Phil thought tonight was his chance. Jack’s invitation to a mysterious new restaurant promised opportunity. Maybe even a breakthrough. Everything seemed perfect: the atmosphere, the smells, the conversation. Strange little details flickered at the edges, but nothing alarming… until his drink arrived. A single, chilling note sat beneath: Leave now. <a href="https://linktr.ee/edwardbakervo" rel="ugc noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">Discord - Patreon - Social Media</a>Join the Dead Air Theater on<a href="https://discord.gg/vgYeateDfh" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank"> Discord</a> Join <a href="https://www.patreon.com/EdwardBakerVO?utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">Patreon</a> for free or as a Patron to enjoy ad free episodes <a href="https://linktr.ee/edwardbakervo" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">Other links</a><hr> Hosted on Acast. See <a style='color:grey;' target='_blank' rel='noopener noreferrer' href='https://acast.com/privacy'>acast.com/privacy</a> for more information.

La Viande Noire - Part Two

Dead Air Theater lives in the dark between spaces, where monsters breathe and impossible things feel briefly, dangerously real.Most stories stand alone, drifting from the monstrous and the haunted to the strange, the speculative, and the quietly unsettling. Eldritch entities, broken futures, small-town horrors, and eerie bedtime stories all share the same spaces.A few threads do run deeper for those who listen closely. Some stories echo, some return, and some, The Marble Tales in particular, reward a careful ear, but no map is required to step inside.https://linktr.ee/edwardbakervo Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.