Thirteen Days of Halloween Penance, a co production of iHeart three D Audio Blumhouse Television and Grim and Mild from Aaron Nankey Headphones.

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Sh what to do?

What to do?

Oh?

I know that book from the library.

What was it again?

Ugh?

The mirrors should have definitely gone with the other self as an omen of death.

Okay, maybe let's start with a table of contents.

Onto logical unfolding the philosophical analysis of unmanifested potentialities, ether and its peculiarities, an exploration of possible interdimensional mediums.

Why do they have books like this in a prison library?

Okay?

Random page?

Um, yes, I see it now?

Not there not yet?

Ah?

Yes yes.

Here.

Within this hypothetical mirror universe, each individual is purported to have a doppelganger, literally a double walker, an apparition that personifies all the decisions abandoned, the paths untaken, the words left unsaid in our present sphere of existence.

The theory presents a fascinating paradox that whilst our mirror selves are seemingly our reflections, they.

Are in truth being sculpted.

By an entirely different set of experiences and consequences.

This captivating paradox resides at the intersection of exact science and the other worldly, whirling in a maelstrom of ethereal mechanics, psychological analyzes, and philosophical riddles.

While concrete evidence for such a universe and these spectral counterparts remains elusive, the phenomenon has nonetheless inscribed an intriguing image upon the grand stage of the intellect, resonating with provocative questions about identity, reality, and the intrinsic nature of existence itself.

Jesus Carill, don't sneak up on me like that?

And it's Martinez what we might have to try charades here?

Because Hey, where's Grimes?

I thought you too were always you know.

Hell residence of Section C.

We hope you are all enjoying your recreation time.

What the earth?

Remember here at the Pendleton, we live by the motto A healthy body can last forever.

All right, I get it, I get it.

Hey, what do they mean by recreation anyway?

Because I feel like we're getting plenty of steps in here.

I really get the impression that you speak at least some English.

Then where are we going?

What not?

Your what the war?

What the yard?

Wait?

Wait, wait, when you say yard, do you mean outside?

Hey?

No, no, no, no, no, we're still inside, did you.

Okay, so I guess.

We mingle.

Check me, Nope, check me?

Still no, check me, There are no checkmate, soldier.

This is checkers.

Palms together at the heart, and we'll close our practice with the sound of m inhale, and we'll seal it with the prayer of Narcissus.

But what I shall never recognize myself, for if I do, it will be the end of things.

Hell still, hold still?

Nice ink?

How'd you get a tattoo gun in here?

Right?

Yeah, we'll carry on?

Hold on?

Still, thousand fucking people in here, and you can't manage to talk to a single one of them without making a fool of yourself.

You socially, I say, first of all, nice shorts, nice headband.

You know they've never brought me out here before.

Crazy how they call this a yard.

It's all enclosed.

But hey, listen, I was thinking about my case.

I got to reading that book from the library.

See and uh yeah, not now.

Oh remember when I told you about simple pleasures?

Movement is one of them?

Okay, sure, yeah, I understand, kid.

You literally live next door, so just tell me later.

I'm not going anywhere.

Okay, okay, you're right.

But what do I walk?

They say it's the best medicine.

A walk?

Yeah right?

What is that in the middle?

What am I looking at?

The Panopticon?

I'm sorry, that's.

The Panopticon, the all seeing eye in the sky.

Only you can't because you're standing too close.

It towers high above the yard, the cell block everything, and the top is entirely encircled in windows of one way glass.

They can see out, but we can't see in, and so you never really know, know what if anyone's looking?

Did you know there's someone following you?

What?

How did you know?

I see their imperfections almost beautiful if only where do you see?

I don't know if it's the ears and maybe the lips just need a bit of trimming.

This isn't just a vision.

Someone's there and they're real.

Maybe it's your glasses, maybe it's my eyes.

Okay, well, I better be moving on.

I wasn't always like this, you know, I was a doctor, a family man.

It all began with that eye, that damn evil eye, all because my vision had started to fail.

Morning, sweetie, We've got eggs and bacon eat up before this one finishes it all himself.

He's a growing boy, isn't he let him eat?

I'm hulder a cliche, and onto our top story this morning.

We're all resting a little easier today as the Keepsake killer, thirty eight year old Jason Delving has finally been brought to justice.

He was executed by lethal injection at eight fifteen last night, finally closing a dark chapter in this city's history.

So I turn this up.

Delving brutally murdered twelve innocent people, all of whom appear to have been chosen at random.

Each victim was found with a body part removed, leading to Delving's macabre nickname.

Despite detective's discovery of the missing body parts at Delving's residence, we're told he maintained his innocence until.

The Well, that's one last thing to worry about.

Whoever prints these newspapers.

I don't know why the letters have to be so damn small.

Ralph, get your eyes checked.

You've complained about this for months.

Yeah, Dad, take care of it already.

I've gotten by just fine, thank you.

Don't your patients think it's weird when you're an inch from their face.

I'm an E ANDT son.

That's normal.

You've played golf with Arthur Watson for what twenty years?

Give him a call and get it checked out.

Tell you what I'll think about it anyway.

I got a run.

Love you both.

See it tonight.

Bye, Ed, have a good day, sweetie.

Call him?

Damn it?

What now?

Well, at least the mailbox is okay.

Oh no, Ralph, what happened?

It's fine, dear.

Nothing the body shop can't fix.

If that had been a person.

I know, I know.

I'm driving you to the office and after work you are calling doctor Watson.

Do you understand me?

Fine, Doctor Watson speaking evening, Arthur Hope.

I'm not disturbing you at home, Ralph?

Never, what do I owe the pleasure?

Listen?

I'm sorry to talk business at this hour, but I've got a medical question.

I thought you might be able to help me.

With Happy to help what's going on?

You know I've needed readers for a couple of years now, but lately my vision is really declining.

You're not trying to make excuses for that golf handicap of yours, are you?

I'm not sure?

I could even get off the green anymore.

I can hardly read the paper, and my peripheral vision is becoming hard to trust.

I backed into the mailbox today and to tell you the truth, I didn't even see it.

MM.

That does sound serious.

When did this start?

I don't know.

It was gradual at first, but now things seem to be degrading rapidly.

It's bad, I know.

Tell you what.

I could take a look see what's going on.

Maybe lasers would fix it.

Hard to know for sure, but.

We've been doing something experimental in the office lately, and I have to say the results are phenomenal.

People who couldn't see a spotlight in the theater are walking out with near perfect vision.

How is that even possible?

Listen, it's an outpatient procedure.

You'd need a day or two to recover, and then you should be perfect.

Twenty twenty vision are better.

You could be back at work in the same week.

A man your age with the kind immacular degeneration you're describing, I think you'd be an excellent candidate.

Arthur.

That sounds too good to be true.

There is a catch.

This does require a willing donor.

Donor are we talking about a transplant.

Think of it as a cross between stem cell therapy and an organ graft.

The registry has a pretty long waiting period, but maybe I could pull some strings.

So you really think I should do this?

As your friend, I'm telling you this procedure is nothing short of a miracle.

This whole thing feels a little rushed.

You're the one who wanted me to get it taken care of it, I.

Know, but surgery already.

Arthur swears by it, and we got lucky there was a donor available so quickly.

Well, you'll hear from me about it if anything goes.

Are you ready to do this?

Ralph?

It is I'll ever be.

Now I'm going to give you a little gas.

I want you to start counting backwards from one hundred, that old trick.

This is really necessary.

I mean, does anybody even make it pass?

Little round?

What do you mean to me?

But don't don't?

Yes, we've got our own little keep sleep.

Good morning, doctor Stanley.

How are you feeling?

Is that it?

I feel great?

No pain?

But why is everything so dark?

Tell me?

Can you read this?

Yes?

Yes I can?

Is this my bill?

Listen for now?

It couldn't have gone any better.

Just don't take those sunglasses off in the next twenty four hours.

About this time tomorrow, you'll be ready to see the world again.

Nice shades.

This is a good look for you.

I feel a little silly in these things, to be honest.

Better get you home before anyone sees you.

I don't know why it took you so long to do this, but if you wouldn't listen to me, at least you would listen to doctor Watson.

What is that?

What's what?

Honey?

On the side of the road.

That man pull over?

Pull over?

Why damn it, honey, pull over, pull on the wheel.

We have to help him.

What were you thinking?

Are you trying to get us killed?

That man over there?

What man lying in the gutter?

He's bleeding out.

I need to help him.

That's a deer, a dead deer.

Even squinting through the dark glasses, I could see that she was right.

It was a dough and her head had been smashed.

I swear it was a man.

There was so much blood.

You almost killed both of us.

Listen.

Maybe your eyes haven't totally adjusted yet, and things probably don't look altogether normal.

Let's go home and maybe blame this one on the anesthesia still wearing off.

Maybe maybe you're right.

Feeling better this morning?

You know I needed that sleep.

I'll tell you.

It's like somebody wiped all the dust off of my eyes.

Yeah, Dad, how are those new peepers clear as day?

Look at that time?

I better get to the office.

Don't you think you should give it till at least next week?

Arthur said it would be only a day or two.

I'm fine, But how.

Are you gonna get there?

Ralph?

You can't drive?

Really, I'm Ralph, you know, Ralph.

I think I'll take the train today.

You can me off at the station when you take Sam to school.

Train?

Are you sure it's been a while?

It might be interesting to see through new eyes.

Excuse me, I just need to get through.

Please, ma'am sit here.

I insist.

You are too kind.

Something in the atmosphere of that train felt hostile.

Hoping to avoid eye contact, I glanced down at my feet and found blood on my shoe.

What the where did that?

In front of me was a trail of bloody footsteps leading down the aisle back to the bench where the old woman was.

And now she was hunched over like she was struggling to hold herself up, and where her foot had been there was just a bloody stump.

Oh god, everybody clear the aisle.

This this guy's bottom probably drugs.

Look at his eyes.

Take it easy, buddy.

Please, we need to help this.

That woman she was right here.

I know I saw her.

Whatever you say, nutjob, doctor Stanley.

I can't believe you are back, So somebody.

To be back.

Janet, what's first on the agenda.

Mister Osborne's in room two.

He's been waiting a while.

Thank you, Janet.

Right, so we're still having issues with the left ear.

No, it's my left ear right once clear as a bell.

Hmmm.

And the hearing aid's not helping.

I already have a hearing aid, but my wife doesn't seem to think it's helping.

Sounds about right.

Okay, let's take a look.

Chin up, turn this way, m.

Look at that.

You've got some kind of laceration.

What I am as puzzled as you.

What if we just be what do you do with Jesus Christ?

Stop?

Understand?

Sorry?

Good lord?

Why why are you holding a scalpel?

I I thought, no, I just remembered.

I need to leave now, Robert, I'll reschedule mister Osborne.

Doctor Stanley's everything.

Okay, mister Osborne ran out of here like he's You'll.

Be fine, but don't build him for today.

Just call and try to reschedule.

Okay, one more thing, would you call me a car?

You want me to call you and cancel the afternoon of course, Doctor, I'll be in my office.

Doctor Watson speaking Arthur, Ralph, I was about to call your office.

You must have read my mind.

How those eyes.

Doing, Arthur?

I have to say, I'm not sure I'm taking so well to the procedure.

What do you mean my vision seems to be influenced?

Influenced?

How so I keep seeing things?

Well, that's the point, things that aren't there, that shouldn't be there.

I'm not sure I follow.

I mean, I'm seeing visions, violent ones to what.

But that couldn't have anything to do with the procedure, Arthur.

The eye you implanted in me, something in it is not right.

It's it's evil.

There is something you should know.

Okay.

The reason we found a donor so fast I'm listening was.

Because the tissue came from Jason Delving.

The Keepsake killer.

You put tissue from that monster in my body.

Getting donations like that from prisoners, it's standard practice.

But what I'm seeing, these these visions, those are his victims.

What you're saying isn't possible.

You need to undo this.

Do you understand?

Possibly you're going to take that psycho's eye out of my body?

Please?

You're talking like a crazy person.

Of be in your office shortly?

Well, doctor, stand that?

Take me to the office complex off Magnolia Drive building C share it thing?

I know where adds at day going?

All right, I'm just I'm tired, just had an operation.

Need to see my doctor for a checkup.

Ah, yeah, you won't see me going on a.

No knife doctors these days, I mean give you a dose of dope and a great big bill.

It's all they're good for.

I myself am a doctor as well.

Thank you.

Hey, no offense, doc.

I just try to keep myself away from any hospital I can.

You don't see me getting no insurance driving this thing around?

Well, yes, the healthcare industry could be better.

That's the understatement of the century.

I just keep to my usual routes and straight home for me.

Couldn't take the hit if something happened that you know.

And you get these maniacs like the Keepsake Killer running around cutting off all kinds of body parts.

Sometimes excision is the only way to keep a patient alive.

What are you getting on about, Doc?

This guy has been removing body parts after stabbing them to death.

Right here, works, that's his building A twenty five.

Even as the driver turned around for the first time, I saw his face, a rotted out cavern where his nose should be, losing bloody puss all over his mouth and chin.

My god, what's wrong with your face?

Take your money?

You ain't no spring chicken either, Doc?

Hey, what no tip?

Doctor Stanley?

How are you today?

I don't see that you have an appointment?

Where is he?

Doctor Stanley?

Doctor Watson isn't available right now?

What the hell have you done to me?

Well, if you can't burst in like this, you're going to fix this, you hear me.

I need you to calm down.

What were you thinking?

Experimental surgery?

You let that killer loosen?

My mind?

Listen to me, Ralph, matter of what you're saying is possible?

Do you understand maybe this is some side effect from the end.

I know it's possible because it's happening, But I don't know if I can control what I'm starting to feel, these memories, these compulsions.

Scaring me around.

Look I get it, nobody's perfect, Doc.

Sometimes our bodies just need a little fixing, a little modification.

You know, this Keepsake guy, maybe he saw things not as they were, but the way they ought to be.

And you know what they say, Arthur and I for an eye, hope, someone help me.

What are you doing?

Watson's assistant shotted a potted plant across my skull.

Next thing I know, I wake up in this hell hole.

They've got me on something to keep the urges down.

But once in a while, I look around at these people and I can't help but think they're almost perfect.

They just need a little bit of fixing.

You know, there would have been a point in my life where I would have thought you were insane and maybe even scary.

But I just want you to know that, at least in here, you're not that special.

Maybe maybe you're right now if you're finally feeling seen, I'd like to maybe spend a little in my recreation time figuring out all of the fun this place has to offer.

So that's it's them, isn't it.

Hey?

You over here.

It's me.

It's a hey, Grimes.

Uh Krell said you were pouting.

He really missed you today.

I think I might have even seen it's.

Here, Say something, buddy, can't do this song and dance routine all by myself?

Which side of the mirror?

I don't I don't understand what no of it.

It's so simple.

All I have to do is break the glass.

Holy shit, you are short circuiting.

You gave us no choice?

What the fuck was that?

What's happening to him?

They all know I need mind?

They know, they all know.

Nobody wants this.

No one wants this.

Okay, big fellow, Let's get you on your feet.

Nobody can help me but me.

She understands, she can stop it.

We'll take care of her.

Don't you worry.

Let's take care of you first, okay, Grimes.

Never, I'll never be never, hear never again.

I will never ever be alone again?

Never, oh never alone.

None of us are ever alone.

I am not alone.

He is not alone.

She she is definitely never alone.

Why did you do it?

Don't they see what it means?

Never alone?

That was a close one trip?

What the hell happened to him?

We are living in a world where doctors become patients and guards become prisoners.

Are you quoting something?

Depends whether or not you believe this has already happened.

Hey, while you were jogging, did you see a blond woman wandering around in here?

All residents, recreation time has reached its conclusion.

Please return to your habitations.

I repeat, all residents, return to your habitations.

Oh yeahka.

Meeka.

Thirteen Days of Halloween Pennance starring Natalie Morales, Episode seven observation written by Josh Thain, Matthew Riddle, and Alexander Williams.

Editing and sound design by Josh Thain, featuring the voices of Steve B.

Greene, Rapa L.

Corkil, Rachel Rosenbloom, Wayne Bastrup, Miguel Perez, Sonny Bowling, Chris Jy, Alex, Trevor Young, Wilbur Fitzgerald, Laura Shine, Ross, Arena Morgan Brown, Sandra Viadares, Joseph Whipp, Alex Bowling, and Jay Jones.

Directed by Alexander Williams.

Executive producers Aaron Mankey, Noah Feinberg, Chris Dicky, Matt Frederick and Alexander Williams Supervising producers Trevor Young and Josh Thain.

Producers Jesse Funk, Rima Ilkali, Noami, Griffin Mays, and Casby Bias.

Script editing by Lauren Vogelbaum, Story consultants Ben Bolan and Matthew Riddle.

Casting by Sunday Bowling CSA and Meg Mormon CSA.

Production coordinator Wayna Calderon.

Production assistants Jenna Johnson and Winona Lowe.

Theme music by Rose Azerti with vocals by Anna Hummler, recorded at This Is Sound Design Studios in Burbank, California.

Engineered by Ross Aerono.

Special thanks to Romelia Osorio, Nathan Rule, Glen Nishida, and Rob Mosca.

Thirteen Days of Halloween was created by Matt Frederick and Alexander Williams and is a production of iHeart Podcasts, Blumhouse Television, and Grim and Mild from Aaron Makey.

Learn more about the show at Grimandmild dot com slash thirteen Days and find more podcasts from iHeartRadio by visiting the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you listen to your favorite shows.

Happy Halloween,