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Join us as we decode the mysterious transmissions of The Night Wire by H.F. Arnold!

Special thanks to our reader Andrew Leman! Check out all the new offerings at The H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society.

Next up: The Graveyard Rats by Henry Kuttner

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Roman Draws

Been patiently waiting for this one for a while now. Thanks guys!

Anonymous

Oh, you thanked Christian Matzke. Just a reminder that he's on Patreon making the entire Dee translation of the Necronomicon!

Anonymous

I'm so glad you guys covered this story, like many people...it's my favorite weird tale. I always wondered if John Carpenter read this tale when he was writing 'The Fog.' In that movie there are a few Lovecraft references, such as 'Arkham Reef' but I have found no connection directly to this story. The first half of that movie is very reminiscent of this story in mood and style though. The DJ in the movie is basically the reporter from 'The Night Wire.'

Raoul Kunz

This contains that many tropes, implicit references and "call forwards" to modern media as well as a hyper mysterious author I'd almost be tempted to label this one of the Lackey/Fifer hoaxes, much like the one with the animatronic animals ;). Given how my mind usually works it's probably an actual story... which would make it even more creepy ;). If it's an actual hoax: great job, it really sounds creepy, with it's mixture of HPL's atmosphere, King's "The Mist", Carpenter's "The Fog" and Melville's "Bartleby the Scrivener"! Looking forward to learn the truth ;). Best regards Raoul G. Kunz Edit: Seems to be real... wow... that's SO meta-creepy!^^

Markovian

Always good to hear the creator of Super Clutz, ElectroLad and The EnglishMan read on the Podcast. Like The Englishman, Leman has the power to open the door to my imagination with expert accuracy.

Anonymous

Not quite the same, but: I used to work the night shift at a sleep clinic, which this story's setting reminded me of a bit. There is something inherently creepy in watching 10 people sleep over a monitor. I always imagined one of them suddenly sitting up straight in bed and walking towards my office. Glad that's over!

Anonymous

So glad you guys covered this story! I've been cherry-picking entries from Jeff and Ann VanderMeers' "The Weird" to read, and of the half-dozen or so that I've managed to tackle, this one has been my favorite so far. Is anyone else detecting a whiff of "The Music of Erich Zann" in this story? John Morgan's demise, typing away hours after he gave up the ghost, reminded me distinctly of how Erich Zann continued to play on mechanically when I first read it. There is also Arnold's mention of unknown voices echoing in "queer uncadenced minor keys" that Chad emphasized, the inexplicable nature of the foggy phenomenon, and the fact that Wire Two had never been used (which, to me, bears some similarity to the fact that the Rue d'Auseil may or may not have even existed). It definitely has echoes of HPL's first true "Lovecraft" story, and I can easily see why HP himself regarded it well. Great coverage, gentlemen!

Anonymous

Night Shift work is weird. In a past life I worked a similar job involving 12 hour night shift work. On night I screwed up my schedule, which was my own fault; I made an appointment for a day when I was inbetween two night shifts: So basically i finished a night shift at 6am, go to my appointment at 8am (that I couldn’t reschedule and needed to go to), get home at 11am, and be up again at 5pm to get to work by 6pm. Needless to say I was physically and mentally wrecked. Luckily it was a quiet night with not much happening, but at the same time it made the shift seem so much longer. By hour 7 I hit the point where i needed to get up an walk around to stay awake. The building I worked in had two wings and walking a circuit between the wings on my floor would take about 10 minutes. The building had motion detector lighting on at night for the hallway lights. But instead of just all the lights turning on at the same time, they would flick on one by one as you walk down each section of the hall. And at 1am in an empty building it all seemed very spooky. At the end of my walk before getting back to my office I headed over to the restroom since I had about 3 Monster Energy drinks in me. The restrooms also had motion detector lighting and as the lights flicked on...I saw to my horror ALL the urinals had disappeared!! In my sleep deprived mind the two explanations I could come up with for this was A). I slipped into an alternate universe where urinals don’t exist or B). Some malevolent individual stole all the urinals...But no I just didnt realize I accidentally walked in the female restroom. I stood in there for almost a minute processing the two explanations, it was as if my brain was fighting itself from admitting it made a mistake. Night shift work is weird.

Anonymous

The writing simultaneously in Latin and Greek is a story told about Thomas Jefferson. What were the other five stories that HPL considered the Best of Weird Tales?

Anonymous

Here's the one psudopod did a few years ago: <a href="http://pseudopod.org/2013/10/18/pseudopod-356-the-night-wire/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">http://pseudopod.org/2013/10/18/pseudopod-356-the-night-wire/</a>

Jason Thompson

Well, if it worked for that *other* guy, I'm gonna write in every week and suggest "Spawn" by P. Schuyler Miller!! <a href="http://hell.pl/szymon/Baen/The%20best%20of%20Jim%20Baens%20Universe/The%20World%20Turned%20Upside%20Down/0743498747__27.htm" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">http://hell.pl/szymon/Baen/The%20best%20of%20Jim%20Baens%20Universe/The%20World%20Turned%20Upside%20Down/0743498747__27.htm</a>

Jason Thompson

(don't worry, I'll also only do it for one week)

Jason Thompson

Also, this story was amazing!!

Anonymous

So one of my nerdy hobbies is Amateur Radio. We still hold big contests using Morse code, where you try to contact as many people as possible and exchange some required information. One of the categories is called “SO2R” which means “Single Operator Two Radios”. I couldn’t find the best video, but this is pretty close. A couple times a year I travel to contest with some guys that run two radios (instead of type writers) and have the left radio in the left ear of the headphones and the right radio in the right. This totally reminded me of them. How they can copy two Morse code streams at once, I’ll never know but it’s pretty cool. At any rate check it out: <a href="https://youtu.be/bIW1Z1uFbRw" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/bIW1Z1uFbRw</a>

Anonymous

Chad's pronunciation of "squirrel" fascinates me. His accent is usually very neutral Midwestern but that "SQUARL" evoked a grizzled Appalachian backwoodsman. In the Theosophist tradition of weird fiction I can only assume he's channeling race-memory.

Anonymous

Wanted to throw a suggested author out there: Greg Stolze. In particular Switchflipped, or maybe 7 and 7. One of his Weird stories at any rate. My understanding is you usually go with dead authors because their work is frequently available for free, but Stolze has a Free Fiction library on his site (<a href="http://gregstolze.com/fiction-library/)." rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">http://gregstolze.com/fiction-library/).</a> Just a thought.

Anonymous

Is it weird that this story made me think of Raymond Burr in the Americanized version of "Godzilla" (1954)?

Anonymous

Thanks for covering this great story, which I’m sad to say I had not previously heard of. I always feel that the best weird tales are the ones where I would struggle to illustrate the ‘money shot’ of monsters or action, but find a distinct atmosphere or emotion that could be put into paint. In this piece, the contrast of detached mechanical hues of the electrically lit, distant wire office and the vivid, strangely illuminated chaos of the reported events are riddled with inspiration and impossible imagery. However, I was surprised that given the operator’s death and the almost biblical sounding Xebico, you didn’t discuss then possibility of a report from the afterlife (or perhaps judgement day?). The mist beginning in a graveyard and laying people bare, to be either enveloped in some unreportable ecstasy or devoured in horrible ways could be the action of differing forces. While I loathe the Christianisation of the weird as much as the next man, the idea of a report from a dead man (can we assume that his other report is typing as normal and he literally has one hand in the grave?), seems too good an opportunity to consider the implications of an afterlife.

Anonymous

I honestly didn't realize until this time through that the night wire guys are transcribing Morse code, not speech. He mentions typing with one finger, then the material coming out "one letter at a time" - the guy transcribing two streams at once is still impressive but somewhat less insane with that in mind.

Anonymous

I now want to read that crossover! “Bartleby, go and check what’s in that strange fog.” “...I would prefer not to.”

Anonymous

One of my favorite stories. You guys did it justice. Great episode! I think my favorite interpretation of it is the one Chris mentioned that included the transmission itself being the cause of the transcriptionist's death. But the great thing about stories like this is that they can be interpreted in a number of ways and it's up to the reader to fill in a lot of the blanks. Nothing any author actually writes can live up to the scariness of what we half imagine. HPL's understanding that the thing which is most terrifying to us is the unknown is part of why he was able to write such enduring works. This story operates on the same principle and I think that's what makes it successful. I also liked the idea that this story could be from any time. When I heard it or read it the first time I imagined it happening in the time it was written, but the idea that it could be from today or even sometime in the future is completely plausible.

Anonymous

Raoul made a connection between this story and Bartleby, and it’s also a connection made by Stephen Graham Jones (whose short story “Little Lambs” appears alongside “The Night Wire” in “The Weird” collection) in his story inspired by H.F. Arnold’s, “Xebico”. It’s a good weird tale in its own right, well worth a read and freely available here: <a href="http://weirdfictionreview.com/2012/10/xebico/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">http://weirdfictionreview.com/2012/10/xebico/</a>

Anonymous

Chads theory that the message was his brain shutting down really makes sense to me. I was thinking the same.

Anonymous

"Xebico" really looks like a word in Nahuatl, the language of the Mexica (Aztecs), to me, so I can't help but pronounce it "sheb-ICK-oh." Of course, there aren't really any other Mexica similarities here. Unless out of sight through the mist the Sun died, of course, and skeleton-women with rattlesnake penises started falling from the stars to devour mankind...

Steve

If you believe the Weekly World News, then this woman can type on two machines at once: <a href="https://bit.ly/2sdAZ8U" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://bit.ly/2sdAZ8U</a>

Steve

A xebec is a kind of Mediterranean sailing ship, ultimately from Arabic, but the city in the story sounds American. I think it was chosen for being slightly weird looking, and sounding.

Anonymous

Sounds like some of that info about HF Arnold is coming from here: <a href="https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/3385257/henry-ferris-arnold" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/3385257/henry-ferris-arnold</a> ...no mention of him being a writer or creative person of any kind, tho!

Ben Gilbert

I always assumed they were listening to a telegraph in Morse code which was why he was “picking it off on his typewriter with one finger. “

Anonymous

While I think you've made some excellent points, talking about the "Christianisation" of the Weird is a bit unfair given that a seminal weird writers such as Machen did write Weird fiction with at least an implicitly Christian background. For a more contemporary example some of Stephen King's work definitely qualifies. To me it's Cosmic Horror rather than the wider Weird that requires a fully rationalist setting.

William Rieder

Kuttner was an incredibly prolific author of pulp tales (some Weird, but he published in Thrilling Wonder / Mystery, Marvel Science, Strange, and even a few Spicy Tales), but "Graveyard Rats" was always a bit of an albatross, in that it was his (almost) first published tale and (almost) always pointed out as his best. Pity the poor artist who leads with his best loved work and never strikes the public interest to the same level again.

Anonymous

I happen to think "New Fears" is very creative!

Anonymous

Wow, great story. So many themes or images that evoke Lovecraft stories, I have to wonder if he adopted some of them deliberately, I'd have to compare the dates of his stories to this one to make a better case (but I'm not going to do that, maybe YOU can do that for the next Comments Show. Just a few that I noted: 1. Continuing to type while cold and dead - The Music of Erich Zann. 2. Reference to "colors unseen" and the concept of a living, vampiric mist draining/consuming helpless people - the Colour out of Space. 3. Hints of visions of an apocalyptic future - Nyarthathotep, The Shadow out of Time, and The Crawling Chaos. 4. 180 degree reversal by the protagonist (i.e what I thought was evil is actually good) - Whisperer in Darkness (as cited by Chad &amp; Chris) but also Shadow over Innsmouth and The Rats in the Walls. 5. The whole story from Xebico is told through third-person epistolary, like the entire Call of Cthulhu story. 6. And of course, the reporter from Webico seems to go insane and cuts off his narrative mid-thought - Haunter of the Dark. Great story, conveys all the vision and mood we love in a Lovecraftian tale, but no one faints, and there's no cleansing bolt of lightning.

Anonymous

Thank you so much, I'm so grateful you guys covered this story

Anonymous

I also immediately thought of the end of The Music of Erich Zann where the old man plays on while already dead.

Anonymous

You referenced the new year of 2019. My only question is has Tyrell Corp started hiring yet? I've been prepping all of 2018 by storing fresh eyeballs in frigid goop.

Anonymous

Undoubtedly, version 1 replicants are already in use, allowed to infiltrate government and management positions and without the auto termination command. Oh Deckard where are you? Not born yet, or more probably not off the assembly line yet.

Anonymous

Great story.

Anonymous

I have to be honest, I haven't laughed so hard in 2019 as I did when Chad said "He's got it goin' n dawg!"

Anonymous

Did anybody else interpret this as we were seeing into some kind of afterlife? Although, I like Chad's take at the end, which is kind of similar, in that maybe we were seeing the typist's impressions as he was in the process of dying.

Anonymous

I also was reminded of the Music of Erich Zann. The operator was so good (the two hands two languages chestnut) he was typing out stories he received from somewhere “else”, even after he had passed. A vision of the future, an alternative world, or as pointed out by Chad (or the other one, I forget which now) it is a vision of death overtaking his own world, his life, his internal universe.

Anonymous

The anagram that jumps out at me for "Xebico" is "icebox," but I have no idea what that can tell us about the story. It does sound like the report is Morgan robotically reporting what it feels like to have your brain shut down, and that he is so automated that his nerves continue to perform the functions after death, like a rattle snake. We know now (and maybe we knew then) that that is not how the central nervous system works in humans, but I think it's the explanation that most fits.

Anonymous

Interesting story,the term reporters and journalists have been combined into synonyms but they were at one time two very distinct terms.A journalist typically wrote for some type of specific topic journal,science,philosophy arts psychology etc.They used facts ,studies ,research and events of the day to weave a narrative,explain an opinion or make a case for a new belief.While a reporter would just state the mundane facts of an events,which the main character in this story does.Because of modern technology,the gatekeepers of Information have almost no control of the information we see,one can find weather information at the push of an app (no more watching 15 minutes of news for the weather ) ,stories from any particular interest they have by simply searching the Internet.As Chris stated this makes most modern people much more apathetic to events so all that s left for major news organizations is to turn themselves into specific interests Wyrd fiction writers to make a buck.It’s almost like the history of 80 years ago is being repeated in very predictable fashion,we are in the late stages of the Wyrd fiction media.Within 5 years most major cable and print journalists will crease to exist.

Anonymous

He was not saying the room was close like "close the door," but close like "you are standing too close." It means the room felt airless and suffocating. And then he died.

Anonymous

Awesome story! For some reason my brain did a thing where it wanted to find a worldly explanation for the events. I thought Xebico itself could have been the victim of a chemical warfare experiment by a nefarious agency. They pump in thick fog to obscure their activities, then subject the town to waves of hallucinogens and nerve agents, encompassing it and moving toward its center. Chemical weapons would have been in the public consciousness in 1926 after their use in WWI and subsequent banning under the Geneva Protocol in 1925. Perhaps Morgan had been slipped a poison by the nefarious agents prior to coming on shift-- they knew that his line would be broken in with the report from Xebico by some counter agent, and that they would be unable to stop this, so they targeted the receiver instead. Unfortunately, due to Morgan's usual constitution, the poison was slow to take effect (though it might have affected his mind enough to make him misspell the name of the town). The narrator, not being a doctor, was mistaken about Morgan having been dead; rather, he was in a catatonic trance state that lowered his body temperature before he finally expired.

witchhousemedia

Yes! I didn't notice Chris pronouncing it that way until the edit, but that's how I read it. Shows how much I pay attention!

Anonymous

Is this, as they say on the How Did This Get Made podcast, a Jacob's Ladder Scenario?

witchhousemedia

Greg is a great writer, a cool guy and a friend! But we're still sticking w/deceased authors for now, not necessarily because of the free work but more because we don't want to be a review show. At some point we may get there. Regardless - glad you're a Stolze fan like us!

Anonymous

I got a strong Welcome to Nightvale vibe from this episode. Probably from telling the weird story from a disconnected third party.

Anonymous

FYI They may speak Greek in Greece but it’s not Classical Greek of the ancient Greeks do Chad is right people will not be able to read his Greek transcripts

Anonymous

PS sinister is Latin for left

Anonymous

James Garfield was reputed to be able to do so as well. I suspect it's not actually that hard to learn as a parlor trick -- just pick a particular thing to write long beforehand, and practice the hand movements until you can do so by muscle memory. You wouldn't even necessarily have to even learn to speak or read the two languages, just copy the letter forms without looking, which could be very doable, especially if you're ambidextrous.

Anonymous

Like I said about copying letter forms above, it's probably an easier mental task than you think, due to the nature of Morse code being a letter-by-letter information stream. Your mind works differently when transcribing individual bits than it does when trying to put together and comprehend full grammatical structures. It's still impressive (I very much doubt I could do it), but it's not superhuman.

Anonymous

Wow, what a great story! I am surprised I'd never heard of this one before. Fabulous. Every shift in the direction and scale of the weirdness is masterfully done. And one thing that the third-hand narrative perspective adds is a sense of helplessness - the reporter can't do anything but simply read this account as it reels off the wire through his partner's ears, with no way to affect things in any way, or even any way to know whether any of it is true or not. That's a rare and intense lever for weirdness.

Anonymous

I really enjoyed this story. As a freelance worker who works at home on the internet, I can understand the feeling of both being connected to the world, but also very far away from it.

Anonymous

One of the things I love about this cast is being introduced to awesome stories I've never read before. And I have to say this is one of the very best stories the guys have covered, going all the way back to the beginning of the show. It truly is a Weird tale in that mysterious things are happening and the story gives us no frame of reference to explain them. Is Morgan in contact with another dimension? An alternate reality? Is it another time? Is his brain just dumping random things as he undergoes a fatal stroke? Does transcribing it kill him, or does he transcribe it because he's dying? We never find out enough to make sense of it, and all we're left with is the bare facts of the transcription and Morgan's death.

Anonymous

Is this the first instance of the Nightwire based storyline? This is one of those stories ideas that I feel like I've read 5,914 times over the years. It's gotten so I'm kinda tired of it.

Anonymous

Thank you gents! I have never read nor heard of this one and it really made an impression. I like to think of it as a brain trying to make sense of what is happening as it dies. Whether or not it is correct is, so far as we are concerned, immaterial. Very much the way people describe near death experiences in ways that are creepy, sometimes convincing, and often just weird.

Raoul Kunz

I didn't jump straight to the NDE solution to what's happening (somewhat pathetic, I know) chiefly because my own NDE was so very different... if also very weird ;). What I remember most is being in a comfortable intangible "whiteness" and completely aware that there is a point, invisible but oh so very clear and definite that, once crossed, would annihilate me. A lot like standing on a precipice and feeling this tug, this DESIRE to do it, get it over, step into the nothingness and be free was incredibly powerful. The thanatos was extremely strong, and why not, it'S the other existential experience after all. Since then I've been told that I was in the balance on the edge for quite some hours and I suppose this was it, communicated in whatever way to my sub-conscience (keep in mind that the last thing I remember from the real world of the incident was leaving the house and starting to walk... that`'s where it ends, next "RL" memory is waking up in hospital with tubes in me, half my skull gone and tied to the bed... oh and choke full of psychoactive high degree pain medication, but that's another matter, I didn'`t day it was a CLEAR memory ;) ) and illustrated with this invisible abyss. The reason the story didn't resonate with me on this level, or more specific I didn't jump straight to this conclusion in spite of it being really the obvious must I imagine be found in this decisive difference: I felt that I had (maybe only imagined that I had...) AGENCY in this matter. I wasn't happening to me (or more precise: it wasn't JUST happening to me), it was a matter in which I could decide. Anyhow, that`'s how I explain my analytical failure anyway ;). Best regards Raoul G. Kunz

Anonymous

Great story! Reminded me of one of Chris’ suggested interpretations for The Music of Eric Zann- that the whole place might have been pinched out of all existence and deleted from human memory by some great Lovecraftian entity! Did the reporter in Xebeco keep typing while the event occurred? Did this kill the “double man” or was he only able to record the report because he was dying/dead? I think some people really might be able to write in both a Greek and Latin simultaneously- despite what my wife says I really CAN walk and chew gum at the same time!

Anonymous

It’s reminiscent of an urban myth , maybe one of those “the call was coming from inside the house!” type stories but I think it’s far from derivative. I’d never encountered anything so beautifully crafted as this before and it impressed me. In visual art there’s a saying that seems relevant here: “It’s all been done before, but not by YOU”. Perhaps this story is similar to others but it’s uniquely and brilliantly executed.

Anonymous

I wonder if Stephen King was referencing this when he called it The Night Flier? The Night Flier name always seems a little awkward to me.

Kit Ainslie

I love the journalistic narration in this story. It reminded me instantly of the SCP Foundation, which is a collaborative writing project where users submit stories written in the style of scientific/government documentation. Reading about statues that strangle people when you aren't looking at them (SCP-173, not Weeping Angels), coffee machines that dispense any substance you type the name of (SCP-294) and a pale figure who runs across the world to destroy anyone who looks at a picture of his face (SCP-096) are a lot creepier when outlined in stiff, observational writing.

Anonymous

There’s a video kicking around where Americans mock the German pronunciation of squirrel. Guys, glass houses...squirl?

Anonymous

I had to go read this after listening to the discussion. I started to try and find a copy - and of course discovered I have multiple copies in anthologies across my real (and virtual) bookshelves. What a treat it was.

Anonymous

It's always to treat to have Mr. Leman reading again.

feedergoldfish

What a terrific story! I knew I’d heard (not read) it before. I think it must have been via Pseudopod: <a href="http://pseudopod.org/2013/10/18/pseudopod-356-the-night-wire/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">http://pseudopod.org/2013/10/18/pseudopod-356-the-night-wire/</a> It made me very curious about H.F Arnold. As you mentioned, there’s not much out there about him and to confuse matters, his father’s name was also Henry Ferris Arnold. Our guy was Henry Ferris Arnold, Jr. The most info I could dig up was on Find A Grave and Ancestry.com. H.F. Arnold was born Jan 2, 1902 in Galesburg, IL and graduated from Knox College. He moved to Hollywood around 1924/1925 and handled PR for various movie companies during the 1930s, possibly into the early 1940s. In 1942, he enlisted and served in the tank corps, including General Patton's Third Army in France. After he returned to the US, he moved to Laguna Beach and worked as a real estate agent and had an interest in an air-conditioning company. I don’t know if he ever worked as a journalist; I found one blog entry that claimed that. He was married and divorced, with one daughter. He died Dec 16, 1963. It's always strange when someone creates an amazing piece of fiction once or twice and that's it. He could have written all kinds of things that never saw publication. Anyway, you can also see a photo of him at Find A Grave. <a href="https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/3385257/henry-ferris-arnold" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/3385257/henry-ferris-arnold</a> <a href="https://www.ancestry.com/family-tree/person/tree/45050807/person/6456390853/facts" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://www.ancestry.com/family-tree/person/tree/45050807/person/6456390853/facts</a> <a href="https://tellersofweirdtales.blogspot.com/2018/12/hf-arnold-1902-1963.html" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://tellersofweirdtales.blogspot.com/2018/12/hf-arnold-1902-1963.html</a> <a href="http://sepulchralstories.blogspot.com/2014_12_01_archive.html" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">http://sepulchralstories.blogspot.com/2014_12_01_archive.html</a>

Anonymous

Awesome research, Julie! Thanks so much. He looked like a good-looking guy.

Anonymous

Little late to the comments but I have to share! When we learn at the end that the typist has been dead for hours, it struck me that what he may have been recording was the transition of life into death, and the mist is somehow emblematic of the afterlife. The stripping of clothing is leaving worldly things behind and the bodies being consumed by the ethereal doppelgängers is a visualisation of decay. Of course, that all has nothing to do with Xebico and doesn’t have much support in the text but the story is so immersive and really sparked my imagination - great choice and thank you for introducing me to it!

Anonymous

Definitely an excellent story for this time ,Chad shines here with some interesting insight that is some relevant at the moment.The entire World is being dragged across the threshold into a new reality.