Radio Mystery Theater presents... Come in. Welcome.
I'm E .G. Marshall. Welcome to the terrifying
world of your imagination. Vampire. Perhaps in
the safety of your home. The word means little
to you. Oh, you've heard of vampires, of course.
But you believe that they exist. Not you. Well,
all I can say is, Minna Harker didn't believe
either. Nor did Dr. John Seward. Not till that
night in the graveyard. when they gazed horror
-stricken into that coffin and heard Professor
Van Helsing say, No, Miss Harker. John, don't
turn away. Look. See for yourselves the truth.
Horrible. It's horrible. What? Van Helsing, what
can be done? The stake must be driven into the
body, straight through the heart, and then the
head cut off. Can you bring yourself to do that,
Van Helsing? That is not the question, John.
The question is, can you? Our mystery drama,
Dracula, was specially adapted from the story
by Bram Stoker for the Mystery Theater by George
Lother and stars Mercedes McCambridge. I'll be
back shortly with Act One. Horror, in its purest
form, lies ahead for us. I would be remiss if
I didn't warn you that if your nerves are not
strong, it might be better for you not to listen.
No, really now. Be warned. Because as Menaharca
tells us in the diary she kept, There awaits
you an experience so lonesome so horrifying that
I can hardly bring myself to write of it If I'd
known what lay ahead for me when I went to visit
my dearest and closest friend Lucy Westenra at
Hillingham I could not have brought myself to
go much as I loved her Looking back now. I realize
I had plenty of warning, but I paid no attention
for example As I drove to the West Indra estate
through that lonely, isolated country and heard
the wolves howling in the distance, it occurred
to me that it was strange to hear wolves in this
part of the country. As strange as the huge bats
that flew alongside my car. I mentioned this
to John, Dr. John Seward, Lucy's fiance, as we
sat having a drink in the living room. It's strange,
Minna. I've seen that bat myself. The thing must
have a wing spread of at least four feet. I haven't
the faintest idea where it came from or the wolves
either. Even Lucy's letters seemed kind of strange
to me, John. What is the matter with her? Oh,
I don't know. I'm completely baffled. I've had
two other doctors look at her colleagues of mine
and they can't figure it out. I'm desperate,
Mina. I'm so desperate I've called in my old
friend and teacher, Professor Van Helsing. Van
Helsing? He's one of the finest diagnosticians
in the world, John. Yes, he'll be here from Amsterdam
in a day or two. Amsterdam, Holland? Yeah. All
the way from Amst... Oh, John, you must be desperate.
Lucy is dying, Minna. I'll do anything I can
to save her. We must find a way to stop her from
losing blood. Losing blood? It's this constant
loss of blood that's killing her. Transfusions
help for a time, but only a short time, and each
transfusion is less effective. John, when can
I see her? She's sleeping now. Our mother's with
her, watching her. We take turns. As soon as
Mrs. Westenra lets us know she's awake... Listen,
those wolves, they're at it again. John, hasn't
anyone looked into this wolf thing, how they
suddenly come to be in this part of the country?
According to the paper, the town police have
looked into it. Well, that's peculiar, too. What?
Well, they haven't been able to spot one single
wolf. Oh, excuse me. We have a visitor. Oh, come
in, Count. Come in. Thank you, Doctor. I'm on
my way to town. I have a dinner engagement, and
I thought I would stop to ask after Miss Westenra.
She's no better, I'm afraid. I'm sorry to hear
that. Can you stay for a drink? Well, I'd like
you to meet a friend of Lucy's who'll be staying
with us for a while. Oh in that case, of course
I'm in a this is count Dracula our new neighbor
count miss Mina Harker How do you do? How do
you do count? Dracula. Yes, but do not hold it
against me miss Harker. I Cannot help being of
the blood royal. Why don't you two get acquainted
while I go up and see if Lucy's awake yet? I
shall do my best to entertain this charming young
lady. I won't be a minute. You are a long way
from home, Count. A very long way, Miss Harker.
May I ask what brought you here? Business. Business?
Good heavens, what kind of business could you
have in this part of the country? I mean, it's
so isolated. True, it does present difficulties,
but I like living in a country. Well, you must.
Oh, forgive me, I'm forgetting my manners. Would
you like a drink? Thank you Scott sure person
is there perhaps some wine red wine Let me see.
I'm not very familiar with the supply here Ah,
here we are. There's a bottle of burgundy. Ah
that glass of that will be Saka what's wrong?
I what is it? It's the bottle I'm afraid it slipped
it slipped. That's all I'm afraid I cut my hand.
No, no, don't, can't, don't be upset. It's only
a slight... No, see? No. Look, she's awake and
we can... Cal, what's wrong? Minna, overhand.
I must leave at once, Doctor. Sorry, I cannot
stay. Something I just remembered. No, no, no,
it's all right. I will see myself off. What in
the world? But, Cal... Minna, what happened?
Minna? I dropped a bottle of wine. and cut my
hand. Yes, I see you did, but... I dropped the
bottle because... because I couldn't see him
in the mirror. Couldn't see who? What mirror?
This mirror over the table. It reflects the whole
room. Well, of course it does, but... John, John,
I picked up the bottle to pour Contracula a drink
and I looked into the mirror and he was standing
where you are now and I couldn't see him in the
mirror. He was there where you're standing. But
he wasn't reflected in the glass. Linda, you're
not making sense. And you're trembling. John,
I'm scared. Of what? How can you ask? I look
in a mirror and didn't see someone who should
have been reflected in it. Is something going
on with my eyes? My brain? John, what? Easy,
easy. I don't want another patient on my hand.
But John... An optical illusion, something like
that. Our eyes play tricks on us sometimes. Now,
come on. Let's get a bandage for that cut and
then we'll go up and see Lucy. I believe John.
It must have been. It had to be a trick my eyes
had played. What else? Well, we got a bandage
for the cut on my hand and then John took me
to Lucy's room. I can't find words to describe
the shock I felt when I saw her. She was white
as new fallen snow. And so thin she almost seemed
transparent She's dying. That was my first thought
she's dying and nothing can save her And I know
she read the thoughts in my face. I could see
the sudden fear in her eyes. I am dying Oh, you
mustn't even think that Lucy you do I It was
in your face when you looked at me. I read your
thoughts. She's dying you thought and nothing
can save her I am. And nothing can save me. Oh,
John can save you. And he will. He hasn't so
far. You mustn't despair, Lucy. Despair? I don't
have the strength to despair. We'd better go
now, Mina. Go? Lucy, dear, I haven't seen you
in nearly a year. We haven't even started to
tell each other everything that's happened. Later.
Not... not... No, I'm tired. I want to sleep.
Oh, well, in that case, I'll come back later.
No, not till tomorrow. All right, whatever you
say. But I'll just look in on you later. No,
I... Lucy. You mustn't. You mustn't. All right,
all right. Then let's stop upsetting ourselves.
Go, go, quickly. Oh, good Lord. At the window!
It's nothing! Go! It's nothing! Nothing? It's
that bat! That huge bat that followed my car!
Oh, I beg of you! Lucy, the thing is trying to
get in! Look, it's clawing at the window! Is
that locked? Is that window locked? Yes, yes,
it's locked! But locks are useless against Count
Dracula. Oh, good Lord! Mirrors do not reflect
my image, Miss Harker. Nor do locks keep me out.
You! You! You were that bat! As the wolves you
hear are not wolves, but like myself, vampires.
Vampires? The dead who live by night. The dead
undead. No, this can't be happening. It's a dream.
It's a nightmare. That's what it will seem like
when you wake up. Yes, you're going to sleep
now. And yet not sleep. You will remember all
you've seen here, but when you wake him, it will
seem like a dream. A dream you'll tell no one,
not even Professor Van Helsing, because you will
not want to look foolish. You'll be ashamed to
tell it, for fear he will think you're a silly
young woman. Enough. Sleep. Did I sleep? Did
I dream? No. My sleep was a hypnotic trance into
which he had placed me. And what I dreamed was
reality. There in the moonlight that streamed
through the window, I saw Dracula raise his arms
and call. Lucy. Lucy, my dearest love, come to
me. Come, my darling. I love her. I'm too weak.
Then I should come to you. Embrace you. Kiss
you. And now the strangest thing of all happened
to me. As I watched what then took place. My
love for my friend Lucy, my fears for her. made
me feel as she must have felt so poignantly,
so deeply that, yes, I became Lucy. I watched
Dracula as he approached my bed. There was a
deliberate voluptuousness in him which I found
both thrilling and repulsive. Lower and lower
went his head as the lips... went below the range
of my mouth and chin and seemed about to fasten
on my throat. I could feel the hot breath on
my neck. Then the skin of my throat began to
tingle. I could feel the soft shivering touch
of his lips and the super sensitive skin of my
throat and then two hard dents. of two sharp
teeth just touching and pausing there. I closed
my eyes in a languorous ecstasy and I waited.
I waited with a beating heart and then horror
overcame me and I sank into unconsciousness.
I promised you horror. Have I kept my promise?
Here then, another promise. Another warning.
I promise that the horror you have just experienced
is nothing compared to what is to come. Think
twice before you return with me shortly with
Act Two. Visiting her friend, Lucy Westenra,
at the Westenra's lonely estate far out in the
country, Mina Harker comes face to face with
horror in the form of a vampire, Count Dracula.
She has witnessed the frightful scene of Dracula
entering her friend's bedroom, biting her throat,
sucking her blood. So gruesome was it all, or
perhaps because of hypnotic suggestion. as Minna
writes in her diary. I thought it must have been
a dream, a nightmare, for nothing so vile and
revolting could be real. But though I tried during
the next day or two to persuade myself it was
only a dream, there were signs, warnings all
about me that told me I was lying to myself.
It was the nightly howling of the wolves, the
screeching of that huge bat around the house.
And yes, this scarf that Lucy kept wrapped around
her throat. It's such a hot afternoon. How can
you bear to wear that scarf around your throat?
Hot? I feel cold. But Lucy, you're perspiring.
You're far at a stand. All I want to do is sleep.
I'm so tired. I'm so... I'm deathly tired. I'll
leave you for a while then. I'll look in on you
later to make sure you're all right. Sleep well.
Mina? Yes, dear? If I'm asleep when you come
back, promise me you won't remove this scar from
around my throat. Very well. You won't even touch
it. Promise? I promise. Later that afternoon,
toward evening, Professor Van Helsing arrived
from Holland. When John introduced me to him,
he stared at me suddenly and hard, his eyes boring
into me from behind his thick lensed glasses.
And you are frightened, Miss Hawker? Why? Frightened?
Maybe she hasn't recovered from that optical
illusion the other night. Optical illusion? Yes,
you see that mirror over the table there? Yes.
We had a visitor, Count Dracula, a new neighbor,
Carfax, a few miles from here. And Minna had
the illusion that she couldn't see his reflection
in the mirror. My eyes must have played a trick
on me, Professor. Yes. This Count Dracula, John,
he's new here, you say? Yes, he arrived from
Hungary about six weeks ago. I see. Take me to
see your fiancée, John. Oh, she's sleeping, Louis,
sleeping. We'd better wake her up. What is it?
You seem suddenly concerned. I am. Take me to
Lucy at once. Wake her, John. All right. Gently.
Very gently. Lucy. Lucy, dear. Come on, wake
up. Here, here, here. Let me. Pulse weak. Very
weak. Eyes. Oh, she's not asleep. She's in a
coma. What is her blood type? Oh, so is mine.
Prepare for a transfusion, John. I will be the
donor. And hurry, man, hurry. Yes, of course.
Meanwhile, I shall have a look under this scarf.
No, no, she didn't want the scarf removed. I'm
sure she didn't, Miss Harker, but we're going
to remove it. Uh -huh. As I thought. What? What
is it? Yes, Professor, what? Look. Look. There
are two... Two little holes. Wounds. As if she'd
been bitten by a large snake. No, not a snake.
What then? What? We must be quick with the transfusion,
very quick. And pray, God, pray, God, both of
you, that I have not arrived too late. But he
was too late. The transfusion revived Lucy a
little. We made her as comfortable as we could.
The three of us, Professor Van Helsing, John
and I, went back down to the living room. And
it was here that Professor Van Helsing told us
the truth. The truth that made John Seward cry
out. Vampire? You say we are dealing with a vampire
professor? Have you gone out of your mind? My
dear John, I don't blame you. Blame me? Should
hope not you asked me to believe me a doctor
a man of medical science science There's more
to this world than science, but professor of
vampire. I can't believe that there's a fan I
tell you that witches exist that warlocks exist
That vampires exist We are dealing with one here
if what you say is true. It is it is Ask her
ask this hawker Me? You had an experience in
this house that you are concealing. You choose
to think it was a dream. But when did it happen,
child? Last night? No. The night before. Where?
In Lucy's bedroom. Minna, what happened? I...
I dreamed... No, it was no dream. All right,
then. I saw... Oh, heaven, protect me! I saw!
You needn't tell me. No need to put you through
that. I would if I didn't know who our vampire
is. But I do know. Who? The man whose reflection
she could not see in that mirror. You're a new
neighbor, Count Dracula. I don't believe you.
I cannot believe you. If you can't believe me,
at least trust me. Oh, I'll answer that. Wait!
Yes, Professor. If that should be Count Dracula,
you did say that he calls about this time each
evening, John? Yes. Say nothing, do nothing,
to give away the fact that we are unto him. This
is nonsense, she'd rather not tell you. You may
answer the door now, Miss Harker. Yes. Good evening,
Miss Harker. Count Dracula? Come in. And... How
is Miss Westenra today? Not too well. I'm afraid
she had to have another transfusion. Oh, I'm
sorry to hear that. I'm very sorry to hear that.
Thank you, Count. I do not believe I have met
this gentleman. Oh, I'm sorry. No, you haven't.
Let me present my old friend and teacher, Professor
Abraham Van Helsing. Professor, this is Count
Dracula. How do you do, Professor? How do you
do, Count? Right. Wished only to inquire about
your fiance John. I'm sorry indeed to hear. She
has no better. If there is anything I can do.
Thank you Meeting you professor has been Pleasure.
Good night. Oh Count Mrs. West Ender keeps asking
me to do this and I keep forgetting There is
a custom in the West Ender family to ask visitors
to sign the visitors book Charming old world
custom. It's right here. If you just wait a second,
I'll get it and then you can sign it It's something
well, it's a Bible well, oh yes Why do you back
away from me? Well, are you backing away from
the book the holy book? I must go. Oh, no, you'll
stay and face this book. You know, you know John
you fool You shouldn't have done this. I had
to. I had to have proof. I will make you pay
for this. You shall pay. Oh, no. Not now. Now
that I have found out what you are. Oh, John.
John. You think because you discovered my secret
you can stop me? Fool. You've only delivered
yourself into my hands. I meant to make Lucy
one of mine, and that was all. But now you shall
become mine and you. Not I. Yes, and you. No,
I beg you. I shall have you all, but first, Lucy,
I shall take her. Take her. Now, she's mine.
She's no longer this world, but of mine. I leave
you. Look, he turned into a bat. The bat. And
he flew right through the wall. John, why did
you do this? I have to warn you. I have to know
one way or the other. I have to know. There's
only one way to finish a vampire. Well, the first
thing you must do is find out where he sleeps
during the day. Lucy! Professor, quickly. Professor!
There is no hurry now. And he said he meant to
make her his own. He had already done so. It
was true. Lucy was dead. We went to her bedroom
and found her dead. I Felt as if I'd been stabbed
to the heart We buried her my dearest friend
In the West End Revolta, Hillingham Cemetery
not far from town Lucy is gone Dead no no not
dead not dead professor. She has become the undead
She has become a vampire. What are you saying?
John, listen to me. Believe in me. You didn't
believe before. Believe now. Yes, yes, yes. I
believe you. Go on. John, you feel you've been
through hell. I must tell you that you have been
through only the anteroom to hell. What do you
mean? Now listen to me. Listen carefully. There
is only one way in which a vampire can find peace.
can be changed from the undead to the dead. What
you must do, terrible as it will be, will release
her soul from the horrifying bondage in which
it finds itself. Her soul and Dracula's. Dracula's?
Do you think a vampire wants to be a vampire?
I don't know, no. A vampire's soul is chained,
pinioned. held mercilessly to this earth by Satan
himself. And we, we who believe in God, are the
only ones who can free them. It is our duty to
destroy them. Well, then let's destroy them.
We shall, if you have the nerve to do what must
be done. I have the nerve. Professor, you frighten
me. I mean to, in order to prepare you. But no
matter how well I prepare you, when it comes
to doing what must be done, your sanity could
snap like that. So first I will ask you both
to take as much time as you need to think. To
ask yourselves, how much did you, do you really
love Lucy Westenra? And be sure, be positive
beyond all doubt. That you will love for her
is greater than the hell that lies ahead lies
ahead for you and you This very night One section
of Minna Harker's diary ends at this point I've
read the next and final section and I can tell
you this Van Helsing said that John and Minna
had only experienced the anti -room to hell.
He was right. Fearfully right. I'll be back shortly
with Act 3. We come now to that final section
of Mina Harker's diary. You've been warned about
what lies ahead, so I'll not warn you again.
But, quite honestly, I wish someone had warned
me before I read it, this final section. Why?
Because I've never quite gotten over it. That's
why. I thought I knew what horror was until I
read it. I changed my mind. You will, too. I'm
ready, Professor. I knew you would be, Joan.
We'll wait now for Miss Harker. No, no, there's
no need to wait. I love Lucy enough. More than
enough. She was my dearest friend. Is your dearest
friend. For she is not yet dead. She is as yet
the dead undead. It's nearly sundown. Let us
go to the cemetery at once. The cemetery? We'll
be dark by the time we get there. She will have
left her coffin. Left it? Well, I count Dracula.
She cannot go on living or, let me say, being
the undead without drinking human blood. To find
it, she must, of course, leave her coffin. The
instant the sun goes down tonight, she will be
on the prowl for little children. Children? Yes,
children are innocent, gullible, naive, make
easier victims. And the inexperienced vampire
must, uh... practice yes she she will be seeking
children it's revolting revolting well that is
only a word to you at the moment in a short time
it will be reality do you really think you can
dare what what is to come I can I must good I
have preparations to make so do you the two of
you dress warmly warmly but it's hot Child, there
is no chill like a graveyard chill. We drove
to Hillingham Cemetery in John's car. I'd never
been in a cemetery at night. How many people
have? I found it a very unsettling experience
to say the least. It was a moonlit night, the
moonlight spilling like milk over the gravestones,
which in turn threw... long black shadows, an
owl hooted, and dogs barked, or I couldn't help
thinking, were they wolves? And then we reached
the Westenra vault, the vault where we'd put
Lucy's coffin that afternoon. Now what are you,
Professor? We go into the vault. Why? And how?
I have the key to the vault. How did you get
it? I asked the undertaker for it, or rather
told him to give it to me. He assumed I was a
member of the family. Well, you need not come
with me. Not now. But why shouldn't we come?
I wish to save you as much shock as I can. She
will not be there in the coffin. It will be a
shock for you to find it empty. On the other
hand, it will be less a shock than what is to
follow. Yes, it will prepare you. Come, then.
I shall open the coffin now. If she... if she
isn't in it, how could she have got out? I could
tell you, but it is better that you see for yourself
later. Now, this won't take long. I need only
unscrew the top part. There. Now to lift off
the top of the lid. Yes. Empty. She's gone. Where?
Gone where? In God's name, where? In search of
the life -giving blood, John. In search of the
small child. Oh, it's horrible. It's horrible.
John? Yes? Come. We go outside the vault. Now
to lock the door. That's most important. And
now, what I must do is take a little time. Yes,
make yourselves as comfortable as you can. Make
ourselves comfortable? Professor, what must you
do? Well, I have here a paste made of garlic,
flour, and water. I must seal off every crevice
with it. Seal all around the door so Lucy cannot
get back into the vault. Into her coffin she
could through the crevices. Yes. How do you think
she got out of the coffin? I can't believe yes.
Yes. Yes. It is unbelievable, but it is so Now
forgive me. I must get to work I Can't express
in words how fresh and clean the night air seemed
when we came out of the tomb How sweet to breathe
the fresh air that held no taint of death or
decay. John was silent, and so was I. As for
Professor Van Helsing, he was very busy sealing
the door. Ten o 'clock. I hope both of you took
my advice, dressed warmly. Have a long wait ahead
of us. How much longer, Professor? I'm killed
to the bone. Everything depends on how long it
takes her to find a small child. It's nearly
two o 'clock. It's been gone several hours. Soon,
now, I think... What? She comes. See there? Amidst
the headstones? Yes, a woman dressed in white.
See, she is carrying something in her arms. A
child. I feel sick. Control yourself. Ah, there.
Yes, you're at the vault. See, she draws back.
The mixture I used repels her. Why are we doing
this? Why are you keeping her out of the vault,
her coffin? Because I hope... Ah, yes. Yes, she
is leaving, hurrying away from along the headstones.
Come with we must follow follow follow here to
Dracula. I hope I'm mistaken. She's going to
him for help Hurry, hurry. I must keep her in
sight No, wait, what is it? She is heading for
that tomb Dracula must be there Good what? the
ground Where is she she's vanished He simply
slipped into the tomb through the crevice around
the door. Wait here. Yes. What's he doing? Child,
I think. Yes. He's coming back now. Here, Miss
Harker. You take the child. Keep it warm. Oh,
this poor thing. Poor little thing. Look, it
doesn't move. It doesn't make a sound. It's lifeless.
No. No, only in a trance. It will recover. But
remember, when I ask you to remember that we
have saved not only this child, but God knows
how. I'll remember. Good. And now we will return
to her tomb and wait till dawn. Till dawn. She
will return to the tomb then. She has no choice.
Dracula cannot help her. She must sleep in her
own coffin before daybreak. I'm all right. Thank
you. I'm okay. It's almost dawn. Why doesn't
she come? Soon, soon now. How's the child? Still
asleep, if it is only sleep. It is, it is. It
will not come to its senses until daybreak. Now
prepare yourselves for, in a very short time,
now Lucy should... There, there. Yes, she's coming.
This time, she'll be able to enter the tomb.
Could you remove the garlic mixture? This time,
I want her to enter the tomb and her coffin.
It will be there that you will do what must be
done. Oh, there she is. Oh, heaven help me. She
is as beautiful as she always was. Hold on to
yourself. She isn't dead. She can't be dead.
Lucy! Lucy, my darling! John! No, come back!
Lucy! My dearest, come to me, John! Come to me!
I have never seen anything so horrible, and God
saved me from ever seeing it again. Lucy's eyes
shone with an unholy light, and her face became
wreathed with a voluptuous smile as she advanced
toward John. with outstretched arms. Come to
me, dearest. My arms are hungry for you. And
we can rest together in the tomb. Come, my lover.
Come. And John suddenly opened wide his arms
and started running to her and she to him when
Van Helsing rushed forward between them. and
he raised something he held in his hand up against
her face. It was a crucifix, with a cry of rage
and agony. Lucy flung herself away from John
and toward the tomb, and she was gone. John?
John, are you all right? The Lord help me. The
Lord help me. And he fell. Come. Into the tomb.
It's time. Oh, first let me put the bag I brought
over here. And now I will remove the coffin lid
again. Professor, is this really Lucy's body
or some kind of demon in her shape? Oh, she's
hideous. Yes. Yes, your friend who was so sweet
and pure is now. a foul thing but if you can
do what you must do you will see her once again
as she was whatever it is we'll do it this wooden
stake i have bought yes this pointed stake you
must drive it through lucy's heart with this
hammer oh no when that is done cut off her head
with this surgical knife I... I don't... I don't...
You must do it. For her sake, John. For the sake
of the woman you loved. All right. Give me the
stake. And the hammer. John took the stake in
his left hand. The hammer in his right. I saw
him tremble as he placed the point of the stake
over Lucy's heart. Saw the point dig into her
white flesh. And then I could see him gather
all his strength, all his self -control. He raised
the hammer high above his head and looked at
Van Helsing. Yes! No! John struck with all his
might. The thing in the coffin writhed. and a
hideous blood -curdling screech came from the
open lips. The body shook and twisted in wild
contortions. John never faltered. He struck,
and he struck again, driving the stake deeper,
deeper, as blood from the pierced heart welled
and spurted up around it. And then the writhing
and quivering of the body became less. The teeth
stopped jumping, and the thing lay still. It
was over. That's not enough, Professor. Enough.
I... I think I'm... I think I'm going to... I've
got you. There. Now go outside, get some air.
No. Both of you go. You look faint too, Miss
Harper. I must do her head. No, no. You have
done all that can be asked of you. No more. I
will sever the head. Now go now, but before you
do, look at your beloved Lucy for the last time.
no longer the foul thing we dreaded. But Lucy,
as we had seen her in life, her face as beautiful
and pure as it had been then. You will want to
know that later on, Professor Van Helsing freed
Count Dracula from his earthly bondage. and in
so doing, brought his bloody career to an end.
Unhappily, I must add that Count Dracula was
only one vampire among... how many? I don't know.
Hope I never find out. Hope you don't either.
I've been asked, do vampires really exist? No
one will deny that strange, bizarre, and, yes,
gruesome things happen in this world which no
one can explain. As Professor Van Helsing himself
said, what science cannot prove, science claims
does not exist. Well, anyhow, I play it safe.
Use plenty of garlic. I'm afraid it keeps my
friends at a distance as well as vampires. But
then, you can't have everything. Our cast included
Mercedes McCambridge, Paul Hecht, Stefan Schnabel,
Michael Wager, and Marion Seldes. The entire
production was under the direction of Hyman Brown.
Radio Mystery Theatre was sponsored in part by
Anheuser -Busch, Inc., Brewers of Budweiser.
This is E .G. Marshall inviting you to return
to our Mystery Theatre. for another adventure
in the macabre. Until next time, pleasant dreams.