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Monstrously mischievous masters Raymond Edward Johnson and Paul McGrath lead you through the creaking door for three hours of twists and turns - and we're not just talking about the knots you'll find in your stomach. Radio rogues Jackson Beck, Agnes Moorehead, and more are frighteningly fabulous in these six wickedly suspenseful stories. Murder is on everyone's mind, but their characters have heart...someone else's that is...clutched in their cruel hands.

Linda Dixon is driving north in to the mountains in her six year old car that has motor troubles. She is already feeling a little nervous when she hears a siren in the distance. She knows that the State Prison is in the vicinity and turns on the radio to hear the message that motorists are warned to be on the lookout for Lee Hartley who has escaped from the death cell at state prison at 9:15 p.m. He is five-foot-ten with dark hair and is a confirmed killer who is believed to be armed and would rather kill than eat.

A man kills a chemist for his formula for immortality, but it doesn't quite work out that way.

Raymond is the host with the most…skeletons in the closet, that is. Welcome to the Inner Sanctum. Raymond Edward Johnson and Paul McGrath will be your playfully pernicious presenters, introducing eerie tales of scheming spouses and their deadly demands. It can be murder when brutal better halves take "'til death do us part" as a challenge. What does it sound like when a heart breaks? Maybe it sounds like Raymond's door…creaking like the opening of a long sealed casket, scraping like the chains of a prisoner on the dungeon floor...

Taking its name from a popular series of mystery novels, Inner Sanctum Mystery debuted over NBC's Blue Network in January 1941. Inner Sanctum Mystery featured one of the most memorable and atmospheric openings in radio history: an organist hit a dissonant chord, a doorknob turned and the famous "creaking door" slowly began to open. Every week, Inner Sanctum Mystery told stories of ghosts, murderers and lunatics. Produced in New York, the cast usually consisted of veteran radio actors.

"Edge of Death" tells the tale of the night when Satan played a game of murder along a deserted strip of Manhattan waterfront. For his sport, he chose two friends, for his victim a woman and the weapon he suggested he had long ago placed in the hands of another murderer, Rasputin.

A man is forced to share a lifeboat with a composer who keeps humming a maddening tune. This is the story of a simple melody, and of a killer. A killer, who, as the story opens, is fighting desperately, alone, against a raging storm off the coast of Maine. The lifeboat that he is in is half pounded, and the man's rowing does little good....

A man finds his face changed, a grave with his name on it, and his wife married to another man. Not far from the waterfront in a gloomy shack where death hovers near a man stirs uneasily on a bloodstained cot. As he struggles for the last breathe of life, his tortured mind forces words to his lips.... He wants this nightmare to end, long before that day he was hurt on the train.

In the dim light of a misty old art gallery, an art connoisseur by the name of Mr. Mason purchases a somber old portrait: a portrait with a history of death...for the artist...for the model...and for all those who own it!

A honeymooning couple witness a murder and start on a night of horror as the killer chases them.

An inept couple murder for profit, and then run when the net closes in on them.

A good story about a cop who discovers that he's living in the same building with a homicidal maniac.

A strange woman who foretells the future and can't be killed foretells a hanging death for a beautiful girl. The door was open and Karen Marley walked in to the strangest apartment she’d ever seen. A sweet sickening odour overwhelmed her as she looked around. It was rare incense burning in a hollow skull stood on the mantelpiece. She looked closely; the skull was human. She felt someone’s eyes upon her, staring watching every move she made....