Cast of Characters
Narrator: Cyrus Saint Leviticus
Dr. Williamson: Cyrus Saint Leviticus
Dr. Shelley: Donovan Seamus Nolan
Dr. Tate: Cyrus Saint Leviticus
Mr. Lawrence (Innkeeper): Donovan Seamus Nolan
Henry Potts (Coach Driver): Donovan Seamus Nolan
Ghost: Cyrus Saint Leviticus
Overture:
Intro Fills:
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Fill:
Nik Sharshak (guitar 2:25)
Solos:
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
The Phantom (keyboard)
Narrator: (Overture 5:37)
There was a legend that spoke of a tormented spirit who roamed an old manor within the moors. He could be seen by the light of the moon, wandering alone like a solitary candle, burning in the night. It was said that he bore the weight of a past transgression, a misdeed that was born out of fury and passion. No one knew exactly what his sin was, but it must have been an act of unspeakable evil. For many years he had been heard moaning softly from a window or wailing wickedly into the winds. The few that had witnessed the ghastly apparition said he wore the suit, cloak and tophat of a gentleman. And although the clothes were that of a nobleman they had long since deteriorated into a tattered and torn mess. His face, by their claims, was ashen with the skin thin and taut about his skull, giving him the appearance of the undead. Finally, he was said to have an eerie gray aura about his body that looked like fog glowing in the moonlight. All the people from the surrounding villages were terrified of him, so terrified that they never went into the moors.
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
(Overture 8:00)
Narrator:
The grandfather clock in the corner chimed its twelve o’clock warning and the awakening began as it had for decades. A slight breeze was the only sound to be heard. Each and every candle throughout the manor lit in unison, casting orange and yellow shadows upon the wooden walls. Then the hounds undertook their song, calling deep into the night. At the top of the highest tower a dull haze came into view. Slowly it twisted and turned, churning into a wispy form. Again the ghost made his rounds across the moors.
Ghastly Music - instrumental
Introducing the Doctors (segue)
Narrator:
Riding in a coach toward a homely inn were three men, doctors to be exact. One was a doctor of medicine, one a doctor of psychology, the last a doctor of chemistry. They were coming to the moors to investigate the local superstition of the haunted manor and its lost soul inhabitant. Of the three none would admit any fear of the dead or of spirits. That was all nonsense to them. However, their feelings would soon be put to the test and challenged beyond anything they could possibly imagine.
(Introducing the Doctors :58)
Narrator:
It started to rain quite heavily on the road on which they traveled and before long became impossible to pass. The ground turned into a thick and soupy mess of mud. There was the sound of splintering wood. A wheel snapped off its hub and the coach sank deeply in the ever-thickening goo.
Dr. Williamson:
“I say, what the devil goes on out there driver?”
Driver:
“We’ve lost a wheel, Govner.”
Dr. Williamson:
“Can you fix the blasted thing?”
Driver:
“Course I can fix it. It’ll take a bit o’ time though.”
Dr. Shelley:
“This is all we need, another confounded delay. I must say that this is getting to be too much of an ordeal.”
Dr. Tate:
“Well, what did you expect to befall us? We’re chasing ghosts for goodness sake.”
Dr. Williamson:
“The two of you can be quite intolerable. Have you absolutely no presence of mind? Before you know it the driver will have us repaired and back on our way. You must really learn to relax.”
Narrator:
Roughly an hour had passed and they were once again headed for the village closest the moors.
Coach Ride
Dr. Williamson and Dr.Tate:
The rain is coming down
And the lightning fills the air
Horses are racing,
The chill of the night air,
Driving them on
We don’t want to be caught
Out in the night
Dr. Williamson:
Winds are howling
Their unholy cry,
Warning us to turn away
Thunder cracks the stormy skies
In angry protest
I see the inn appear before us
I see the light of a fire within
Morning Tea segue (segue)
Narrator:
The smell of freshly baked bread and chamomile tea brought the doctors out of their slumbers. They hastily dressed and rushed down to the dining area for breakfast. Mr. Lawrence, the innkeeper broke the silence as they sat down for their morning meal.
Mr. Lawrence:
“Did you gentlemen sleep well? I do hope you enjoyed your first night here.”
The Night Before (5:05)
Dr. Tate:
“I couldn’t sleep at all what with the wind and rain. I thrashed about all night.”
Dr. Shelley:
“You’re quite right. Yes, I would think that one should have the decency to keep the vile sounds of the night outside of the inn.”
Dr. Williamson:
“Really, really, please gentlemen you sound like children.”
Dr. Tate:
“Do we, then how was your night then?”
The Phantom (keyboard)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Inn Keeper:
“My good men, there is no need to be upset with one another. I will arrange to have Dr. Shelley and Dr. Tate moved to a more quiet location in the inn.”
Dr. Shelley:
“Ah! You’ll do no such thing. We are perfectly placed right where we are presently. Forgive us please. The three of us have a nasty little habit of quibbling with each other. I assure that we will endeavor to keep it amongst ourselves from now on.
Inn Keeper:
“Very well then.”
Narrator:
With breakfast finished they then returned to their rooms and prepared for the journey to the manor later that evening.
The Haunted Manor
Narrator:
There they stood, alone, out in the darkness of the night. The villagers were already hidden away in their homes, cowering like sheep in a field of wolves. Light from the doctor’s torches burned brightly, giving them sufficient glow with which to see. Without a word they began their trek into the moors and to the haunted manor. The hour was half past eleven. Soon they would be at the gates of that cursed house.
A strong breeze came out of the east, whipping about their cloaks, forcing them to hold onto their hats. Only the sound of tree branches and blowing leaves could be heard. As they entered the moors darkness enclosed around them, seeming to swallow the men whole. The footing was treacherous due to the soggy ground upon which they walked.
Then it was there, looming ominously in front of the three doctors. It was more horrifying than any of the three thought it would be. Ivy vines and other curious forms of vegetation hung about its entire frame, enshrouding it in a thick layer of dark green that had the appearance of a living monster. The very walls seemed to writhe with every current of wind. It looked deserted, like an empty shell. There was life on the outside, as minute as it was but no life within. It was soulless.
Possession
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Fleeing in Terror
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Ghost:
(Growl)
Out of the darkest nightmares I come
To haunt you and take your soul away
There’s no going back,
Back to where you once were
Safe within your mind
That place is no longer there
In your hearts eye there will be
Forever twisted memories
Forever living out my evil dream
Run, run, run, run!
Run from me
(Sinister laughter)
“You can’t escape from me…I’ll always
Be there in your mind, twisting and turning,
Destroying your sanity. There’s no escape
From me. I told you before. Your soul is mine.
You can’t run forever. Your soul is mine for all eternity
and beyond... You belong to me.”
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
The Phantom (keyboard)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
The Phantom (keyboard)
(Laughter)
Back at the Inn
Three Doctors:
If it were not for my own eyes
I wouldn’t believe it
Dr. Williamson:
I cannot disguise those visions now
Haunting me
Dr. Tate:
Haunting me
Dr. Williamson:
This terror takes its toll on my troubled mind
Dr. Shelley:
Troubled mind
What in gods name were you doing? Well answer me
Dr. Williamson:
I don’t know, I don’t know
One minute and then the next my soul is burning
I don’t know, I don’t know
One minute…we and then the next we…I
Dr. Tate:
We must remain calm or we lose it all
Ghost:
Ah-ha-ha…. (Evil laughter)
Your souls are mine
Your souls are mine
You’re my prisoners now, now
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Dr. Tate:
Let us in, let us in
It was dreadful, simply dreadful
I’ve never seen anything like that before in my life
He just sat there and played, and played, and played
But Dr. Williamson doesn’t even know how to play the piano
It was most frightening
Dr. Williamson:
For Gods sake open the door man
Hurry up
Dr. Shelley:
Come on now, let us in
Nor have I
It’s madness
It’s…its crazy
Too right
I concur
Innkeeper:
Just a moment, just a moment
I take it you gentlemen found what you were looking for then
Dr. Williamson:
Never before in my life have I been through something like that
No control
Determination (segue :13)
Narrator:
Over a freshly brewed pot of tea and several snifters of Brandy the three doctors decided to return to the manor and confront the evil spirit. Staring deeply into the fire that blazed in the hearth, Dr. Williamson proclaimed,
Dr. Williamson:
“I will not rest until we see that monster destroyed. “
Return to the Manor
Narrator:
The next day was spent in preparations for their return trip to the haunted manor. Torches that had been blessed by the local vicar were purchased. Dr. Williamson obtained an object in secret that he didn’t tell the others of. It was a small pistol that he hid inside his vest pocket. It made him feel a little bit more secure, although he had little doubt as to the affect it might have upon a ghost.
Ghost:
Once again they enter my sacred place
To confront their darkest fears and
Hunt me down
Dr. Williamson:
Our courage holds strong
Our resolve won’t be swayed
Ghost:
Before this night is through
It will be your end
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Dr. Williamson & Dr. Tate:
We walk down these blackened halls
Torches in hand, hearts afire
Into the unknown
Ghost:
Beware mortal fools, my wrath
I will bring you down with me
To my fiery hell
Apparition ( :49)
Narrator:
As the doctors walked down the dimly lit halls of the manor an eerie feeling came over them. They stopped just short of an enormous fireplace. They looked at one another eager to put an end to the terrifying evening. Watching and waiting with intense agitation they scanned the room for the ghost. Before their eyes a swirling gray mist emerged out of thin air, twisting and weaving in wispy shapes, slowly forming into the figure of a man. Wicked expressions of tormented glee crossed the face of the vile specter. Clearly he was prepared to meet them head on and with delight. The three doctors steeled their courage and advanced toward the ghost torches raised in their shaking hands. They too were ready for the challenge.
Bullets and Fire
Dr. Shelley:
Evil Specter,
We summon you to meet your end
Your reign of terror is over
Ghost:
Fools, mortal fools
Your weapons cannot harm me
I am beyond their reach
On another plane I reside
It is you who will fail
It is you in the end who will
Beg for mercy from me, from me
The Three Doctors:
Feel our fire it has no mercy for the wicked
Dr. Williamson:
It will bring you down and send you to oblivion
To the fires of hell
Ghost:
You cannot destroy me
I will continue on and on into eternity
It is my destiny, it is my destiny
It is my own
The Three Doctors:
Feel our fire it has no mercy for the wicked
Fill:
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Ghost:
(Wailing in agony)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
In Conclusion
Lead trade offs
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
The Phantom (keyboard)
The Phantom (keyboard)
Cyrus Saint Leviticus (guitar)
Nik Sharshak (guitar)
Demented Grandfather Clock (bonus track)