The Prepper Broadcasting Network - The Shadow 043 - Island Of The Devil

Episode Date: June 26, 2026

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student of science, and master of other people's minds. Using advanced methods that may ultimately become available to all law enforcement agencies, Cranston is known to criminals and evildoers as the shadow, never seen, only heard. as haunting to superstitious minds, as a ghost, as inevitable, as a guilty conscience. Cranston's friend and companion, the lovely Marble Lane, is the only person who knows to whom the unseen voice belonged. Today's story, Island of the Devil. Is he really dead?

Do you think I have eyes like an owl? Who can see down in that tree's cell? Every morning, I throw down some food as the regulation. orders me and that's all I know me I do not like to go down there they say the rats are as large as dog I just chalk chalk talk talk all the same like an old woman is this work for a man a jailer on the island royal oh you are an old woman come who's up the lantern so I can see where I am going damn so cold and let's the lantern eye tell you that's a filthy hole in the ground the pig could not live

here let alone a man oh stop talking I tell you if he's The bed is her. Watch where you're saying. Oh, dear. Water over the floor. How could I live in this damp and cold and dark for so long? Answer me, dumb. No answer.

This guy's the other bad prisoners who brought your escape. I put the bread and water on the shelf. On where? It is gone. You forget? The rats? Oh, you didn't. Ah, who wants to think?

Here. It is the jelly? This is the only. This is the one? Open it. This is here. All right, all right. Find the key

When you have John Bart Come and back Mr. Oh, he'll bring Oh, pick off a lock Rustic No dear

Even if the man lives He must be Come on Let us get out of here No, wait Turn the help And I say let us get out of here He will tell the commander

The man is dead No I will have a look inside If he is dead I won't know it He has been 20 years On this side, and in those 20 years, they tell me it's spoken only one word. A woman's name.

We, Madame Rone, I've heard him curse the name a thousand times. Oh, that's a letter. Look! Ah, I was right. He is dead. No, look. It moved. No.

He's getting up. Come, Dota. Run! The devil himself! Run! Look! He did I... He's trying to escape.

Madame Madame Rene Madame Madame Madame Rene Madame

More coffee Oh, oh thank you, Mr. Franson It was very kind of you to take me along on your beautiful ship Is it not Truman, Delance? Not at all, after enough interesting people in this world

Vermont has a good chance to recognize one when he meets her Well spoken, Margot You are both too kind to an old woman. There I was, bored to death in a runner. Praying for excitement, and then you two come along. And you chose friends in introduction, and here I am on your beautiful ship. Drawing closer and closer to the island of the devil.

It is the island full of the devils. Why don't you say that, Madam Renee? They're criminals, true enough, with a human being. They're suffering far from their homes and friends. I'm afraid you are both to say that. I'm afraid you are both too sentimental, my friend. Far too sentimental. Oh, on the contrary, Madam Renee,

I certainly would be the last person in the world to hold a brief or habitual criminals. Yet at the same time, I can't help but feel sorry for those men and them to live in that hellhole. Don't you agree with that, Madam Renee? I repeat, Mr. Cranston, you are far too sentimental. For my part, whoever goes to the island of the devil,

can stay there and rocked. Come on. Well, what is it, jailer? Come closer. Vondik number 377. You asked to see him. 300. Oh, yes, Jean-Bart.

He can walk? Yes, he can walk. The devil bred a tough one. Well, don't stand there. Bring him in. Yes, commandant. John Bars, come in here. Come in.

Come in, Jean-Bart. Closer. Oh, Jean-Barre, you're still alive, huh? You know, if it was not for your eyes, I would think I was looking at a dead man. Well, have you nothing to say? Madame René. Madame Renée. Madame Renée.

For the ten years I've been coming down to this hellhole, and for the ten years my predecessor was here, early here from you is Madame Renée, Madame Renée. Have you no other words? Madame Renée. Madem. Him, they want to pardon. Pardon?

You spoke. Pardon. You said pardon. I heard you. You said pardon for me? Stand back, I said. But you said pardon. But you said pardon.

Yes, yes. They said pardon. It is on its way. On its way? Devil knows why they gave it to you. They knew that travel you caused me. Well, I did nothing. Oh, no, certainly not.

All of this island, royal Saint-Rourcithes, they are full of innocent and thought of you good men who have done nothing. My pardon. Yes, yes, you will get your pardon. They bring from the mainland. When you get it, go ahead, John there. Madame Renee,

I'm coming back for you, Madame Reilly. Madame Reilly Madame Reyn was feeling patient. Of course I am in the Zillane. How much longer is the boat going to stay in this terrible nabre? Just a few minutes longer. The man said he be back as soon as he...

Oh, there he is now coming up to side. That man. Who is that man with Mr. Francis? That's a surprise. Oh, Margot. Hello. Margo?

I want you to meet Mr. Randall. Mr. Randall? Delighted. I'm sir. And, Madam Reney, this is Mr. Randall. Mr. Constance. What is this surprise? Miss Lane was saying...

Yes, Le Mans. Tell Madame René about it. Really? Mr. Constan. The surprise is just this. We're actually going to be able to land on the island. What? How is that?

You said permission could not be secure. The permission is right with me, Madame Renée. In the person of Mr. Randall here. And how is that? Suppose you tell him, Mr. Randall? We're hardly very happy to. You see, madam, I'm affiliated with the council at Vienna. My friend, Mr. Franson, while at the head,

that he was stopping off the mainland before going on to the island. I was very pleased to be able to tell him that since I had a fit for business on the island, if he was to do me the service of taking me there from the mainland, I'd be very, would be able to make a arrangement for your lad. Oh, isn't that thrilling, Madam, Renee? We'll actually be able to see the prison. And I'm sure both of you will find the experience. doubly thrilling when you discover mr randall's official business he's bringing a pardon to one of the

prisoners man apparently wrongfully convicted who's been buried alive in that place for 20 years oh lambs how wonderful how can that be how good get some water to him no no oh i'm sorry i'm christ now i'm a poor cellar you're not a doll you're not at all getting quite rough. Monsieur Randol, if you would be so kind as to have caught me around to death. I'd be delighted. We'll be back at a moment, my friend. And don't over-exert yourself, madam.

I think tomorrow when I'll go below. See you later. Right you are, France. My arm, madam, lady? You are too kind, Monsieur Randolph. Shall we go off? Yes, some place where we will be quite away from everyone. To see, I want to talk with me.

So, let me stand here by the way, Mr. Randall. Just as you say, Madam Miss. Oh, you go with us to this island on the mission of Murphy, Mr. Yes, a very pleasant mission, I assure you. Yes, pardon. May I ask who it before? Yes, but a man by the name of John Bart. John Bart?

My niece. You say you know the man? Is that so strange to you? Yes, brother. I know the name well, monsieur. If father, monsieur, it is in your pocket? Yes, of course. But really, what is this all about?

What is your interest in Mr. John Boss? Come close, monsieur, and I will tell you my interest. Yes? My interest in his John Box is so great that you die! That knife! What I'm! If you can! The founder!

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Oh, no, Lamont, it can't be true. It can. You know the truth as well as I do, Margo. We've searched this ship from stem to stern He's not on board But how could it have happened That's the truth that I can't answer Morrow But perhaps the shadow can But what can the shadow do

Madam Reney is below deck sleeping quite calmly But what is she to do with her? Perhaps nothing Morrow Perhaps everything When we discovered that Rander was missing She alone was calm, unconcerned Yes, even a muse I think it's time

the shadow paid a visit on Madame Reney. Madam Reney, wake up. Yes, yes, wake up. Come, Madam Mrenne, wake up. Who spoke? Someone spoke. Come on in my room. Who is it?

I have questions to ask you, Madam Rene. Oh, there you come into my room. Light, I will make a light and see. No one. No one here. I am close to you, Madame René. The boy, close to me. I see you one. I will it so.

You? Where are you? I am here in this room. I cloud your mind so you cannot see me. But you, you saw a man die, and yet you did not help him. I saw a man die. In the sea. And you did not raise your voice. You did let Randall die. But why?

Why did you do it, Madame Reney? No, I won't answer you. Just the boy. Madam Reney. Come looking to me. Tell me why. You've got to tell me why, Madame Reney. Tell me why, Madame Reney?

Tell me why, Madame Reney? Why did you tell Rens? He had to. He was going to let Zumbar to free. John Bars! He must walk there! Lost there on the island of the devil! Where?

Where are you now? Welcome, Mr. French, sir. The wireless from the mainland, they turn you expect to arrive. But your hours late. I'm sorry, Commandant. The delay was caused by death. Death? What do you mean, Mr. Grantzor?

Mr. Randall of the legation was lost at sea. Oh, dear. He set the water for hours. Gone. But how? All that in good time, commandant. But first, have you a prisoner on this island by the name of John Bart? Jean Barth?

What does John Barth? He is a prisoner here? Yes, he is. Publson. Fuller with Frank's at case. Thank heaven. I was soon to read of him. Rid of him?

How? Well, let's communique. I spoke of the power. for this man. So that was it. What is... I want to see this man, John Bart. But, Mr. This is irregular.

What had you to do with him? The man who drowned at sea carried in his pocket? The pardon for John Bart. What? And I have an idea that the murderer is on board my yacht. M. And I'm going to change that theory into a certainty at once. Take me to John Bart.

Come John Bart. The Commeran what... Comedda? Commander! He turned! Come on. Faster. Faster, man.

Can't you rule faster? You are most temptation, Jambar. I must get away this time. You say my pardon was denied it. It was, Jean-Bard. But you will escape. Leave it to old Cousier. Oh, I've tried for so many times.

But never with the clever Cousier to help you now, did you? Huh? The oldest god on the island and the cleverest. Oh, a ship. Yes, Jambah. A very nice yet, anchored and waiting. Yes, but who? Who?

Friends, friends. Oh, no. No, I have no friends. Well, they were friends enough to send word that your pardon had been denied. Friends enough to send a sailor to me with a bag of gold so heavy that I... I forgot my duty and I. Well, yeah, John Barre. The sailor told me a rope ladder.

would be down the side of. Here, here, yes, there it is. No, no, we drift in close. Now, grab the ladder, your boss. Yes, but I don't know who. I mean, I... Who'll grab the ladder and climb? There's no pardon for you.

You want to be buried under the ground again? No, no, no. And grab the ladder and climb. You have strength enough for that. When you get on deck, a sailor would be there. to take you to your friends. I'm aboard. Oh, yes, yes, I will.

I am a bit weary, see, but I... You think you're free now, John Rod, huh? God bless you, Cochay. No, bless the gold, you're... Your prince. Oh, dark in here. But I am free. I am free.

Stop the door, doing dark. Well, who spoke? So dark, I can't see you. I arrange your head. Oh, my friend. You, whoever you are, you help me. Yes, of course. So I, I am so very weary.

If you could forgive me, I would like to sit down. Very, the chair right next to you. Oh, oh yes, my eyes, you know, it is dark in here, isn't it? Oh, I'm not very strong, you know. Oh, I hear you close and lock the door. You hear old, sir, John Bar? Oh, yes, I... That's your voice, I...

I've heard it before. How does it feel to be old, Jean-Bast? Who are you? Who are you? Like, and you will see. Now, you are old, too, Jean-Batt. Madame Renée! Madame Renée! Oh, I advise you to speak as you are.

It's gone in my hand is quite a real one. Madame Renée! You have not forgotten my name. How is nothing? For twenty years, that name of yours has burned in my head. For twenty-one years! No, I am more than in my name. I swore to kill you, every day, every hour I saw.

And I saw something, too, remember? It'll make you as old as you call me that day 20 years ago. Remember you were, Zonbath? Oh, I thought to make you old. Make you all as you call me, and I have made you all. For 20 years, I've had every year of your life. I'm going to kill you. Remember, Jean Vaz?

It was the war. I accused you at this time. You didn't have a chance against my influence. Did you? No. I did it, Don Bart. I did it. Now you're so weak and all,

all you can do is to kick their wife's with anger. But that won't help you. Because I didn't bring you here just to talk to you. I brought you here for my final revenge. To kill you.

You brought me here. Yes, a bullet threw your head in a state prisoner. They'll thank me for killing you. You hear from Barbados. Thanks me for killing you. No, Madame Renee. A voice you've heard before.

A voice. You wanted to walk me for my sleep. No! There is no voice. Just imagination. You hear me, John Pott? Yes. Yes, I hear the voice.

Who lie! There is no one here but you and I. Stand up so much. Stand up so I can see you fall when the bullet hits you. No, Madame Renee. Good out of my heart. She will not heart. you, John Bart.

But who... Who are you? To her, a voice of conscience. To you, a friend. No, no. I...

I have no friend. But pardon. They said it was coming to me, and they fooled me. They did not fool you, John Bart. There was a pardon. It never reached you

because Madame Rene did not want her to reach you. She murdered the man who was bringing it to you. Madame Reney, you were doing. Yes, yes, I killed him. And I'm going to kill you now,

somehow. I want you, Madame Rene. Not another step closer to him. Oh, so with her money. He railroded me to a prison cell and then to that island. And now, so I'm old. As old as I called her. And I haven't even got the strength for my revenge.

But I've got the strength for mine. The gun, the colds of your threats. Yes, you voice in the shadows. I had a gun in my dress. Yes, indeed. No, it's dead Look, dead And I've had my revenge

I'm still alive And you're dead, Johnbaugh! You're dead! What are you going to do now, Boyce? Don't move. But he's dead, look at him, he's dead! I've failed him in life, Madame Renée,

but I will not fail him in death. I'll stay close by you, talking, talking to you until you can stand it no longer. No! I'll get out of here. No, I will always follow you. I'll tell you of your crime of torture and murder of a living being.

Stop! Get away from you, I will! I will! I will! This ship, no, the world is too small for you to escape. My voice, close to you. I'll get away from you. I won't speak it to you.

I won't speak to you. And I'll stay close to you forever, Madam Renee. I'll be the voice of John Bart calling you. No! I'll get away from you! Away from you! Perhaps John Bart, I didn't fail you.

Your life, And hers were both founded on hate. You both have been dead. What you did not have in life. Story copyrighted by the Shadow Magazine. All the characters and all the places named are fictitious. And this similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The Shadow Magazine is now on sale at your local newsstand.