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""The joy for me is knowing that somebody can have this strange audio experience. They're getting something as good as you get from radio."" - Neil Gaimen Produced by the Sci-Fi Channel and Seeing Ear Theatre - these two plays are adapted for voice by Neil Gaiman from two of his short stories...

Over the past two years, a group of four players had given so much to their role-playing world that it had developed a magic of its own. The creatures, warriors, sorcerers, thieves—all came alive. Now, there is an odd connection between the gamers and their characters, splitting into factions to determine the fate of the Game itself, and both the inside and the outside worlds. One thing is for certain. Hexworld will never be the same.

Ken and Anna settle into their new family life and take an active part in the Celestean royal succession, all while continuing his work to make Eternal Legacy Online a better place. While Ken travels overseas to explore Al’Katrap, the home of the Gnomes, Eleanor finds herself caught between two worlds in her attempt to upload into the game. With the Queendom up for grabs, it’s a cutthroat battle for the throne.

Utterson has sent Mr. Enfield to find out what Hyde was doing at the lab, Meanwhile Mr. Poole and Mr. Guest find that they have been robbed and receive a strange thank-you letter addressed to a man named Mr. Jekyll.

Einladend tanzen die Sonnenstrahlen auf der glänzenden Wasseroberfläche des Sees. Doch wer hineinblickt, ist verloren: Seine Seele wird unwiderruflich in die dunkle Tiefe gerissen...

Andrea wacht auf. Max? Sitzt neben ihr auf dem Bett. Sie hat Fieber. Die Alpenluft wird ihr gut tun. Auf der Alm der Feldwablin kehren die Träume zurück, ein dunkler Gang, mit schwarzen Laken abgehängte Bilder. Bekannte Namen tauchen wieder auf: Graf Clodomir, Jelena. Die goldene Inschrift auf dem alten Grabstein weist den Weg in eine allzu lebendige Vergangenheit. Wer macht nachts Licht im Alten Haus? Und wohin führt die schwere Tür am Ende dieses langen Traums?

Nachts auf der Autobahn. Keine Laternen, nur das Licht weniger Scheinwerfer erhellt die häuserlose Landschaft. Du bist müde, unendlich müde...