A museum should be a lonely place at night; scary and lonely if one has an active imagination, and finds himself locked inside at night. But what if the things in the museum began to move, and you are trapped inside? This short story of horror, ghostwritten for Hazel Heald by H. P. Lovecraft and narrated by Mike Vendetti, should not be listened to alone and in the dark.
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It was 1863 in a town called Cactus Jack and Dr. Henry Corbin who was the town's doctor had grown tired of practicing medicine and was really interested in opening his own wax museum. When Henry brought mannequins to his wax museum and had his grand opening it turned out to be a disaster and Henry was out for revenge. That's when the horror begun for the townspeople.