 You know, thank them. This is your host, getting you welcome to another little jam session behind the squeaking door. We're introducing a new kind of music. It's called Swing and Slay. And believe me, it really stands here. Straight to the gallows. Ha ha ha ha ha. But then, well, you have a friend who wants to join. Why certainly. All he has to do is tear off the top of a clue and send it to the Spooker of Months Club. We'll call for him. Ha ha ha ha. Tonight's Inner Sanctum Mystery, Don't Dance on My Grave, was written by Emil Tepperman and star Charlotte Holland in the role of Julia with Arnold Moss as Stephen. Are you in the mood for a tale of madness and mystery? Hmm. Good. The setting for our story tonight is a great old house, sitting on the crest of a gentle slope where it overlooks the country side. Usually, in the sunlight, it's quaint and beautiful. But now, in the middle of the night, it's shrouded in darkness. There's no light in any window. But in the south bedroom, there, facing the garden, a young woman sleeps unrestfully. Her sleep is disturbed by strange, terrifying dreams. Her name, Julia Martel. She's only been married a year, but the shadow of fear cares not where it falls. Am I sleeping or waking? Is this a dream or reality? How come I can't even talk in my house and see? What's she saying? She could grieve and bury you? No. No, he can't. He can't. Steven the garden. It's my sister-in-law, Caroline. She hates me. Must wake up, I must. Must hide in my dreams. What was it, Dr. Krauss? She used to tell me it's a sanitarium. Old, hateful Dr. Krauss. Steven and Caroline and Dr. Krauss, all I could tell something dreadful. But I can't remember what's the... What's that, Marie? Come into the garden. I can't see them digging. I better wake up, Steven. Steven, Steven, wake up. There's someone in the garden. She's not here. She's not in the bed. She's left me alone in the middle of the night. I said, digging. Someone's still digging in the garden. I've got to see. You know, I'm alone, but I can see them digging in the garden. It's Steven. Steven and his sister, Caroline. Caroline, who hate me. But what are they digging in the garden in the middle of the night? What? No. Long and shallow. A grave. My grave. She'll come for me. Come to get me, put me in my grave. I've got to hide quickly. But it can never find me. Where can I hide? Flatters. No, no, they shouldn't have looked there. In the bed. No, no, no. My head is so tight, so tight. No place to hide. Julia, tell me me. Steven, I'd like to get back in bed. Bed is usually where you sleep at night time. But come, it's almost nine o'clock. Caroline and I had our breakfast hours ago. It's a glorious morning. Where's your dress, have a bit of breakfast, and then we'll take a long walk. A long walk? Oh, Caroline. You're frightened and you're moaning and you're asleep. Another one of those nightly nights? No, no, no, I'm all right. I'll get up. Steven, did anything out of the way happen last night? Why do you ask? Oh, I thought. Yes. Never mind. What were you going to say? It wasn't anything, really. Why are you looking at my shoes? I was just looking at the mud. It was you, must have been out last night. Were you out in the garden last night, Steven? In the garden? Yes. Julia, just what are you driving us? I don't know. I don't know. Steven, I must have been having one of those horrible dreams. Steven, I wonder if I'm really cured. Maybe you brought me home from the sanatorium. So it was another nightmare. Now look here, darling, don't you worry about it. I'm having Dr. Krauss out here this afternoon. Dr. Krauss? Steven, you're not going to send me back. There's nothing to worry about, darling. It's just a routine checkup. Now, suppose you get ready for breakfast. I'll be waiting downstairs. Steven. And whatever's bothering you, don't let it worry you. Just call it a bad dream. Just a bad dream? Was it really, was it really just a bad dream? But I saw them digging the grave last night, and then I fainted. Maybe it wasn't, true. Let me see. I was standing here at the window. You all seem so clear. Where were they digging? Over there, I think, near the oak tree. But I don't see the grave. Maybe they covered it up again. I've got to go down and look. I've got to find out. Nobody in the hall. This thing was back here. It seemed to be the poke in the kitchen. She hates me, too. Oh, it's flying, snooking, reporting to Caroline. That if she flies so thin, she'll be back to work. Carefully, out of the glass. Now, on the side of the garden. Footprint. Footprints in the soft ground of men and women, Steven and Caroline. So they were off here last night. Followed a footprint over here by the oak tree. Yeah, this is where I saw them digging here. Here it is. She grounds them dug up and filled them again to the shape of a grave. It wasn't a dream then. Any of it? OK, one thing's for sure, Your Honor. I didn't hear you come up behind me. Well, it's because you were so busy examining the ground. What were you looking for, Georgia? The ground here, it's been dug up. Oh, it has. The shape of a grave, you know. Yes, it is. Who gave was it to be? And why did you fill it in again? I think you'd better come back into the house, Georgia. No. Now, please come in quietly, Georgia. Caroline and I want to talk. No, let go of my arm. You're hurting me. I'm sorry, Georgia, but you've got to come in with us. No, no, I won't. Let's go with me. You're coming in quietly, Georgia. No, my arm. Now, are you coming? OK. Georgia, go right into the darling when your breakfast is ready. I want my breakfast. You've got to eat something, don't you? I'll sit here. What is it to be? The last meal of the condemned woman? Oh, Julia, darling. What makes you say that? Oh, what's the matter? I thought you loved me, Stephen. I never thought you planned to kill me in cold blood. Julia. Don't pretend, Stephen. I know that Gravehouse there under the oak tree was supposed to be for me. But you must have changed your plans last night. You should have been. Here comes Caroline. Your breakfast will talk a lot of that to me. Good morning, Julia. It's a nice female hot coffee. Golden health. Just the way you like it. Coffee tastes shitter. What are you and prison up to? Why, Julia? Julia has some strange idea that we want to kill her. Oh, no. You know, Stephen, and I love you. Do you? Please, you drink the coffee. You'll feel different after this happened. I brewed it myself. What is wrong with your life? You brewed it? What's the matter with Susie? Why didn't Susie make my breakfast? I heard her in the kitchen before. Well, why don't you answer? Uh, that wasn't Susie. Yes, Julia. I made the breakfast this morning. But we're still tea. Why are you both fucking at me like that? Stephen, what is it? Caroline. Don't you know who Susie is? Hmm. Nothing. Nothing. We buried her there last night. Caroline and I. He agrees. And at your tree, what happened to her? A bolt was cut during the night. Who did it? Don't you know? It's no time to have a panic. Don't try to keep calm, darling. Remember what Dr. Klaus told you. Excitement is best. How can I help it with the both of you? You, Stephen, and you, Caroline, standing there looking at me. It's as if I had touched his throat in the middle of the night. They found one of your dead rooms that was in the hall I tried to see to him. It had blood on it. We'll have to let Dr. Klaus take you back to the sanatorium until you're fully cured. No, no, no, please, please, send me back to Lincoln to rather go to jail, Julia. That's only one thing, darling. What did you do with the knife? What knife? The one you cut through these doors. You can't find it. Where's the knife, Julia? I didn't show her. I didn't. I swear I didn't. Without, Julia, finish that coffee. No, I won't touch it. We must have that knife. Leave me alone. Leave me alone. I'm going to bed. Now come back, Julia. We want that knife. I'm driving mad. You think I cut through these doors, my friend? Oh, excuse me, Sam. If that person was safe, then, uh, put their coat off. I'm from in the park at what? A life. Even corn came down to the one here just a letter of... In my house? A house? A lot of them play. They did it. They did it in my... The knife. I'll show them. Let's see. I feel free to look at this knife. I'll show them. Oh. Thank heaven you're being reasonable, Julia. The South Division has the knife. Yes, I have the knife, Caroline. Don't come any closer. My dear Julia, you must feel like a fear of your friend. Stay where you are, Dr. Krauss. And you too, Caroline, not one of you is coming into this room. Julia, darling, Dr. Krauss has come all the way from the city to talk to you. He thinks he can help you. Help me? By taking me back to that sanitary? My dear, I would do only what is best for you. But first you must give me the knife. I'll kill you! Did the knife cut your hand, Dr. Krauss? I'm so sorry. I warned you not to kill you. Did she hurt you? No, no, Caroline. It's on her scratch. Julia, you must realize that you're not acting for your own good. I'm doing seriously. Serious mental trouble. So proud of you insist on fighting this trouble alone. You're all too anxious to help me, aren't you? Well, I don't want anything from anybody. Just leave me alone. You want to be left alone so you can go back to sleep. I've been sleeping all day. Sleep will not help you, Julia. Your dreams are no longer quiet and peaceful. They're full of violence and terror. You cannot find safety anywhere but with me. I can help you to cure the sickness of your life. Give me the knife. No. Get out! All of you! Go away! Leave me alone! Julia, you've got a little... You've got a little... You've never opened the door to anyone. Julia, open the door, please! My head is too tight. I could only pull it off. I'll put the knife down on the floor. No, I can't do this. Lock the door again, sir. What do we do, Dr. Cross? We can't leave her in here with a knife. Steven, aren't scared. Well, just wait. I think I'll stay here overnight. There's a storm coming up anyway. I do not like driving in the rain. Perhaps in the morning. Steven, will you get the gasoline ready? I'll have to spend the night on a couch and a living room. I won't hurt you, Steven. I don't think any of us will be able to see much tonight. I'll leave you. I'm the wolf. The lamb. The saw. The middle of the night. I'll leave you. I'll stay in the storm for that night. I'll stay on the floor. I'll take it along. Shit! I'm not a slave yet. With fresh blood. You know what, Dr. Cross? No one could have gotten in. I must have opened the door, gone off. I've got to find out. I'll take the knife along. Steven said he'd be sleeping on the couch. In the living room double. Down the stairs, by the end of the mirror wall. I'll stay in the storm for that night. I'll stay on the couch. It's a life in heaven. It's Caroline. I'll cross the hall. I'll take the door carefully. She is. She's alive too. I'll come over there. Shut it again! Shut the door this time! Julia, did you hear us? Did you do it in your sleep? There was fresh blood on the blatant. My door was locked. The key was in the lock. Nobody could have gotten it. I must have killed them then, gone back and locked the door. All in my sleep. Oh, Jesus. She gave up the knife this time. Just a minute. Caroline. Your shoes, Caroline. They're full of mud in your socks. They're soaking wet. Oh, that. I heard the garage door bang in the wind. They kept me awake, so I dressed them without clothes on. The storm caught me on the way back. I see. I was almost positive I'd locked those garage doors. She isn't lying. What do you mean? I saw you in bed just a minute ago under the blanket. Why did you get into bed fully dressed with wet shoes and socks? Oh, dear, your imagination must be running wild. Excuse me. Please, please, believe me. I saw her in bed under the blanket. She was pretending to be asleep. Judith, I... I don't know what to believe. You've been doing the same thing lately. I'm asking you to believe that it was Caroline who killed Dr. Carl. It's not a lie. But how? Well, don't you see, Susan? She did go out of the house, but not to close the garage door. She must have got the ladders from the garage and chased her against my window. Then she climbed into my room while I was asleep with the knife. She killed Dr. Carl, then climbed back and left the knife, and then the storm started and she got her feet wet. It would have been all right if I hadn't been awakened by the thunder and found the bloody knife. But it's less than a time to run this. And when she heard me in the horse, she slipped under the blanket and pretended to be asleep. A very pretty theory, my dear Julia, except that you didn't see me in bed. But we could prove that very easily. What? I said we could prove very easily whether or not you were in bed by looking at your bed, Caroline. If Julia really did see you in bed, then the sheets and the blanket would be wet and mud-scented. Susan! Shall we go and look? Never mind. I did it. I killed Carl. She did kill Susie, too, when he tried to ruin it on me. Even I did it for your sake. I had to bring you the assessor somehow. You never should have married this woman. And all the things that I thought about Julia, they're all untrue. You had no right to bring her into this house. You're the one who's been seen. I was insane to think I could change Stephen's mind. That was the mistake I made, Julia. I should have killed you first. But it isn't too late. I've got the night and I'll do it now. Stop that, Caroline! Go on, my rich! Stop that! Please, Caroline! I'm going to kill her back here, Julia! Right under her heart. Rest your hand there, short as I am. The nightmare is over. But I'm going to miss Caroline. You know, she was a pretty keen customer of that, Caroline. Nothing dull about her. In fact, I'd say she was the knife of a party. The only trouble was she didn't know when to stop. Good night. Pleasant dream. This is the United States Armed Forces Radio Service, The Voice of Information and Education.