Billy Hindle

Hi there, Billy Hindle here, the voice of Alice in the Magnus Protocol.

I'm here to let you know that Rusty Quill will be attending UK Games Expo at the Birmingham NEC this May 29th to May 31st.

We are hosting two free shows, along with our friends at Montecut Games and Indie Boards and Cards.

If you come along to the Monty Cook Game Stand at the Expo, you will be able to demo the Magnus Archives role-playing game and the Magnus Protocol Mysteries game and grab a copy for yourself.

You can find out more about our shows at rustyquill.com forward slash expo, that's rustyquill.com forward slash expo.

You will need a ticket for entry to the UK Games Expo, but once inside, Rusty Quill shows and demos are 100% free on a first-come, first-served basis.

Hi there, Billy Hindle here, the voice of Alice Dyer in The Magnus Protocol.

As part of the Magnus Archives' 10th anniversary, Rusty Quill is hosting a special Magnus Live show at the upcoming Crossed Wires Podcast Festival in Sheffield.

Join co-creators Jonathan Sims and Alexander J. Newell on the 5th of July for a new iteration of our live show, Statement Begins, where you can hear fan-favourite statements...

such as Anglerfish, Red Live, and gain exclusive insights into the creation and history of the show straight from the creators themselves.

You can buy your tickets now, including limited numbers of meet-and-greet tickets, from crossedwires.live, or the link in the description of this episode.

The Tooth Fairy's Tale by Ben Folk Screams of pain, sobs of children, voices raised in grief, anger and consuming fear.

Stepping through the ER of the Morkris Family Hospital is like diving headfirst into the raging depths of a storm-swept ocean.

Small, unassuming, and woefully understaffed, it is not used to such strain.

The quick strides of my clogs, cement boots squeaking across freshly mopped linoleum, are the only thing that keeps me from being swept away by the torrent.

There, the front desk.

I wrap my knuckles across wood, but her back is turned, a phone pressed to her ear.

Her tone is low and assuring, but beneath the table, fingers tug and tug at a loose string.

An ever-increasing stack of intake forms sits waiting for attendance.

Emily, I call, then again, louder.