Episode NotesThe Chain of Time by Killian CraneAfter the disappearance of a little girl in the woods by a Middle School another boy is lured into the woods, the house isn't made of gingerbread but the oven is just as dangerous!Music by Ray Mattishttp://raymattispresents.bandcamp.comProduced by Daniel WilderGet Cool Merchandise http://store.weeklyspookySupport us on Patreon http://patreon.com/IncrediblyHandsomeContact Us/Submit a Storytwitter.com/WeeklySpookyfacebook.com/WeeklySpookyWeeklySpooky@gmail.comThis episode sponsored by HenFlix.comFor everything else visit WeeklySpooky.comTranscription:Andrew Leid felt like a freshly poured fountain drink; from his blond curls to his pudgy 12-year-old belly, he absolutely fizzed. He was blind to the children enjoying recess around him on the playground of Pine Hill Middle School. His entire world was a bridge of grass to Claire Ellis.Claire sat in the front corner of his class. Andrew, who would never admit it to anyone, found himself looking at her more often than the white board.She faced away from him, staring into the expansive forest behind the school. She had brown hair held up in a long pony tail by a pink ribbon.He knew he had no business talking to a girl like her, but he decided that morning that he would ask her if she’d like to go to the Gumbo Festival with him. He just couldn’t seem to move his feet.He finessed past several crinkling snack wrappers and drew his brass pocket watch. Flipped open, it showed there was still fifteen minutes of recess.As he tried to put the watch away, the chain went taught and flew from his hand. Bewildered, Andrew turned to see Thomas Daniels. Thomas jiggled the watch, making it glint wildly.“Whatcha doing, chubber?” Thomas asked.Andrew’s fist clenched. “Thomas, please. Just give it back.”“Oh, I will,” Thomas jeered. He swung the watch evenly. “If you can catch me.” Andrew saw Claire still staring into the woods, and then focused on Thomas. Hemade a clumsy lunge, and Thomas pulled it taught, palming the watch then letting it fall free again as if he was walking the dog with a yoyo.“Try again, fatty.”Andrew did, but Thomas still held the watch.“Cut it out, Thomas!”The metal grazed Andrew’s fingers before it was pulled free a third time. Children gathered around to watch the spectacle. Thomas, the circus master, ledAndrew in a wide circle like a prize animal.“Uh uh uh!” he teased.Andrew’s face grew blood red with anger and effort. He charged, head low. Thomasdodged and stuck his foot out to catch Andrew in an embarrassing trap. The crowd roared approval as he thudded to the ground.He struggled to his feet, his heart limping in his chest. He put his hands over his head, fighting the need to puke.“Look at those fat titties!” one kid squealed.Andrew, instantly shamed, covered his chest with his hands.“Who said that?” he squeaked, spinning around, trying not to jostle himself. No oneanswered, they simply pointed and laughed.Thomas spun the pocket watch high above his head, cocking his arm to throw it,when an adult voice cut through the laughs of the children.“What’s going on here?” Miss Minner demanded.The circle fell instantly silent. Her eyes locked onto Thomas.“Office, mister Daniels. Everyone else, back inside. Recess is over.”There was a collective groan as the crowd headed for class. Thomas flung the watchhard into Andrew’s chest.Once the watch was safe, Andrew searched the crowd for Claire. He didn’t see herpink bow anywhere.The tree line, like a storm on the horizon, loomed silent and empty.Ten minutes into class, Claire still wasn’t in her seat in the front corner. When he saw that Miss Minner still hadn’t noticed, Andrew raised his hand.In the five weeks after Claire’s disappearance, Andrew gained twenty pounds.He sat at the dinner table of his mother’s small apartment, watching a man who claimed to be an expert on the occult.The man waved his hands excitedly. “In fact, people back then always kept precious metals on their person. Certain