![]() ![]() Links, transcripts, and more are available at parkdalehaunt. In the stygian darkness, who will stand beside you? Who will walk with you into hell? Who will walk out?ĬONTENT WARNINGS: Ghosts/the occult, physical violence, fire, death Trust is the warmth of intertwined fingers. Trust is the knowledge that you will always find shelter from the worst of the world. Don’t hurt me.” Trust is the ability to lie in bed beside someone and, even in the most anxious of sleepless nights, know that you are safe. Simple in theory - do you have faith in someone, someone you love, someone you know, someone you care about? It can be difficult in practice, and there comes that moment where you ask yourself _how do you find faith in the darkness_? Who do you place your confidence in? Who can you rely on? To the people we love, we say: “Take this, please. What do you need? Who does this make you? _How thick is the blood that pumps through your veins, Claire? _ĬONTENT WARNINGS: Physical violence, the occult, fire, death Family can be born and family can be broken, and family can leave you with more questions than answers. You can weave threads between yourself and others to create a web that holds you all within its strands. You can be born into it or you can build it. Starting anything with, "Webster's Dictionary defines." is always a bad move, so I'll just say this: Family is whatever you need it to be. Links, transcripts, and more are available at Shes sleepwalking, saying weird things, and becoming irritable and secretive. It isn’t just that the house is full of cryptic notebooks, ominous scribblings on the wall, and a creepy basement. You can find us on Twitter and Instagram us on Patreon at /parkdalehaunt Ever since Claire inherited a house from a biological family she never knew, things have begun to change. The nights just keep getting longer and, sometimes, it feels like they're only getting darker.Īnd Taylor Davis as Archibald "Archie" BirdĬONTENT WARNINGS: Blood, alcohol (mentioned), physical violence, fire, deathĬreated and written by Alex Nursall and Emily KelloggĮngineering and sound design by Ian Boddyĭistributed by the Rogers Frequency Podcast Network ![]() Everything changed the night she walked into my office, and there's no going back now. Toronto can be cold in the winter, but sometimes you come across a case that makes your blood turn to ice. It's the holiday season, and the light of the street lamps are dim in the thick snow that blankets the city. ![]()
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