And the We played a terrible trick on our dearest companions the race of wolves once, masking her smell with the hide

of freshly slain deer moving under cover of shadow quickly, sightly, while the greatest of them hunted food for their family, we crept to their lair and stole

away their newborn children, before they had even learned to howl the alarm,

we raised them, not as equals, but as slaves.

We taught them not to fear us, not to hunt us, but to love us. For these broken offspring,

we became as gods. The wolves did not forget. They do not forgive. Instead in

revenge, the wolves worked the magic of their own.

Previously, our guides through the spirit lands. Now they bar our access to the shadow,

cleaving us from our spirit selves, jailers betraying their betrayers, delighting

in our slow descent to madness. Still, once a year, for a price of their choosing, we are allowed passage to the twilight world during the twilight time from the harvest moon to all

hallows eve a ritual as old as our treachery the season of the wolf. We mark this unholy bargain with eight separate

brand new spooked episodes, eight separate journeys into the void, eight separate reminders of what we lost.

Magical, monstrous, mystical, spooked season of the wolf, episode one.

Step. season of the Wolf episode one.

Stay two. Thank you. I've avoided it for a long time for years but finally one chilly Saturday, hoodie clutched tight over my head. I take the ferry.

Over the water to this fortress-like building set against the San Francisco Bay.

Alcatraz Prison, commanding its own island.

Once the flagship prison of the federal incarceration system now decommissioned, empty.

And stepping off the boat, my guide Mary, she leaves me past the plaque, past the three foot thick concrete walls into shadow.

Up this metal staircase, through the imagined screams of thousands of angry men past one tier then to another

until finally return.

Turn again. Walk past lines of iron bars where she directs me into this tiny, tiny cell that I do not wish to enter.

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