saw He saw the... Outline of a woman standing behind him. A pale figure.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Long hair. a familiar dress. Etern. Lenore!
Joe The Ghost Guy: Nothing stood there. Only an empty... chamber. But in the windows reflect... a reflection.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but in the window's reflection. The woman. remain. He stared. horror Her face was hidden.
Joe The Ghost Guy: her head. was bowed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: her hands. on the other side. Slowly. very slowly She raised her hand. And there.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Her voice spitted. have been seen. There was only darkness.
Joe The Ghost Guy: man screamed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He stumbled backward. It reflected. The reflection vanished. And the raven spoke. Never more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Was the ghost? Was it? Adios. or... There was a nightmare brought into life by greed. and exhaustion.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Or had the raven? opened the doorway. through which something else had entered. The man. can no longer tell.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And that... Was when the true horror? Again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: throughout history. Ravens had occupied Hi. a strange place. and human. imagination. some tradition.
Joe The Ghost Guy: They are associated. with wisdom. others. prophecy and others. of death.
Joe The Ghost Guy: end. and the battlefield.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Ancient Norse. God owed it. was accompanied. by Two Ravens. human again and human.
Joe The Ghost Guy: associated. Good thought. memory. and folklore. Ravens have some time. And imagine.
Joe The Ghost Guy: as Watcher. messenger. are creatures that... No. a human being. Cannot. and in dark.
Joe The Ghost Guy: corners of Buffett literature. The Raven. became something more. Frightening a symbol of knowledge.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It cannot. forgot. A messenger. that delivers no comfort. A messenger. with that. Yeah.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Does not. negotiate
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man. gazed up at the creature. What are you? His voice trembled. Are you a spirit?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Raven watched. Uh... A messenger? to answer.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Uh... A demon? The flames flickered.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Or... be something worse. The bird. slowly Spread is weak. its numerous shadow.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Find the wall. across the ceiling. over the bookshelf Until then. chamber. seemed to be filled with the monstrous shape.
Joe The Ghost Guy: than no ordinary bird. KingCast. Amen. covered his face. and from somewhere inside his own mind.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A whisper. seemed to rise. Ask it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Ask the question. you fear. Thumb up.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It lowered its hand. He lowered his hands.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Tears. ran down his face.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Tell my future.
Joe The Ghost Guy: it's a wrap heaven. where Lenore waits. Raven. did not move. Whoa. Will my soul find...
Joe The Ghost Guy: Hurs when my life is over His voice rose into a deep... Keep it at this. Despite the spirit.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Well I see my beloved Lenore again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Terrible silence. Build the chamber. Then the bird spoke.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Nevermore?
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man. So... into his knees. The world. the word struck him harder. than any physical blow.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Never more. Now reread. Reunion. No final embrace No voice calling his name behind the grave.
Joe The Ghost Guy: only absent. Only me. Only memory. Only the endless torment. of loving someone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: would never. Hence... would never answer. Yet the Raven. And. offer. No proof of any of this.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and only repeated. One word. that knew. And that was perhaps the cruelest part of all. the man.
Joe The Ghost Guy: himself had given the word its meaning. He had turned. A bird's message.
Joe The Ghost Guy: utterance. into a sentence. of eternal. Damnation.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Something inside the man began to break. could not. No longer. extinguish the storm outside.
Joe The Ghost Guy: From the storm within his mind Every shadow. We can. a threat. Every. Creek. became a whisper.
Joe The Ghost Guy: every movement of the Raven's head. seem to be like judgment. He began pacing. Why have you come here?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Raven watched. Why? This house. 7. Why? Tonight.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It's breathing quickly. Why tort me? Why torp me? with that word Bird. remain.
Joe The Ghost Guy: perched above the door. The man pointed at it. You know. is please subscribe You know... what happened to her.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Grab. But... Okay.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He grabbed a book and hurled across the room. Had struck the wall. until open. Another book. all alone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: than another. the pages scatter across the floor. The man screamed into the darkness. Answer me.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Never more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He stroked. Peace. staggered towards the door. Then leave.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Do - Raven. remained. Get. Out of my house. I'm moving. Retreat. All right. that storm.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Earth Watch. Turn. To whatever nightmare. sent you.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Feathers Ruffle. Sloth.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Leave? me. Alone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Nevermore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: In that instant, Man. Understood. The Word. in it entirely. new way. The Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: will never leave. Not tomorrow. Not the next day. Not even.
Joe The Ghost Guy: when the sun rose. Never more. it would remain. Watch. waiting.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A living reminder. Okay. everything. He advanced. He backed away from the door. the bird's shadow Stretch across the floor.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And. whatever the man moved. shadow. seem to follow.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Amen. It endured. No more. is sorrow. became... A terror. is terror.
Joe The Ghost Guy: became rage. and his rage. It becomes something. close to madness. He stood. Before the Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Trim plane. Creature Darkness. His voice echoed through the chamber. Whether you are a bird A devil.
Joe The Ghost Guy: or some messenger from the world. Aeon. I condemn you. to leave. The Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: remain motionless. Take. Your black wings away from my door. Stay. Take your shadow.
Joe The Ghost Guy: From my floor. man's voice. rose into his screen. Take your terrible word From my heart.
Joe The Ghost Guy: From one. dreadful moment. The bird. seen almost human. his head. tilted. his eyes fixed upon the man.
Joe The Ghost Guy: its peak. open. And the final answer... Okay.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Nevermore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Never more. The Word. Phil. the darkness and seeing. Settle.
Joe The Ghost Guy: into the walls. Into the book. and into every story. Every stone. the house.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man fell back. works. into the chair. his chair strength was gone. His anger was gone. Even his tears had stopped.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He looked towards the door. there upon a marble bust. Raven. still sat. black against the darkness.
Joe The Ghost Guy: his eyes reflecting. at the Last pale light of the moon. Beneath it. the shadow Stretch across the floor.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man tried to rise. He could not. He tried to pray. No words came out. and try to remember.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Lenore smiled. But all he could see... was the Raven. and all. We could hear.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Is that one dreadful word? Nevermore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Warning. should have... Right. brought comfort. Warning should have driven away darkness. Warning should have...
Joe The Ghost Guy: Revive Oh. Warning! should have reviled. the ray that as nothing more than... ordinary bird.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but into the world of Edgar Allen. Oh. Not every nightmare. Ends with Sun. as the sun rises. The Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: remain. Still poor. Shh. above the chamber door. still silent. Still watching.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man. remain into his chair. His eyes fixed upon the creature. and across the floor I hit the birds.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Long dark shadow. shadow that have become something more then an absence of light.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It was grief. It was memory. It was desired. It was the terrible certain. Hmm. That's a lie. He wants new.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but never return. The man. would ask Whoever. He would. See. Lenore again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Raven. would answer.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but perhaps the true horror. He's not. that the bird. possess knowledge of that afterlife. perhaps the truth.
Joe The Ghost Guy: or was that the man could no longer imagine. any answer other than despair. The Raven.
Joe The Ghost Guy: did not seem to attack them. It did not. lead its cause to it. stained with blood. It did not need. supernatural powers.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It needed only to sit. to watch. and to repeat the word. that grieving man could not bear.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Never more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And so the man remained. beneath the shadow. Chat. only by Iron chains. Now. Bye. The words.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Not by any visible prison With the memory he could Neither release nor forgive. nor survive without.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Raven. and come to the guardian of the sorrow in the soul. cannot raise from beneath its shadow.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Now my listeners There is something... In part we must... Understand. about this terrifying story. Edgar Allen Poe Habush.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the Raven. in January. 1845. it became one of those most celebrated works. And no.
Joe The Ghost Guy: our dramatized tonight. was carried its hunting images. into the room. realm. of the supernatural Order.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Ho's original poem Please one chilling question answer. is the brave and truly supernatural. or is the narrow Narrator.
Joe The Ghost Guy: to strain himself through it. through the grief. Raven. never claims to be a demon. and never claims to speak. from the dead.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and never poses. that Lenore was lost forever.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And... It says, O me. one word Never more. Yet. The narrow.
Joe The Ghost Guy: narrator. Confused asking questions. That he knows all Bring him the same Painful answer.
Joe The Ghost Guy: comes. Both the prisoner... and the jailer. is terrified of. the word. But still. He demands to hear it again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: That is the genius. Opposed masterpiece The Raven. I mean be a messenger from the other world.
Joe The Ghost Guy: where it may be nothing more than just a... ordinary bird. but The suffering is real. It does. despair. is real.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And the...
Joe The Ghost Guy: in the darkness of all costumes. the narrator is terrified because it can exist without. And it goes through all. Poe himself too much about Lost. and hardship.
Joe The Ghost Guy: His life was marked by... Detainment. financial struggles. and personal suffering. his wife Virginia.
Joe The Ghost Guy: would die in 1847. Two years after. Draven was published. is work
Joe The Ghost Guy: Reportedly. explored. the fragile boundary. between mourning. Obsession. Fear and madness.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Perhaps. That is why the Raven... was endured. for so long. Because it speaks to something.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Equal human. A fear. Peace. losing some something or someone. the fear being forgot.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and the fear. the people. Wait. We love. may be gone for us forever.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And now... Dear listeners.
Joe The Ghost Guy: I want you to imagine. something. Imagine. That tonight. after this episode ends. You turn off the lights.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You walk through your quiet house You check your doors. You close the curtain. And you prepared. for sleep.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but just as you are drifting off. Here's something.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A gentle tapping.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You open your eye You listen. Perhaps it is just the wind. Perhaps a branch. rushing against your window.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Perhaps nothing at all. Yeah. It comes again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You rise from your bed. You walk towards the window. and through the darkness. you see a shape. and large black bird.
Joe The Ghost Guy: first upon your windowsill It's for... Feathers shine beneath the moon. Its claws gripped the wood. in his eyes.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Its eyes are watching you. You tell yourself. It's only a raven. An ordinary bird. Nothing more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but then the creature tilts its head.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It speaks. open.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and from the darkness. comes a voice. A voice that sounds. Imposedly old. a voice. that seems to rise.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the bottom of an empty grave. Nevermore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He stumbled backwards. Raven. does not move. You close the curtain. but you'd still hear its claws in its glass.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You turn away. And then... From somewhere. inside the room. Hear the tapping again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: This time. it's not coming from the window It's coming. from behind you.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Emperhat. Peace. the most terrifying thing. about the Raven. It's not that it speaks. That it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: appears. At midnight. Not only. even that seems to know. The Secrets of the Dead. What is the once terrible word?
Joe The Ghost Guy: enters your mind. you may never be able to silence it. Because some memories... Do not. Bade. Some sorrows do not sleep.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and some shadow Shh. Never leave. Good night. is growing darker. But when? is begin to rise somewhere behind your window.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Something black is waiting. And if you hear the tapping. at your chamber door tonight Do not answer too quickly.
Joe The Ghost Guy: because the visitor Stand behind. be not thee.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Take your life. it may have calm for something worse. Your peace. your hope. And at least...
Joe The Ghost Guy: And that's why remain in your soul. This has been.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Ghost stories. and the Unusual Paranormal Podcast. where the unexplained... becomes terrifying. and the dead.
Joe The Ghost Guy: still have stories to tell. Until we meet again, my friend. Beware the dark. Beware the midnight hour. above all.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Beware. of the Raven. called the Raven. Never more.
