164 - The Faceless Old Woman (Live)

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Speaker 1 two feet from the street

Speaker 1 with the radio down.

Speaker 1 Don't turn it off for me.

Speaker 3 I'm really excited.

Speaker 3 We wrote this script recently coming up in this last performance for tonight. And I got real excited for writing it because we hadn't written

Speaker 3 to do a live show full length in a new voice.

Speaker 3 And it was a lot of fun to do.

Speaker 4 Yeah, so tonight we are presenting the first Welcome Tonight Phil show that is entirely from the point of view of someone who is not Cecil.

Speaker 4 This is the time when the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home gets to step out from her secret place in your home

Speaker 5 and

Speaker 4 tell you a little bit about herself.

Speaker 3 One of my favorite things about writing the faceless old woman stuff is because the way Joseph and I work is that we'll write episodes or write parts of episodes and then pass it to the other and that person will sometimes have questions, but oftentimes just like maybe add something to it.

Speaker 3 So a lot of times it's either when I get stuff back from Joseph and I don't know if he feels the same way getting stuff back from me, it's with a faceless old woman script, it was always either something really hilarious or something really upsetting.

Speaker 1 And I really, I really love that a lot.

Speaker 4 This is maybe the most upsetting thing we've ever written.

Speaker 5 I hope you guys enjoy it. Have fun.
Good night.

Speaker 3 I guess we should start. start

Speaker 4 that show we talked about.

Speaker 3 Let's do it. You guys, let's welcome to the stage

Speaker 5 your friend and ours, Mara Wilson.

Speaker 5 I am the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home.

Speaker 5 Hello.

Speaker 5 You don't know me. But I know you.

Speaker 5 I know you very well.

Speaker 5 I've been going through your medicine cabinet. You take too much Advil.

Speaker 5 Do you realize how hard that is on your digestion?

Speaker 5 I know a couple gel caps and a glass of water before bed can alleviate a morning hangover, but it also puts you in a bad mood because you don't get good sleep with all that extra stress you put on your guts.

Speaker 5 Know what's a better hangover cure?

Speaker 5 Not drinking like it's the last day of community college.

Speaker 5 I replaced your vodka with Clear Windex

Speaker 5 and your Advil with Ipacac.

Speaker 5 This won't help your hangovers, but it certainly will be more entertaining for me.

Speaker 5 I don't sleep, so I need better late-night entertainment than Netflix. I've already watched every episode of Money Heist and Criminal Man and Planet Documentary.
I have to spice it up a little bit.

Speaker 5 Which reminds me.

Speaker 5 Sorry about the tarantula incident last week. And here, I'm speaking specifically to you.

Speaker 5 Tony. Yes, you.
In the shirt.

Speaker 5 The one hoping I'm not talking about you.

Speaker 5 I'm not sorry you woke up with the tarantula covering your face. Nor that it bit you, causing your eyelids to swell up like kinder eggs filled with currulent discharge instead of toys.

Speaker 5 I am sorry that I forgot to turn the flash off on my camera, which alarmed both you and the spider, and I never got a good photo.

Speaker 5 I've been building up my portfolio for an art exhibit I call Grows Things on a Sleeping Tony.

Speaker 5 It's going up June 1st, exclusively in your living room.

Speaker 5 I've already got an open-mouthed centipede bouquet framed. You're gonna find this show absolutely terrific.

Speaker 5 Wait, no, not terrific. What's the word?

Speaker 1 Terrifying.

Speaker 5 Tony, you're one of my favorites in Night Vale. I know you hate your direct marketing job, selling high-interest credit cards to 20-somethings, but the benefits are great.

Speaker 5 You have health care, a 401k, and you get to take advantage of people less fortunate than you. Everything is its own reward.

Speaker 5 But I've read your poetry. You love poetry.

Speaker 5 To be fair, there isn't a big job market for poets, but you need to explore what makes you happy. I tattooed one of my favorite lines of poetry on you last month.
It's by Mary Oliver.

Speaker 5 Instructions for living a life.

Speaker 5 Close your eyes. Be scared.
Good luck.

Speaker 5 And then I drew a little butterfly next to the words. I'm not the best artist, though, so it kind of looks like a radish or a sarcoma.

Speaker 5 Doesn't matter, you still haven't noticed. It's just right below your right shoulder blade.
Don't try to find it now.

Speaker 5 It's still healing, and given that I used the metal rod from that fandue set in your closet as the needle, it's possible it's infected. Better to leave it alone.
Tony, look at me.

Speaker 5 Imagine where my eyes would be.

Speaker 5 You have a lot to work through. I'm here to help you, I really am.
I'll prove it by giving you some advice. If a venomous arthropod is on your face, don't scream.

Speaker 5 Anyway, it's not you, Tony, who's bothering me. It's the new people.

Speaker 5 They are elderly, like me. And they just moved into a house in the center of Nightvale.

Speaker 5 Or maybe this is decades from now. Time is a little hazy for me.
I had never been in this house, nor noticed it before they moved in. It's a one-bedroom, and there are three of them.

Speaker 5 I thought polyamory, but they have three separate beds, and they never speak to each other, rarely look at each other,

Speaker 5 and never leave the home.

Speaker 5 The first night I secretly lived in their home, I realized they never slept either. They brush their teeth, put on pajamas, and get into bed.

Speaker 5 But they all lie there, eyes open, through silent hours of darkness. I tried whispering to them, but got no response.

Speaker 5 Usually when I reveal myself in the dark, I get the thrill of witnessing horror dawn across a person's distorted mouth and bulging eyes as they see my faceless face pressed up against their own.

Speaker 5 One of the best parts of visiting new residents.

Speaker 5 But not these three.

Speaker 5 For once, I'm the frightened one.

Speaker 5 Speaking of frightening, did you get your taxes finixed on time, Alex? You, you're Alex. You with the shoes.

Speaker 5 I had to file for an extension.

Speaker 5 I don't owe any money because I have no income, but I'm over 200 years old, never got a social security number, have no permanent address, and I wasn't born in this country. It's a lot of paperwork.

Speaker 5 And Alex, you know your Wi-Fi is terrible, and I was having a hard time downloading the forms I needed, so so I just wrote my name on some yellowish-black Boston lettuce you've left on the crisp over the last three weeks.

Speaker 5 But the leaves kept falling apart, really more like melting. After about 20 minutes, I got frustrated and just made myself a salad.

Speaker 5 Also, I used the last of your Parmesan cheese, but don't worry, I replaced it with dried skin I've been collecting from your bed sheets.

Speaker 5 Don't be grossed out, Alex. Same texture and nutritional value, you won't know the difference.

Speaker 5 I got the idea from Food Network's Beat Bobby Flay,

Speaker 5 where this one winner tied up Bobby and ran a microplane across his forehead to make a chimicherry sauce. I love that show, but I'm a bigger fan of HGTV's House Hunters, the desert dystopian version.

Speaker 5 That's where I met you, Addie. Yes, you, with a face.

Speaker 5 You were shopping for a new home here in Nightvale.

Speaker 5 You told the realtor, who was inside of a living deer, its belly horrifically distended and quivering with every one of the agent's words and gesticulations, that you wanted three bedrooms, a backyard, and something close to an outdoor community space.

Speaker 5 The first home, the yard was not in good shape, lots of human remains, and the lawn was glowing, perhaps from underground radiation testing.

Speaker 5 It was well under your budget, but you would have had to spend your savings on fixing it up.

Speaker 5 Also, in the bathroom mirror, you saw, crawling across the ceiling, a faceless old woman devouring what looked like a rat.

Speaker 5 You didn't need to worry about a rat infestation, Addie.

Speaker 5 It was a chipmunk.

Speaker 5 The second home was a condo right in the heart of the arts district.

Speaker 5 You loved the design, a simple large black cube, no doors, no windows, no interior, a true closed floor plan, so popular these days. But you weren't sure there was enough room for entertaining.

Speaker 5 Or anything else at all. The house you selected was perfect.
Three bedrooms, a jacuzzian suite, and a large patio and backyard.

Speaker 5 Plus, it was right in the middle of town next to the community dog park.

Speaker 5 Although you would be disappointed later to learn that your dog had been arrested for domestic espionage after peeing inside the park's forbidden walls.

Speaker 5 I think you made the right choice, Addie. But I can't help wondering, every time I watch House Hunters, who is this person running away from?

Speaker 5 You left Queens to move to Nightvale. Queens is where your family lives, where your best friends lives, and your girlfriend of two years?

Speaker 5 Are you afraid of stasis, Addie? Of being loved?

Speaker 5 Of commitment?

Speaker 5 You might be afraid of that pinkish ooze coming out of your ear.

Speaker 5 Might want to see an ENT about that.

Speaker 5 Or, if not an ENT, an entomologist.

Speaker 5 Speaking of putting wood-boring beetles inside orifices, I tried a similar thing with the elderly roommates who recently moved to town. Or who moved to town many years from now.

Speaker 5 Again, time is strange for me. But these roommates are also so strange.
When I went to put a beetle into one of their ears, I noticed a lot of scar tissue there, making the hole too small.

Speaker 5 In my haste, the beetle scurried away, and I got kind of desperate and just made a bunch of spooky moans and hisses like this.

Speaker 5 But not one of the three responded to me. They continued their meaningless pantomime of sleeping, and in the morning they got up and each went quietly about their days.

Speaker 5 One of them made coffee, but did not drink it.

Speaker 5 They then went to the window and waved at their neighbor, Susan Willman, who was on her porch, stretching before her morning run.

Speaker 5 Susan looked at the figure in the window next to her and froze. She stared in terror, then darted back into her home and locked the door.
Susan has always been unfriendly.

Speaker 5 I ran her bedsheets through her office shredder as a reminder to be more open and loving toward the world.

Speaker 5 The other two roommates climbed into the shower at the same time. I'm not one to get off on other sexual activities.
I just thought I might see something new. Something human here.

Speaker 5 But no, they stood side by side, cleaning their cold, gravity-defeated bodies, not once looking at each other, let alone speaking. A squelch and a squish and grey water falling around yellow toenails.

Speaker 5 They toweled off.

Speaker 5 But when they hung the towels up, those towels were completely dry.

Speaker 5 I'm used to being the one who does inexplicable and disturbing things.

Speaker 5 Last year, during the Community Players production of Romeo and Juliet, I decided it would be more fun if they used actual poison.

Speaker 5 But it was a last-minute idea, so the only poison I could find was Borax, which just gave the two kids playing the lead several unhappy hours in the bathroom the night after the show ended.

Speaker 5 So I don't know. I could have made a stronger directorial choice.

Speaker 5 But so could the actual director. I get that Shakespeare plays are long, but he cut out all the best parts, like the train robbery, and also Tybalt winning his bowling league.

Speaker 5 Although I did appreciate that they left in Juliet's famous line: Good night, good night. Your blood and guts and marrow, which worms shall eat inside your grave so narrow.

Speaker 5 It's a classic story.

Speaker 5 Kids these days just don't try to fake their own deaths anymore.

Speaker 5 Oh.

Speaker 5 And Morgan.

Speaker 5 Yes, Morgan, I'm talking to you. You with the fingernails and the teeth.
I need to explain something to you. You tip 20%.

Speaker 5 You can afford it. Stop using it as a measure of how much you approve of the restaurant service.
A 20% tip is not a bonus, it is a fee. Restaurant owners don't pay their staffs.

Speaker 5 Instead, they make the diners pay their employees through this idiotic notion of capitalistic meritocracy. I don't care how about the the service.
Tip them. You have money, Morgan.

Speaker 5 I would also tell you to stop asking to speak to a manager every time your Long Island iced tea is a bit late, but I cut out your tongue last month, so they wouldn't understand you anymore anyway.

Speaker 5 Do you know what a cooked human tongue tastes like, Morgan?

Speaker 5 Yes, you do.

Speaker 5 You just don't know that you do.

Speaker 5 Remember Applebee's last week?

Speaker 5 You ordered soup. It was a beef base with little onions and little perfectly sauteed flecks of your own tongue that you had used to lash out at the manager the last time you ate there.

Speaker 5 You could blame them for poorly expediting your orders, but really the onus is on you for going to Applebee's.

Speaker 5 Which serves neither of the items its name promises.

Speaker 5 It's false advertising.

Speaker 5 It's like an egg cream soda or Taco Bell.

Speaker 5 Speaking of eating, the elderly roommates made lunch together, but not for each other. They were all in the kitchen at the same time making separate meals in silence.

Speaker 5 They sat around the dining room table together and ate. They carved and stabbed and pushed foods quickly into their mouths, but their eyes were empty.
One of them began to spit out their food.

Speaker 5 No one seemed to care or notice.

Speaker 5 They all began to vomit, but not with muscular heaves of shoulders and necks. The vomit spurted out like water from a hand pump, their torsos and heads perfectly still.

Speaker 5 After each bodily rejection of food, they would start shoveling it back into their mouths, repeating the same process.

Speaker 5 Eventually, one of them stood up and threw their plate into the kitchen window, glass bursting everywhere.

Speaker 5 That person leaned into the hole and began punching the jagged shards out with their clenched fists as blood poured out of their forearms and wrists. They screamed mournfully into the suburban street.

Speaker 5 Neighbors and passerbys passed only briefly, as if they had barely heard the sad howl spreading across the valley.

Speaker 5 Susan's lemon tree next door died instantly, and all of the lemons fell with wet plops to the ground.

Speaker 5 The fruit peeled open, and inside of each was a fleshy crimson pulp, like meat that has been ground for too long.

Speaker 5 The other two roommates kept eating and vomiting,

Speaker 5 not even noticing the shattered glass being subsumed by the growing pool of blood on the floor.

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Speaker 7 You know,

Speaker 5 I wasn't always like this.

Speaker 5 Faceless or old, secretly living anywhere.

Speaker 5 Once I was born upon warm water.

Speaker 5 The smell I remember is sharp citrus and the peppery sting of grass, the salt funk of ocean.

Speaker 5 I was once a child.

Speaker 5 I grieved once.

Speaker 5 I smelt blood.

Speaker 5 Once I was a thief. I lived among thieves.
I saw empires rise and fall. Centuries cast themselves upon infinity as fruitlessly as waves upon cliffs.

Speaker 5 Once I was a recluse. I lived amongst bandits and farmers.
I spoke a different language then. I've spoken many languages.

Speaker 5 Once I was under the sea.

Speaker 5 That was a quiet time. I lived amongst the coral and dead-eyed fish.

Speaker 5 Once I was a wanderer, I've seen the headwaters of the Mississippi and I've seen the cobbled streets of Paris and I've seen the empty arches of Francia.

Speaker 5 But I've never seen anything like those three roommates.

Speaker 5 Of all the things I've been, child, thief, recluse,

Speaker 5 wanderer, baseless old woman who secretly lives in your home. I'll tell you this.

Speaker 5 I've never been more scared.

Speaker 5 Fear is in the unknowing, in the mystery. Fear is seeing everything about an old woman except her face.

Speaker 5 Fear is the uncertainty of her secretly living in your home. Fear is not the spider you see on the wall.

Speaker 5 It's the spider you no longer see on the wall when you look back again.

Speaker 5 In the unnerving din of shattered glass and mournful howls in that house, I found the loose thread that unraveled this mystery. The roommate who screamed had no tongue.

Speaker 5 The roommate who, and one of the others, had an ear swollen shut from a previous surgery, and the other had a red mark, like a radish or sarcoma adorned with poetry drawn upon their shoulder blade.

Speaker 5 I realized I know these three strange roommates.

Speaker 5 They are you, Tony.

Speaker 5 With the special tattoo I gave you.

Speaker 5 And they are you, Addie,

Speaker 5 with your oral scar tissue from the beetle I jammed in there.

Speaker 5 And you, Morgan, with your tongue removed and digested.

Speaker 5 The three of you do not exactly live together in that home, not at the same time. You are living three different lifetimes in that same space.

Speaker 5 You do not speak or respond because you are dead. Each of you alone in that house together, or you will be.
Time is confusing for me.

Speaker 5 Decades from now after you die, your souls will be trapped in the house because something in this world is unresolved for you. You know this.

Speaker 5 Paranormal neuroscience is required for all high school freshmen. But what they don't teach you is how to resolve it.

Speaker 5 I know how and when each one of you die. I write it down in the back pages of your journals.

Speaker 5 I've done this for everybody, but nobody ever reads it because while people always think they'll write every day, after a few pages, they fall off the wagon and never see the last pages of their journals.

Speaker 5 Except Jonathan Franzen.

Speaker 5 He didn't seem bothered by what he read, but he did cross out all my adverbs and added some Oxford commas.

Speaker 5 In case you're wondering how Jonathan Franzen dies, here's the answer. He doesn't.

Speaker 5 I am the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home. You might find this ambiguous.
After all, the word home is singular. So, whose home is it that I secretly live in?

Speaker 5 Listen, some things in this tangled world are simple.

Speaker 5 I live in your home.

Speaker 5 And your home?

Speaker 5 And your home?

Speaker 5 I live in all of your homes, simultaneously.

Speaker 5 I am many. I am many.
I am one. I am one.

Speaker 5 You all live such different lives.

Speaker 5 Teeming. That's what you are, teeming.
And I am there watching you.

Speaker 5 You, Tony? You dream of being a poet. Resolve the unresolved.
The worst that can happen is crushing disappointment and public mockery. And eviction when you can't pay your rent.

Speaker 5 Many more awful things after that. Get to it.

Speaker 5 And you, Eddie.

Speaker 5 You fled your previous city to escape a murder charge. Strangely, you did not commit the murder you were charged with, but you have committed murder.

Speaker 5 Weird choice to go on house hunters as a wanted fugitive, but maybe it was a good first step to healing your soul. And you, Morgan.

Speaker 5 You have an idea that could save us all. An epic-defining idea, one of the greats.
But you don't know which one. You have so many ideas.
I can tell you this. Most of them are not important.

Speaker 5 One of them is vitally important. Good luck.
Also, tip 20%.

Speaker 5 And you.

Speaker 5 I forget your name. You tweet too much.

Speaker 5 We all tweet too much, but that doesn't let you off the hook. That's why I ate your phone.
You can thank me later.

Speaker 5 You can all thank me later.

Speaker 5 Because you all will be seeing me soon.

Speaker 5 I think that tonight is the night to let sleep my secret. You'll soon see me fumbling wet and grey from out of the bathroom mirror.

Speaker 5 Or folded up strangely, loose skin and mashed bones in the bottom drawer of your dresser. Or you will see me scuttle along your walls.
the hair hanging down from my faceless face.

Speaker 5 Or you will look out your kitchen window and there will be someone standing in your driveway and it will be me.

Speaker 5 And then there will be no one in your driveway.

Speaker 5 And instead, I will be next to you in the kitchen, faceless.

Speaker 5 It's so very, very old.

Speaker 5 Won't that be nice?

Speaker 5 I am the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home.

Speaker 5 And your home.

Speaker 5 And your home.

Speaker 5 And every home.

Speaker 5 And I will be seeing you

Speaker 5 very,

Speaker 5 very

Speaker 5 soon.

Speaker 6 Welcome to Night Vale as a production of Night Vale Presents. It is written by Joseph Fink and Jeffrey Kraner and produced by Disparition.
The voice of the faceless old woman is Mara Wilson.

Speaker 6 Original music by Disparition. All of it can be found at disparition.info or at disparition.bandcamp.com.
This episode had no weather. Clear skies at last.

Speaker 6 Comments, questions, email us at info at welcometonightvale.com or follow us on Twitter at nightvale radio. Or uh sorry, I got distracted by that weird thing behind you.

Speaker 6 Check out welcometonightvale.com for info about our new novel, The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home. Out March 24th.

Speaker 6 Today's proverb: Never judge a book by its cover, judge it by the title page page instead.

Speaker 1 Hey y'all, it is Jeffrey Kraner speaking to you from the year 2025. And did you know that Welcome to Night Vale is back out on tour? We are.

Speaker 1 We're going to be up in the northeast in the Boston, New York City area, going all the way over to the upper Midwest in Minnesota. That's in July.

Speaker 1 You kind of draw a line through there and you'll kind of see the towns we'll be hitting. We'll also be doing Philly down to Florida in September.

Speaker 1 And we'll be going from Austin all the way up through the middle of the country into Toronto, Canada in October.

Speaker 1 And then we'll be doing the West Coast plus the Southwest plus Colorado in January of 2026. You can find all of the show dates at welcome to nightvale.com slash live.

Speaker 1 Listen, this brand new live show is so much fun.

Speaker 1 It is called Murder Night in Blood Forest, and it stars Cecil Baldwin, of course, Symphony Sanders, me, and live original original music by Disparition and who knows what other special guests may come along for the ride.

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