<p>"My dear Listener,</p><p>How <em>very</em> kind of you to descend this far.</p><p>You now find yourself seated within the <em><strong>Holiday Crawlspace Theatre</strong></em>, a most intimate venue buried beneath floorboards, frost, and works of great fiction. Tonight's performance is a seasonal selection of unease--carefully unwrapped tales featuring familiar faces in unsettling scenes.</p><p>I shall be your host, <strong>Alistair Crowe</strong>, guiding you between the acts, minding the lights, and ensuring no one leaves before the curtain falls. Now, please, do make yourself comfortable--there is <em><strong>no </strong></em>intermission, and the exits have a habit of moving...</p><p>Warmest regards,</p><p><em><strong>Alistair Crowe</strong></em></p><p>Host, <em>Holiday Crawlspace Theatre"</em></p>