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discretion is advised. Polly

2:39

Barrow and the two hollow

2:41

men who were her closest

2:43

associates in Rockus Crane and

2:45

Johan Churchman had driven deep

2:47

into the wintry backwoods of

2:49

Prince County. Stopping Kingston to

2:51

trade their fine limousine for

2:53

a brand new Ford half-ton

2:55

pickup with tires wrapped in

2:57

heavy chains that would allow

3:00

them to navigate the snow-packed

3:02

rural backroads of West Virginia.

3:05

They were headed toward a

3:07

mass grave of depleted mines

3:09

and coal fields that once

3:11

promised barrel mineral resources riches

3:13

beyond imagination. After a year

3:15

of digging strange, incombustible lumps

3:17

of inner coal from one

3:19

field and pumping naturally occurring

3:21

asphalt that would explode at

3:23

so much of a heated

3:25

word from another, such dreams

3:27

of profit died on the

3:29

vine. Like unpicked tomatoes in

3:31

a particularly dry season. The

3:35

road to Turnicut West Virginia

3:37

was no longer maintained by

3:39

the county. It would not

3:41

last for much longer. The

3:43

frozen roadways that snaked around

3:45

and through the mountains of

3:47

Central West Virginia were certainly

3:49

beautiful in their icy crystalline

3:51

glory. But they were equally

3:54

deadly. Johann Churchman was well

3:56

aware of the dangers. And

3:58

though they were all certain

4:00

to walk away from any

4:02

violent so mundane as a

4:04

car crash, such an accident

4:06

would cost them time in

4:08

trouble. Thus his driving was

4:10

measured cautious and tediously slow.

4:12

Folly Barrow had passed the

4:15

time on the long drive

4:17

reading over the message she'd

4:19

received from her older brother,

4:21

According to his memo, their

4:23

father had assigned each of

4:25

the matastic complete while he

4:27

was immersed in the unknowable

4:29

depths beneath Barrowhouse, where he

4:31

retreated to commune with those

4:34

who sleep beneath. Her lovely

4:36

face creased into an incredulous

4:38

scowl as she mockingly read

4:40

the end of her brother's

4:42

telegram. Consider it our gift

4:44

to you, to allow you

4:46

to behold our father's true

4:48

face in private. We also

4:50

thought you best suited for

4:53

this errand as you were

4:55

capable, durable, and cunning enough

4:57

to deal with whatever may

4:59

be left inside of Babylon,

5:01

and the most likely of

5:03

the three of us to

5:05

return with father's portrait in

5:07

one piece. Who the hell

5:09

does he think he is

5:11

dealing with? I mean, really?

5:14

Sending me out into the

5:16

wilds of... West Virginia, again!

5:18

To Ternicate, no less! He

5:20

knows I can't verify this

5:22

task with daddy, nor can

5:24

I risk failing him again.

5:26

Normally, I just ignore him,

5:28

but I do believe the

5:30

old boy might have made

5:33

properly hemmed in here. Thoughts

5:35

on the matter, Mr. Crane?

5:37

In rikers Crane. First among

5:39

Polybarrow's hollow men did not

5:41

turn, but kept his eyes

5:43

out the passenger side winder.

5:45

scanning the surrounding countryside for

5:47

any threats. When he spoke

5:49

over his shoulder it was

5:52

with a familiar deference. I

5:54

do not know, ma'am. There

5:56

is a porters of your

5:58

father there, though. I have

6:00

seen it. Oh, have you

6:02

now in Rikers? I have

6:04

heard the stories about Babylon.

6:06

You never struck me as

6:08

the type who would patronize

6:10

such a... disreputable establishment?

6:13

Yes, ma'am. Though I have

6:15

never... Partaken of the

6:17

pleasures on offer at

6:19

Babylon, I have provided

6:22

security for your father

6:24

and his guest there

6:26

many times. I never got

6:28

to go. By the time

6:30

my schedule had any flexibility

6:33

at all, the town was

6:35

a husk of its former

6:37

self, and Babylon was considered

6:39

horribly unfashionable. Or was it

6:42

unfathomably horrible? Potato, potato! But

6:44

imagine an entire nightclub in

6:46

the middle of nowhere catering

6:49

to those with discriminating tastes

6:51

and pleasures of the flesh?

6:53

I heard there was a

6:55

whole dance floor dedicated

6:58

to erotic vivisection. Can

7:00

you picture it, Mr.

7:03

Crane? I would rather not, ma'am.

7:05

Oh, come now, Mr. Crane.

7:07

You never wanted to strap

7:10

someone down, still screaming

7:12

and breathing, and split

7:14

them open, and then

7:16

shove your hands in

7:18

and start pulling things

7:20

out just to see what

7:23

happens. to eat their own man.

7:25

I'm told there was a

7:27

little voyeur's amphitheater that

7:29

surrounded a place called

7:31

the Well of Remembrance.

7:33

Patrons would bring an offering,

7:35

some pathetic human, I assume, and

7:38

they would be forced to walk

7:40

through a sort of gauntlet. The

7:42

well would make them live

7:45

through the most soul-crushing

7:47

torments of their lives

7:49

over and over again,

7:51

while the audience watch

7:53

them suffer and slowly

7:55

fall to pieces, and

7:57

of course eventually die.

7:59

I am positively green with

8:01

envy that you got to

8:04

see such things, Mr. Crane.

8:06

It was an experience, man,

8:08

to be sure. I am

8:10

concerned, however. Your brother must

8:12

know that Babylon has not

8:14

been safe. Not even for

8:17

our kind, for many years.

8:19

I would not dare to

8:21

speak ill of anyone in

8:23

your family, but... He's trying

8:25

to kill me. I know.

8:27

And yet still we go.

8:30

Of course we go, Mr.

8:32

Crane. I wouldn't respect Conrad

8:34

if he didn't try to

8:36

kill me at least three

8:38

times a year. I don't

8:40

respect Benual at all. So

8:43

I expect him to try

8:45

even harder. It's nice to

8:47

confirm the last remaining portrait

8:49

of Daddy is hanging in

8:51

the foyer, though. Is it

8:53

true that he had all

8:56

images of himself removed from

8:58

Bero House when he went

9:00

below? He did, ma'am, removed

9:02

and burned. Most of the

9:04

artists were killed. He wanted

9:06

no remnant of what he

9:09

called his lesser form to

9:11

remain. The portrait in Babylon

9:13

was likely overlooked because your

9:15

father had long since become

9:17

bored with its entertainments. Or

9:19

perhaps by the time it

9:22

was remembered, the place had

9:24

become far too dangerous. Well

9:26

then, let's go see my...

9:28

Daddy's handsome face before it's

9:30

too late. Mr. Churchman, the

9:32

next turn should be our

9:35

last. And

9:56

the light gets swallowed.

9:59

There ain't no place

10:01

that feels like home.

10:04

The ones who you

10:07

love and turn into

10:09

strangers. And you cast

10:12

your eyes through the

10:14

winding road. Keep your

10:17

foot on the gas,

10:20

your eyes straight forward,

10:22

clear your heart and

10:25

mind. Best believe that

10:27

goes behind. When

10:30

the hearth goes

10:32

cold, home is

10:35

nowhere, but then

10:37

you might as

10:39

well, when darkness

10:42

goes around, like

10:44

hell. Meanwhile,

11:11

hours behind Polybero and her

11:13

loyal underlings, her siblings made

11:16

their own way through the

11:18

treacherous winter night. Conrad had

11:20

insisted they set out for

11:22

Ternicut at once. They would

11:25

not hurry, as their sister

11:27

would require time to reach

11:29

the place herself, and once

11:31

she was inside Babylon, who

11:34

knew how long it would

11:36

take for the place to

11:38

devour her. Still, they must

11:40

verify she had been properly

11:43

dealt with. Once and for

11:45

all. At the wheel of

11:47

one of the company's fleet

11:49

affords was a slender man

11:51

in a dark suit. His

11:54

glubbed near-skeletal hands gripping the

11:56

wheel at ten and two.

11:58

His eyes locked on the

12:00

road. I don't understand why

12:03

we're traveling like this. This

12:05

Conrad, I could have opened

12:07

the ways of the dead

12:09

and had us there in

12:12

no time. Instead, we're packed

12:14

like sardines in this infernal

12:16

contraption. As the truck's wheels

12:18

skitted on a patch of

12:21

ice, it's rearing fish tailing

12:23

for a moment. Benual shot

12:25

his brother a sour look.

12:27

Do you want to join

12:30

me in the afterlife, dear

12:32

brother? Why are you letting

12:34

that old thing drive, drive,

12:36

anyway? He never drove father

12:39

anywhere. The hollow man behind

12:41

the wheel briefly narrowed his

12:43

eyes at Benio on the

12:45

rear view mirror, but showed

12:48

no other reaction. Marcus Trench

12:50

had been E.P. Barrow's personal

12:52

hollow man, one of the

12:54

earliest to volunteer to be

12:56

hollowed, and had passed into

12:59

Conrad's service upon his father's

13:01

ascension. Mr. Trench is a

13:03

man of many talents. He

13:05

is perfectly capable of getting

13:08

us to our destination. Father

13:10

had a whole staff of

13:12

servants that catered to his

13:14

needs, but I find such

13:17

frivolous expenditures unnecessary. We are

13:19

in good hands, brother. Thank

13:21

you, sir. The hollow man's

13:23

voice was like gravel being

13:26

raked over an open wound.

13:28

I hate being cooped up

13:30

like this. Are you sure

13:32

I can't just go on

13:35

ahead? I could pass right

13:37

through the side of this

13:39

mountain and meet you there.

13:41

No! The collapse of Babylon

13:44

has rendered the entire region

13:46

unstable. Who knows what might

13:48

happen if you passed through

13:50

the mountain and came out

13:52

too close to the town?

13:55

It might decide you were

13:57

an offering or worse. No,

13:59

this is a family matter

14:01

and we will suffer through

14:04

it together. It's similar. To

14:06

the new protocol I've been

14:08

developing with the cattle in

14:10

the lower offices, I put

14:13

them in miserable situations where

14:15

the only way out is

14:17

to work. work as a

14:19

unit in order to comply

14:22

with senseless petty instructions that

14:24

yield no real result other

14:26

than meeting some arbitrary goal

14:28

that we don't actually measure.

14:31

It breaks their spirits in

14:33

a whole new way and

14:35

all but ensures their utter

14:37

compliance. I call it team

14:40

building. It's providing extraordinary results.

14:42

We will see this through

14:44

together or much like the

14:46

lads in accounts receivable We

14:48

will die trying In the

14:51

deep snows of West Virginia

14:53

Johan churchman drew his party's

14:55

vehicle to a careful stop

14:57

on what was once the

15:00

vibrant bustling downtown of Ternikit

15:02

West Virginia The sun hung

15:04

low in the sky as

15:06

the horizon called it to

15:09

its bosom, the air growing

15:11

ever colder. Little evidence remained

15:13

of the public houses and

15:15

brothels that had lined the

15:18

main thoroughfare of what was

15:20

essentially a red light district

15:22

the size of an Appalachian

15:24

coal town. Even the brick

15:27

and mortar structures had crumbled

15:29

under the weight of weather

15:31

and time. Some had been

15:33

crushed by fallen trees years

15:36

ago. Others swallowed by sinkholes

15:38

are struck by lightning and

15:40

left in ashes. Snow covered

15:42

it all now. A suffocating

15:44

blanket of white, obscuring all

15:47

but the strip of the

15:49

ground beneath the truck's wheels.

15:51

The once busy boardwalk was

15:53

barely a visible footpath. The

15:56

ice cloaked green encroaching on

15:58

all sides, slowly erasing the

16:00

town's existence. A single building

16:02

remained largely intact. A malignant

16:05

tumor thrust up from the

16:07

ground into fire. of the

16:09

healthy growth on all sides.

16:11

It was a squat structure

16:14

painted stovepipe black, with one

16:16

word stinseled and white faded

16:18

letters over the simple iron

16:20

door. Babylon. Polly Barrow clapped

16:23

like a child on Christmas

16:25

morning. Excitement overcoming her usual

16:27

icy composure as she stepped

16:29

from the truck. Oh, there

16:32

it is. A little. Underwhelming,

16:34

but still exciting. Who was

16:36

the facade any different when

16:38

you came here with my

16:41

father, Mr. Crane? Mr. Crane?

16:43

When there was no reply,

16:45

Polly glanced around her. To

16:47

her surprise, the two hollow

16:49

men were gone. The

16:52

only answer came from an

16:54

onslaught of huge wet snowflakes

16:56

that poured from the heavens

16:58

like powdered sugar on a

17:00

funnel cane. Mr. Crane? Mr.

17:02

Churchman? Mr. Churchman! Mr. Churchman!

17:04

Mr. Crane! No one answered

17:06

her calls. The heavy cloak

17:08

of snow swallowing her words

17:10

in an almost reverent silence.

17:12

Looking behind her, she could

17:14

still see the truck where

17:16

they'd left it parked on

17:18

the street, but there was

17:20

no sign of either of

17:22

either of her men. Their

17:24

footprints were rapidly filling with

17:26

snow, as if the wintry

17:28

green itself had reached out

17:30

and erased her hollow men

17:32

the same way it was

17:34

erasing the town of Terniket.

17:36

And now she and Babylon

17:38

stood facing each other. Twin

17:40

monstrosities from different eras built

17:42

by the same loving hands.

17:44

She had begun to take

17:46

a step toward the door

17:48

when the smell. the

17:52

musk of an animal, large

17:54

and powerful, but more than

17:56

that, infused deep into the

17:58

scent, It was the primal

18:00

heat of the soil of

18:02

treesap and the ever-burning sun.

18:04

It was the smell of

18:06

clean running rivers and wind,

18:08

touched by the silvery light

18:10

of a full moon. It

18:12

was the smell of life

18:14

and death and the endless

18:16

cycle of the green. Polly

18:19

spun around, drawing on the

18:22

well of darkness very deep

18:24

within her heart, preparing herself

18:26

for combat, her bone armor

18:29

tingled beneath her soft pale

18:31

skin, ready to erupt at

18:33

a moment's notice, she expected

18:36

a great beast, or perhaps

18:38

some witch's snare that her

18:41

brother had led her into,

18:43

but instead. All she found

18:45

was a man. A tall

18:48

man. With dark skin. in

18:50

a darker beard who wore

18:52

a modest but well-cut suit.

18:55

He stared past her at

18:57

the looming black edifice at

19:00

the end of the street.

19:02

There were tears running down

19:04

his face and he looked

19:07

very tired. He turned eyes

19:09

upon her that held both

19:11

sadness and fury. Seaman both

19:14

puzzled and enraged at her

19:16

presence. His voice was low

19:18

and warm, but there was

19:21

an edge to it that

19:23

terrified Polly. She felt as

19:26

though she had stumbled upon

19:28

a wounded animal that was

19:30

far stronger and more dangerous

19:33

than she even as it

19:35

bled. Hail, Polly! Daughter of

19:37

Elias, called pretty by those

19:40

who think you wretched! True

19:42

air to the deepest grave,

19:44

defiler of families, slayer of

19:47

children, iron-boned blade of your

19:49

father and abomination before the

19:52

green. I see you. I

19:54

name you. And I ask

19:56

you now, girl, can you

19:59

give me a... single reason

20:01

why I should not kill

20:03

you where you stand. Polly

20:06

Barrow, deadliest weapon

20:08

in the arsenal

20:10

of the Barrow

20:13

family, looked up into

20:15

the face of an

20:17

avatar of the green, and

20:19

was lost. Her mind

20:22

reeled. This man, his

20:24

his bound. She

20:26

shook her head trying to

20:28

make sense of the aura

20:30

that radiated from the figure

20:32

before her. He was no

20:35

mere man and he was

20:37

simply more than of the green.

20:39

Somehow he was the green.

20:41

How could she stand against

20:43

it? You see me now, do you

20:46

girl? Look upon me and see

20:48

the face of all you

20:50

have set out to dominate

20:52

and control and enslave. See

20:55

me. and see the forest

20:57

you've burned. The men you've

20:59

entombed in the mountain's belly.

21:01

Do you see the widows

21:04

and the orphans, the lives

21:06

you've destroyed? And for what?

21:08

Money? Power? Ah. Promises whispered

21:10

to your lunatic father while

21:12

he swings through the darkness

21:14

in his pretty box. I

21:16

will give you one chance,

21:19

and one chance only, you

21:21

vile thing, you vile thing.

21:23

Walk away. I have more

21:25

important matters to attend to

21:27

than ridding the world of

21:29

the likes of you. The

21:32

tall man turned from her,

21:34

his gaze returning to Babylon,

21:36

his expression a mask

21:38

of helpless sadness, framed in

21:41

lines of disbelief and shame.

21:43

So, so you aren't here for

21:45

me. What interest have I

21:47

and one such as you? You will

21:49

be dealt with in your

21:51

own time and without my

21:54

help like. expect. I am

21:56

here to witness the death

21:58

of this place. with

22:00

a proper burial. You are

22:03

mourning the death of Babylon?

22:05

We built this place and

22:07

it failed. From what I

22:10

can see it appears your

22:12

lot is taking it back.

22:14

What is there for you

22:16

to mourn? You've won! A

22:19

flash, a blue white light

22:21

illuminated the windows of Babylon

22:23

and the ground shook. The

22:25

black bricks shuttered but did

22:28

not fall. The thing. that

22:30

resides within yon building was

22:32

once its own dominion, a

22:34

living, breathing, sentient part of

22:37

the green, a wild and

22:39

dangerous ground that would torment

22:41

the minds of men if

22:43

they wandered into its clutches.

22:46

For there are places in

22:48

this world that men were

22:50

never meant to see. But

22:52

you and your family were

22:55

not men. Not exactly. You

22:57

carved this place out of

22:59

that patch of feral green

23:02

and bent it to your

23:04

will. You fed it the

23:06

minds and bones of your

23:08

victim and your lovers until

23:11

it lost itself. You caged

23:13

it and twisted into something

23:15

I barely recognize. When the

23:17

building falls, it will be

23:20

loosed upon the world, and

23:22

I do not know how

23:24

to stop the destruction it

23:26

will cause before it dies.

23:29

How do I kill a

23:31

piece of myself? I know

23:33

few of sufficient power and

23:35

strength that stand against it,

23:38

and even they would likely

23:40

be lost." Polly stared up

23:42

at the structure thoughtfully. She

23:44

had been unaware of Babylon's

23:47

origins, though it made sense,

23:49

given the tales she'd heard.

23:51

No wonder Conrad had sent

23:53

her to this place. He

23:56

expected she would be consumed

23:58

by it as so many

24:00

others before her. Thought he

24:03

could tempt her into carelessness

24:05

with promises of their father's

24:07

portrait, and he had nearly

24:09

succeeded, nearly, but not quite.

24:12

She had come here, expecting

24:14

to walk away victorious, and

24:16

she still planned to. Yet

24:18

it wouldn't hurt to have

24:21

a little insurance policy in

24:23

her back pocket. She turned

24:25

back to the man, observing

24:27

all the old courtesies as

24:30

she addressed him. I see

24:32

you know my name, stranger,

24:34

and thus you have me

24:36

at a disadvantage. May I

24:39

know yours? You know me

24:41

well enough. Polly Beryl but

24:43

in the interest of conversing

24:45

with ease mortal folks have

24:48

called me Bartholomew You may

24:50

address me so very well

24:52

I am prepared to offer

24:55

you a bargain Bartholomew What

24:57

could you offer that I

24:59

would want miss Beryl? Polly

25:01

nodded up at the facade

25:04

of Babylon. I was sent

25:06

here to die Oh it's

25:08

true My brothers have been

25:10

trying to kill me since

25:13

the day I took my

25:15

first steps. They look at

25:17

me and see all the

25:19

love our father never gave

25:22

them. They look at their

25:24

own wretched lives and know

25:26

that when the great darkness

25:28

falls, they will be cast

25:31

down like all flesh. There's

25:33

no shame in it. It's

25:35

just how they are. They

25:37

can't kill me themselves, so...

25:40

They are relying on this

25:42

entity you describe to do

25:44

the job for them. I

25:46

came here to... well to

25:49

make a bit of a

25:51

point. It just so happens

25:53

that our interest coincide. If

25:56

you allow me to pass...

25:58

I swear to you... that

26:00

I will do my utmost

26:02

to destroy the cage that

26:05

imprisons a part of you.

26:07

If I have... to tear

26:09

it down, brick by brick.

26:11

You believe you can stand

26:14

against it? Let's just say,

26:16

I have abundant motivation. And

26:18

if you die in the

26:20

attempt? Then I die. I

26:23

don't anticipate failure. But if

26:25

so, I would appreciate it

26:27

if you'd allow my associates,

26:29

assuming they're still alive. to

26:32

leave this place, unmolested. The

26:34

things that serve you are

26:36

whole and will remain unharmed.

26:38

Then we have a deal.

26:41

Shake on it? The avatar

26:43

of the green eyed her

26:45

outstretched hand with distaste and

26:47

spat on the ground. My

26:50

word is enough, but I

26:52

wish you luck, daughter of

26:54

Elias. With a vinyl grief-stricking

26:57

glance up at the hulking

26:59

structure before them. The construct

27:01

known to mortals as Bartholomew

27:03

turned his back on the

27:06

scene and disappeared into the

27:08

swirling snow. Polybero eyed the

27:10

building, surprised to find that

27:12

she was smiling, albeit grimly.

27:15

She always enjoyed a challenge,

27:17

and this might even be

27:19

fun. She lifted her chin

27:21

and strode across the snow-packed

27:24

earth to the black iron

27:26

door. and grasped the handle

27:28

in a gloved hand. Even

27:30

through the thick, fur-lined leather,

27:33

she could feel the chill

27:35

that radiated from its surface.

27:37

It occurred to her that

27:39

the latch might be frozen,

27:42

but it yielded to her

27:44

slightest touch, and the door

27:46

swung open without so much

27:49

as a creek. Peering through

27:51

the open portal, Polly saw

27:53

nothing but unreleaved, inky darkness.

27:57

She stepped inside. and

28:00

close the door. Behind her.

28:02

Well, hey there, family. My,

28:04

my, my, Miss Polybero is

28:06

up to her eyeballs in

28:08

trouble, this go around. The

28:10

green to the left of

28:12

her, her siblings to her,

28:14

her siblings to the left

28:16

of her, her siblings to

28:18

the right. Here she is

28:20

stuck in the middle with

28:23

us. What secrets lie inside

28:25

of Babylon do you think?

28:27

Y'all just gonna have to

28:29

come back next time and

28:31

find out now, won't you?

28:33

Wrap this baby up. I

28:35

think you will. Speaking of

28:37

wrapping up stories, our family

28:39

over in The Holler just

28:41

got the final episode of

28:43

part three of our anthology

28:45

of animal companion stories, familiar

28:47

and beloved. That means there

28:49

are now three complete story

28:51

arcs featuring Meline Underfoot, the

28:53

Gray Ghost of Black Mountain.

28:55

that fearless and good boy

28:57

Sam from over in Baker's

28:59

Gap, and now a tale

29:01

of the walker's very own

29:03

house cat Vespertilio. Totaling over

29:05

six hours of amazing adventures

29:07

of our furry-footed friends on

29:09

top of so much more

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29:19

Now. This is here, did

29:21

you ever think you'd see

29:23

Pretty Polybaro and Brother Bartholomew,

29:25

face-to-face reminder that Old Gods

29:28

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29:30

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29:42

was written by Steve Shell

29:44

and Cam Collins. The voice

29:46

of Pretty Polybero is Tracy

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Johnston. and the voice of

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29:54

family. Talk to you real

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soon. Through

30:01

God's dark heaven

30:04

go away. The

30:07

hunt it is

30:09

over, the Lord

30:12

he won't answer,

30:14

The walls run

30:17

with blood, O

30:19

this house, it

30:22

is a cancer,

30:24

And in this

30:27

abyss, I've lost

30:30

all Is

30:33

this path to

30:35

glory? It's so

30:37

hard to tell.

30:39

Through God's dark

30:42

heaven, go I,

30:44

go I, through

30:46

God's dark heaven,

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