Tonight, be not afraid, this is but a gentle whisper in your ear.

Tonight, you never know what’ll make an old man cry.

Tonight, gun ports, charging ports, and any port in a storm.

Tonight, mo’ Mulligan, mo’ problems.

Tonight: Escalation.

Tonight, Bunny, the Coffin, loiters with a god-like being.

Join the Chrononauts as they celebrate the holidays in the traditional American fashion.

In which Skinner Co. gets invited to Da Club

In which Skinner Co. is in league with the devil

In which Skinner Co. seeks out a particular flavour

In which Skinner Co. scratches a particular itch

Alrighty then.

In which Skinner Co. encounters the devil they know

In which Skinner Co. can't find 10 things they hate about the view.

In which Skinner Co. is on the lookout for the ghost of Bill Murray

In which Skinner Co. enters another haunted house

In which Skinner Co. is haunted by the Dubyah Dubyah Two.

Tonight, a new friend brings a fresh perspective on an old enemy.

In which Skinner Co. dodges carnies.

In which Skinner Co. returns to too-familiar territory

In which Skinner Co. discovers it's raining men.

In which Skinner Co. knocks on wood during an Irish ghost story

In which Skinner Co. starts unexpectedly strong

There is more to be told of Tekimak, and we may return at some future date, but, as the dog days of summer slip away, let us for now close Bill’s notes with one final tale.

Not long after his arrival, Bill was told of a small cabin residing in a forest clearing a half-day’s walk - if you knew the way - north of town.

He’s getting to be an old man now, but perhaps you will have the opportunity to meet him during your stay.

Bill, born and raised in the city, found the insect population of Tekimak to be ever-present: His notes are dotted with complaints about the mosquitoes, and at least one evening around a fire was cut short by a swarm of horse flies, yet it is the folklore surrounding spiders where Bill found his own personal experience most diverged from the local understanding.

Bill’s scrawls refer to The Night Owl as a cousin of The Confused Stranger, likely due to some of the legends’ shared traits.

One warm spring evening, a man named Hezen was sneaking a cup of corn whiskey...

The story goes that there once was a town residing on the northern shore of Lake Tekiming, the hamlet of Tekimak.

Tonight: One good turn deserves another.

Tonight, an unexpected voice.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith, former private investigator, walks with death.

In which Jurd nearly gets in the  fist fight in the parking lot of the local liqour store.

Is this a true story? Mostly no, but also yes.

Tonight, the Coffin makes a new friend and encounters a familiar face.

Tonight, Bunny Davis, the Coffin, considers answers in search of the right question.

Tonight, we hear a tale of holiday fear.

The Chrononauts travel back to take in the very first animated Christmas special.

Tonight - as cultists prepare to end her with a rocket - Bunny Davis, the last woman to hold the title of Coffin, considers the nature of containment.

Tonight, someone discovers they were right all along.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith, private investigator, finds a new mystery along the apocalyptic roadside.

In which Skinner Co. ends the year on a classic

In which Skinner Co. revists the House of Usher - but at what (Vincent) Price!?

In which Skinner Co. watches the zombie genre rise again

In which Skinner Co. enjoys a new take on an old tale

In which Skinner Co. take a chance on a short dance

In which Skinner Co. get a little haunted

In which Skinner Co. ain't entirely feline it.

In which Skinner Co. maligns Malignant

In which Skinner Co. falls for another Mike Flanagan project

In which Skinner Co. has a surprise encounter

In which Skinner Co. returns to an old love

In which Skinner Co. gets the references already

In which Skinner Co. bumps into the ghost of Gene Roddenberry

Tonight: A new name, but the same old problems.

In which Skinner Co. has questions for Bing.

In which Skinner Co. again encounters tape heads

In which Skinner Co. remains mum

In which Skinner Co. is down to Boogey

In which Skinner Co. gets gooey.

In which Skinner Co. converses with dead Australians

In which HOLY #$%^, IT'S THE MAN-THING.

In which Skinner Co. eagerly awaits the sequel, Smize.

Your friends till the end are back for another round of toying with your emotions.

Tonight, more problematic returns.

Tonight, it’s time for peer reviews amongst the living and the dead.

Tonight, we come to a dead start.

Tonight, we come to a dead stop.

Tonight, being chased down the highway by a magically-driven bipedal inferno becomes a problem for our captive cultist.

Tonight, we find ourselves headed east on a western highway.

Tonight, we take quite a leap.

Tonight, there comes a tapping, as if someone rapping, rapping at Bunny’s apartment door.

Join the Chrononauts as they make a terrible birthday mistake.

Tonight, after years of largely living alone, Bunny’s apartment suddenly becomes quite crowded.

Tonight, having escaped the endless combat and feasting of Blackhall’s Valhalla, Ruby returns to a world where she’s long been a stranger.

Tonight, there will be trouble.

Tonight, whispered indications of how much has changed, and shouted indications of how much has not.

Tonight: Is Jurd creating new characters when we’re supposed to be closing out the universe’s plot arc? What’s the deal with this cultist, Gary? And where the hell is Mulligan?

Tonight, we find ourselves in a small town with big problems.

Tonight, the last human discovers the magic was not inside him all along, but instead inside the infected population of a remote planet at the edge of known space.

Join the Chrononauts as they undertake a study of the theology of Whoville.

Tonight, as is tradition, though delayed slightly by the ‘vid monster, we present our Halloween episode.

Thrills and chills.

Sibling die-valry.

A selection of images, some elusive, others imprinted indelibly on the brain.

At the gates.

I want to play a movie.

Join the Chrononauts as they take in some ghost stories during war time.

Wake up, sheeple.

It connected.

Even quieter.

Heck yeah.

Rez'ing the zombie genre.

Yer Mum.

Making ourselves at home in a haunted house.

Flying the unfriendly skies.

But have you ever seen them in the same room together?

Clancy Brown dispenses some tales of terror.

We hear the call.