The CBS Radio Mystery Theater presents... Come
in. Welcome. I'm E .G. Marshall. What a fragile
species, mankind. really is. We're not nearly
so swift or agile as many of our lesser cousins,
and consider our vulnerability to shifts in the
temperature. On a spectrum that ranges from 12
,000 degrees, the temperature of the sun, to
the bitter, chilling void of outer space, we
can survive, unaided, only in a microscopic span.
of less than 70 degrees. There goes the sun.
Surely now, we will freeze to death. It can't
affect our radio. Our escape has been cut off.
The only person who knows we are here on this
glacier would rather see us dead than alive.
Our mystery drama, The Ice Palace. was written
especially for the Mystery Theater by Percy Granger
and star Tony Roberts. It is sponsored in part
by Buick Motor Division. I'll be back shortly
with Act One. The Arctic regions are a permanent
reminder of one of the most dramatic periods
in the Earth's history. The Ice Age. Some scientists
claim the Earth is cooling down and another ice
age is on the way. Others say the Earth is still
warming up. And if the trend continues, the vast
ice caps will begin to melt. Either way, the
polar regions are under constant and careful
scrutiny. Though locked deep within their massive
glaciers, it could be the key to the future of
the world. We're aboard a Canadian naval ice
cut north of the Arctic Circle. What's the time,
Wynn? Uh, 0900, Captain. We're right on schedule.
At a similarly roundback point up ahead, there's
only 10 more miles of ice left between us and
open water. Oh, thank goodness. Yeah, well, it's
a boring job, cutting channels through ice. It's
got to be the worst. We'll be glad to get back
today. You bet. We reached the setting, but ice
and snow is 70 to the 40 below. I belong up in
the air. Well, you know that, Joe. I just don't
know why the colonel sent me on the boring
mission. Well, I'd do better now. I should be
flying. Well, ten more miles of ice and then
we can have the whole thing. I didn't know the
pilots were bringing her about. We're over. Aye,
aye, Captain. Jack, come up here. What is it?
My eyes are supposed to be sealed now, right?
Didn't I have them tested just before we left
base? Yeah, and so what's the problem? You tell
me. Look, the channel. It's already clear. There
is no sign of ice anywhere. We are in open water.
At this time of year, the channel is always under
a layer of ice. And if we're on course, the Amundsen
iceberg should be off our stoppage now. But there's
nothing there but open water. Wynn, tell a pilot
to turn her about. We'd better report this back
to the base at once. And that's it, Colonel.
We rounded Victoria Point, and there was nothing
but open water as far as the eye could see. Joe,
you know the ice flows up there and never breaks
up, not even during the summer months. You sure
you didn't see anything, not even chunks of free
-floating ice? No, not a thing, Phil. Well, that
doesn't make sense. We had a spotter plane over
that area not two days ago, and they reported
everything was normal. They saw the Amundsen
Iceberg, too? Yes. So something caused those
waters to heat up to the point where it broke
up a massive ice field. What kind of a force
could melt that much ice? We don't know for sure
that it did. What do you mean? The ice in the
channel, perhaps. But the Amundsen iceberg was
20 miles long, Colonel. Nothing could cause something
that big to completely disappear. You think it
may only have broken up or shifted? I think we
have to consider that a possibility. The current
in the Victoria Channel flows southwest, right
into the main shipping lanes to the north slopes
of Alaska. Yeah, that's true, Joe. There's supertankers
and supply ships moving through that area constantly.
At this very minute, there could be ice floating
directly towards them. We've got to get a scout
train up at once. I'll call their wing and have
them... Colonel, please, with your permission,
I'd like to go up. You? You haven't flown in
over a year. My sight's back to normal now. The
doc gave me a clean slate. Yeah, but I don't
know... It's not that I don't get along with
Captain Gates here. I do. But I'm a pilot, Colonel.
I don't belong on the ship. Okay, Wynn. Thank
you, sir. I hope I made the right decision, Joe.
I think you did, sir. Before that car accident,
there wasn't a better pilot in the wind. That's
right. Before the accident. He'll be fine. He'll
be fine. He just needs to get his confidence
back. I hope you're right. Yes, who is it? Colonel
Champ, I wish to speak to you. Oh, call back.
Is it important? It is. All right, come in, come
in. Thank you. You're Kulebek, the headman
on the Eskimo village down the peninsula. I'm
afraid I have a serious problem which belongs
at your feet, Captain. If you will please look
out your window. All right. Well, congratulations.
Looks like you and your people made a rapid field
kill this year. Yeah, we have not brought these
things to your gates for your admiration, killer.
We did not kill them. Well, then who did? That
is what I must find out from you. This morning,
they were found washed up on the beach. Why can't
you just store them like you always do? No, no,
that would not be safe. Why not? Because we cannot
be certain how they died. Excuse me, Colonel. Kulabek,
Did you say these seals had been washed
ashore? Yes. But how can you be sure they died
at sea? How do you know they weren't already
on the beach? Because we have seen other seals
in the water, floating with their bellies up.
Colonel, with your permission, I'd like to go
out with Kulabek and examine those animals. Joe,
we've got a far more serious situation. But it's
just impossible, sir, that there may be a connection
between the disappearance of that glacier and
the fate of those seals. I think we'd better
find out how they died. My people are very angry,
Captain. They did not want this military base
here. There's still no proof that we are responsible.
There aren't any visible wounds on the animals.
Look more closely at this skin. Look. It's discolored
and shriveled. Almost like it's been charred.
Is not this what happens to skin which has been
exposed to nuclear radiation? Well, yes, actually
it is. But there's no nuclear testing going on
in the Arctic by either the West or the East.
How can you say this must happen? Well, any nuclear
explosions would have registered on our monitoring
equipment. But is it not the whole point for
each side to try to think up weapons which will
escape detection? Look, we'll run tests on one
of the fields. If our government is in any way
responsible, believe me, we'll make it up to
you. Nuclear radiation? That's impossible. Perhaps,
but... Those animals exhibited all the signs
of having died from a massive radioactive shock.
Captain, do you understand the implications of
what you're saying? If some nation is using the
Arctic as a testing ground... I know. ...and
has developed a weapon that can eliminate a 20
-mile -long iceberg without registering so much
as a tick on our type monitor... Well, we still
don't know the Amundsen iceberg has vanished
entirely. Wynn hasn't radioed in yet. Oh, I've
heard enough. Colonel Champ speaking. Yes? You sure
of that? Thanks very much. Well, that was the
lab. They've completed the autopsy in one of
those fields. There was no sign of radiation
sickness. None at all? Well, what did they tell
you? Look, simple heat frustration. Heat frustration?
At the North Pole? Not only that, Joe. While
you were out with Kulabek, I was getting reports
from Halifax, Reykjavik, two cities from Iceland
to Alaska. And they're all reporting the same
thing. A rise in the level of the ocean. What?
How much? Oh, it's still very slight, but it's
enough to be measured. You know, Joe, the conclusion
seems inescapable. Somehow... Some way, something
is causing the polar ice cap to warm up. But
this rapidly? That goes against all scientific
predictions. And how can it be selective? I mean,
why the Amundsen Iceberg, but not our outpost
here? General Champ speaking. Oh, yes, good.
I'll switch him on in here. Wynn is on a
horn. Maybe now we'll find out something. Hello,
Wynn? This is Colonel Champ. Do you read me?
I read you loud and clear, Colonel. What can
you see from up there? Nothing at all. There's
no trace of the Amundsen Glacier anywhere. What?
Are you positive? Yes, sir. It's crossed this
whole area. What altitude are you flying at?
Well, I've been down as close as 50 feet. I can't
find so much as an ice cube. Oh, that's not possible.
Colonel Champ. Colonel Champ. Yes, sir. What
is it? Believe what? What? What? Believe what?
Hello, Wynn. Wynn? The radio's not dead. I lost
contact. Hello. Hello, Wynn. Yes? Yes, I know
the radio's dead. Put me through to the radar
room. Tell you that. It happened to Wynn. Hello,
the radar? That's the plane we sent up. What's
its location? Are you sure it isn't a malfunction?
Yeah. Okay. Okay, if anything happens, let me
know. They've lost him on the radar screen as
well? At the same time the radio went dead. He's
vanished. Just vanished. Are all the scout planes
back, Bill? Yes, sir. Nothing. No trace of wind.
Or his plane. I never should have let him go
up. He wasn't ready to go. I don't think he crashed,
sir. Why not? You remember what he said just
before losing contact? I double-checked on the
black box. His exact words were, I've spotted
ice. I've spotted ice. Well, then, according
to the radar room, these were his coordinates
at that precise moment. I see. Hmm. So obviously
what he was seeing was this, the Lancaster ice
field. Right. Except for one thing, Colonel.
It isn't there anymore. What? The scout planes
reported no sign of the Lancaster ice field.
It's gone. 25 square miles of solid ice. Whatever
got that ice field got wet. I'm calling Ottawa.
I think Kulabek is right. There is some kind
of nuclear activity going on up here, and it
isn't on our side. Joe, some strange force is
causing the polar ice cap to melt. And if we
can't stop it, the results will be catastrophic.
Ice, we might say. is an extreme form of water.
An extreme, Aristotle tells us, ought to be avoided
on principle. What would happen should all the
ice on Earth vanish? Well, we know that's not
possible. Nothing just vanishes. And in the case
of ice, it would change into water. A great deal
of water. I shall return shortly with Act Two.
All around us, there are reminders of the awesome
force of the glaciers. They gouged out valleys
and threw up mountains. But when we consider
the fact that the amount of water contained in
the ice sheets at either end of the Earth is
enough to flood most of the world's landmass,
perhaps the most awesome thing ice can do is
melt. Joe, my orders from Ottawa are very clear.
We're the only military post in this area. It's
up to us to find out what's going on. I want
to know what happened to Wynn. I know, he was
your friend, Joe, but the radar room said they
lost contact instantaneously, as if he was obliterated.
There's only one thing that can do that. Some
kind of missile. The radar room picked up no
other signals. How could a missile destroy a
plane and escape all detection? Little chance
we can... Yes? Oh, I see. No, no, please keep
me informed. Thank you. Well, that was Repulse
Bay. They just reported another rise in the level
of the ocean. If this keeps up, the entire Earth
will be flooded. Pieces just don't fit. If some
natural phenomenon is causing the Earth to heat
up, how does that explain Wynn's disappearance?
Or if it's some kind of nuclear activity, why
isn't it registering on our monitor? That leaves
only two possibilities. Either someone has developed
an incredibly sophisticated weapon which our
equipment can't detect, or we are face-to-face
with some force we know nothing about. What?
You mean supernatural? That, or some force from
beyond our planet. Huh? Oh, uh, come in. Forgive
my coming to you twice with the same problem.
But my people wish to know what you will do to
replace the seals that have been killed. Don't
you have any food stored away you can draw on?
Uh, ordinarily, yes. We are very provident in
these matters. But our caches have been vandalized.
Well, you're not going to blame us for that,
too, are you? No, I know who the guilty party
is. And at the right moment, I will expose him.
Is it someone from our base? No, no. His name
is Samick. You do not need to interfere. We will
take care of this in our own way. All right,
all right, Kulabek. I'll speak to the quartermaster
about issuing rations to the village. Thank you.
Just a minute, just a minute. Kulabek, why is
one man robbing the meat deposits of the entire
village? Because he's lazy and good for nothing.
Well, what happened to him? And he can't eat
it all himself. He sells it. To whom? I have
been watching him. I have seen him load up the
meat and go off up the northern channel. In my
younger days, I could have followed him in my
kayak. But now a motor is too much for me. And
when he returns, his boat is lighter than before.
Joe, we have an urgent situation facing us. Colonel,
there are no settlements up the northern channel.
It's frozen wilderness all the way to the pole.
I'd be very interested to know just who Samick's
customers are. What do you want with me? I only
take my boat out to hunt like the rest. Samick,
Kulabek here says you go up the northern channel.
The hunting is better in the back. I am bound
by no law to do as the others do. Samick, I advise
you to cooperate with Captain Gates. You have
no power over me, old man. I know nothing. Will
you take the meat, too? I do not know. Samic...
I have never seen the man that I can swear to
you. I do not know even if it is one man or many.
Tell us what you do know. Several months ago,
I was in Toul. Someone approached me. He
said he knew I was from this village. He had
a bargain to make. The man he worked for would
pay me very well. All I had to do was hunt for
him and once each week take what I had killed
to a certain spot at the far end of the northern
channel. But you found it easier to rob our store.
Go on, Samick. That is all I know. I leave the
food, take the money which is there for me, and
go. I see no one. No signs of life at all? No.
No buildings? It is a wilderness. I do not even
know how a person can survive there. And this
never struck you as odd? I am well paid. I have
no questions. Is that where you're going now?
Yes. I'm coming along. You cannot. The man was
very clear. No one else must come with me. Oh,
don't worry. Don't worry. Whoever's out there
isn't going to see me until I want them to. How
can anything survive in such a bleak wilderness
as this? There's nothing but snow and ice. The
place where I'm about to leave the food is just
around the next bend. All right, I'll pull up
alongside this glacier here. We'll get out here
and set up camp at the top of the glacier overlooking
the drop point. You... We'd be safe, do you think?
We'll establish radio contact with the base,
and then it's just a matter of watching and waiting.
This is a good vantage point. The land is flat
for miles in all directions down there. Whoever
comes for those supplies can't help but be seen.
I do not like the look of the sky, though. We
say Blizzard should come. be blinded. Samick
is leaving now. Look, he's waving to us. I have
a not easy feeling about him. He's the only one
who knows where we are. You think we can trust
him? It is strange, is it not? We meet only this
morning, you and I. Now, here we are, alone and
not knowing what it is we face. Sometimes, I
can't see the supplies anymore. My eyes are getting
too old. What can you see? The supplies are gone.
Someone must have come during the storm and taken
them. Let's go down there. I am not sure that
is a wise idea. Why not? I mean, maybe they left
a clue which way they went. I am beginning to
think we are dealing with extraordinary people.
No one should be able to find his way in a storm
such as just passed. Even the most experienced
hunter would have to stop or run the most certain
risk of becoming lost. Don't worry about it.
I've got a gun. What if armed? will not work
against such people as we are after. There's
nothing here. No trace of the supplies Samick
left. This storm has covered all the tracks.
Snow and ice as far as we can see. What have
they done? What is happening? The ground's giving
way. Cool it back. We're falling. Cool it back?
No. You're still alive. That's the metaphorical
beauty of snow. It breaks one's fall. Who are
you? My name is Raven. Raven? In the mythology
of the northern peoples, the raven is considered
a bird which can survive anywhere. It's also
credited with the creation of a world. Where
am I? You are in my fortress, the Ice Palace.
The last thing I remember is falling. Of course.
Underground. That's how you've escaped detection.
Stand up, and I will show you around. Children
dream of building snow castles and of defending
them against the world. I have made that dream
a reality. But I've added, as you will see momentarily,
certain refinement. It's like a maze. And everything
is so white. It's blinding. The entire palace
is simply hollowed out of the snow and ice. Small
holes in the ceilings allow for ventilation and
carry off the excess heat to prevent the palace
from melting. The same principle as the igloo,
actually, except, as you can see, my palace is
somewhat larger. And, uh... Is it you who's responsible
for everything that's been happening? If you
are referring to the abrupt disappearance of
one or two rather large bodies of ice? Yes. How?
How did you do it? Come. I will show you. You
see before you the work of a lifetime. That just
looks like a telescope. How could this melt an
iceberg 20 miles long? It came off. Oh, then
what you are looking at is a machine which, working
on a laser principle, has the capacity to do
nothing less than neutralize the Earth's protective
magnetic field. Do you follow me? I'm... I'm
not sure. The sun bombards us daily with ultraviolet
rays of such intensity, they would burn our planet
to a crisp, were it not for the ozone in the
stratosphere. Under normal conditions, ozone
is produced continuously by the action of solar
ultraviolet radiation on the oxygen in the air.
This machine arrests that process. You mean they
just... opens holes in the atmosphere and lets
deadly ultraviolet radiation pass through undiluted.
Precisely. A race like the Earth to temperatures
of several thousand degrees. So, that's what
happened to the Amundsen iceberg. Yes, yes, I
was testing the width of the hole I could open.
Twenty miles. But I can also adjust it down to
a point with a diameter of no more than... Two
inches. And that's what happened to Wynn. He
flew right into the line of ultraviolet radiation.
And was burned to a crisp. So it was you who
killed him. What happened? One of my minor inventions,
this small gun. It freezes snow into ice. You
tried to hit me. I simply fired it at your feet.
And you lost your balance. Why, gods, control
this man of Hempra. See? I am not entirely alone.
What's the purpose of all this? What you have
witnessed were the final tests of my machine.
I've merely been waiting for the sun to move
up into the northern hemisphere. Tomorrow I shall
begin to systematically melt the polar ice cap.
You're mad. We are all mad. But why? Why? Because
it's a challenge. Because I don't want others
to control my destiny. Because the world needs
a good cleansing periodically. Take your pick.
Reasons are cheap. I don't deal in reasons. But
what is it you want? I make no demands. This
is not a petty case of... international terrorist
extortion, I will not be bought off. As soon
as a person makes demands, he makes himself vulnerable.
And I intend to remain absolutely invincible.
You're going to flood the entire world. Yes.
Why does that surprise you? Consider the scene.
Trillions of tons of water released from frozen
bondage in an instant. Tidal waves sweeping southward.
Whole buildings toppled by their force. Entire
cities drowned without warning. And when it is
all over, only those few living in the highest
mountains are still alive. We can draw only one
conclusion, literally and figuratively. At this
moment, the madman raven is sitting on top of
the world. I shall return shortly with our final
act. The Bible tells of a great flood. And the
flood was 40 days upon the earth. And the waters
increased. And the waters prevailed. All in whose
nostrils was the breath of life died. This cataclysmic
event was intended as a lesson and a warning,
but today we tell ourselves it was only a parable.
However, ancient texts from the Orient also record
an inundation of the earth by water. So then,
how improbable is our tale? Have we taken heed
of the warning? Do we lead better lives today
than we once did? Raven. You can't be mad enough
to think you actually succeed, can you? On the
contrary, Captain Gates. That is precisely why
I shall succeed. When the sun rises tomorrow,
I will turn on my machine, and I will feel what
no man since the great conquerors of the past
has felt, the total satisfaction of complete
triumph. And you will be right beside me to witness
the whole... Terrible scene. Oh, Captain Gates.
Huh? What? Captain Gates, are you all right?
Kulabek, you're alive. Yes. I was the first
to regain consciousness for my mutual fall.
Did you meet that guy, Raven? Oh, yes. He's crazy.
He's a stark -waving man. Did you see that machine?
Yes, yes, and then he brought me here. Oh, I
see the walls are solid ice and the floors packed
snow. I have already examined the room with great
care. What about the door? Could we... He could
possibly dig out a way out, yes. Well, then.
But there is no chance of effecting such an escape
in the short time left to us. And the only one
who knows this location is Samick. He has every
reason to leave us here to die. True, true. He
knows I can expose him to ridicule. And his business
with this madman is too profitable. Even if we
could get out of this room, we wouldn't know
how to escape. His palace is like a labyrinth.
Would you like some fish? What? Since there is
nothing we can do, you might as well eat. Where
did you get that? One of the guards brought it
to me. He will probably bring you one too in
time. But I've had my fill. So eat the rest of
mine if you're hungry. Oh, thanks. That's raw.
It's not even cooked. Oh, forget it. See how
the oil from this fish collects on the plate.
And I think of what that man did to Wynn. And
here we are, helpless. I wonder if I still have...
Yes, good. I did not lose it when we fell. What
are those? Pieces of flint. Give me some of the
flint from your parka. What? Quickly. The guard
will be coming any minute with your food. It
will be our last chance. Okay, okay. Here. What
do you want this for? You listen at the door
for his footsteps while I try to start the fire.
Fire? Hey, you're getting spark. Look. A pile
of bread that's beginning to smolder. Yes. Now
we let it build. Give me some more threads. Here.
Here. What can you do with a little fire like
that? Not enough to melt the walls. Yes, now
we take the oil and spread it very carefully
on the floor by the door. And now transfer the
fire. There. What now? Now we let the fire burn
itself out. What good did that do? Yes, you see.
It melted snow around the door. And so? Which
will now, if the guard does not come right away,
freeze to ice. Here comes the guard now. Stand
away from the door. I have food, but I am armed.
Get back. Here is some food for us. No. I've
got him, Kulabek. Get his gun. Give me the
gun, Killebeck. Here. Is anyone else in the passageway?
No. All right, the next question is how to get
out of this place. Without this man to guide
us, we will have to find our own way. All these
passages look the same. We're just going around
in circles. I thought I was going to come through
and give the alarm. Look, here in the ground.
Fresh snow in the grooves of these boot springs.
Hey, if we follow them, perhaps they will lead
us. To the way out. There. There's a stairway.
We've made it. Crisp. Fresh 40 below zero there.
Never felt so good. Quickly, let us get back
to the radio and contact the base. Call it back.
There's one thing. You know they won't be able
to rescue us. I mean, Raven would fry any plane
till Crisp they try to send in. Oh, Colonel,
can't be able to do it. Order down every missile
we've got and obliterate this entire area. Yes,
I understand. It means we must die. So what are
we waiting for? This man must be stopped. Let's
get to the radio. No. No. No. No. It's so in
front of us. It's hurting. Raven must have discovered
our escape and turned on his machine. He's coming
toward us. Quickly. We've got to change directions.
I cannot turn so fast. I'm too old. Come on.
He's gaining on us. I cannot. There's only one
thing to do. If we can make it to the ground
over the ice palace, we'll be safe. Come on,
Kulabek. We're there. I mean, the melting of
stuff. Raven can't bring the ultraviolet rays
any closer without destroying themselves, too.
Very clever, Captain Gates. My congratulations.
I know you've taken my guard's weapon, so I will
not risk sending anyone up after you. But I don't
think that will be necessary. What do you mean?
Your retreat has been cut off. And now I shall
melt the ice. over all the waters connecting
us to the land south of here. And then, Captain
Gates, I'm going to forget about you and get
a decent night's rest. I have a busy day tomorrow.
I'm losing the feeling in my legs. He says that this is a very
peaceful way to go. The numbness creeps towards
the heart. He must agree. Drift off to sleep.
Please, it is a nice evening to die. You see,
the northern lights have come out to dance for
us. Oh, that's the northern lights, eh? I know.
It's the first time I've ever seen them. You
see, it is really the ghost dance. Of the departed
war leaders. Wait a minute. There can't be the
moment light. Why not? Because we're facing south.
We are? My eyes are not what they used to be.
But then, what is it? It's a flashing light.
Like someone sending a signal. Can you see you?
No. It's too dark and they're too far away. If
only there was some way to get there. There may
be. Can you ride? I think so. But how could we
get there? I find very quickly up here. It is
just possible. It has already begun to reform
over the waters where Raven melted it. We will
have to cross. I don't know if I'm going to make
it. Go back. My hands have gone numb now, too.
We must keep moving. Careful, careful. Careful,
stretch out. It's getting thinner. We're halfway
across the water. Is the light still flashing?
Yes. But last of us, whoever it is, is getting
discouraged. We must try to move faster. Go back.
The ice is broke. Don't move. Stay flat on your
stomach. We can only hope it is thick enough
to stay afloat. We're drifting. But the water
is coming over the top. It's freezing. What was
that? It's a harpoon. Can you reach it? I think
so. Yes. Got it. Hold fast. Whoever was flashing
that light must have seen us. Hey, hey. I can
feel a touch. They're pulling us in. Hold on.
Don't let go. My hands are about to bubble. What
could this person be? Well, it's one of Raven's
men. Hello! Captain! Captain Gates! It is Samick!
As I was sailing back to the village, I began
to think, who am I that steal the food of my
neighbors to sell to a man I have never seen?
You began to ask questions. Yes. And certainly
the money he was paying me did not seem like
so much. You know, I would have to tell the others
that it was you who raided the cache. It was
a temptation to leave you there, Kulebek, and
try to keep the truth hidden. But you are a tough
old crow, and I knew you would manage to return
somehow, so it might as well be in my boat. And
that, too, I will tell the others. Almost, John.
Sam, how close are we to the base? Look! You
can see the light now. Joe, it's good to see
you and Kulabek alive. Oh, these dry clothes
feel great. What's happening? Do you know that
you two are responsible for a military first?
Russia and the United States have joined together
and are sending in missiles from all directions
simultaneously. This Raven fellow will never
be able to fend them all off, even with that
machine of his. Joe, what are you thinking? I'm
thinking of Wynn, Colonel, and the terrible way
in which he died. As I know, he was a good man
and a good officer. Gentlemen, look here, out
of the window. The sunrise. A few hours ago,
we thought we would never live to see it. I think
I speak for all of us when I say that... That
is the most beautiful sunrise I've ever seen.
There's a story about a certain confident candidate
for the presidency. He retired early on election
eve, sure that he'd won. In the morning, a gentleman
called, only to be told by the candidate's equally
arrogant son, I'm sorry, the president can't
see you. He's still asleep. Well, replied the
caller, when he wakes up, you can tell him he
isn't president anymore. Raven, too, made the
mistake of retiring too early. I shall return
shortly. The Queen of Sheba put a riddle to the
wise Solomon. What land has seen the sun but
once since the creation of the world? Solomon
answered. the land beneath the Red Sea, for it
saw the sun only on the day God parted the waters
for the children of Israel. A great deal of land
almost saw the sun for the last time in our story
today. Our cast included Tony Roberts, Earl Hammond,
Arnold Moss, and Ian Martin. The entire production
was under the direction of Hyman Brown. This
is E .G. Marshall inviting you to return to our
mystery theater for another adventure in the
macabre. Until next time, pleasant dreams.