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If These Walls Could Talk
Manticore's Inside Story

Part 1: Years in the Making

INTRO:

I've been here since the beginning. Brought in back before the turn of the century. A dozen or so of us were sent in to repair and remodel the big, old building. Wyoming was a cold that early in the year -- especially back in the forests. The forest. Locals around these parts told stories -- legends about it. Old folk tales of sprits and hauntings -- told at the drop of a hat. Working on that building, with no one around you, sure gave the mind time to wander. There was one particular legend I kept coming back to. It went somethin' like this: