London. November 14th, 1877. The Morning Post ran its report on page 4: "High Society Medium Exposed." Before forty witnesses in a private parlor on Albemarle Street, Madame Evangeline's clockwork spirits were laid bare — hidden bellows, mechanical tambourines, a cabinet of ingenious deceptions. Scotland Yard declined to prosecute. London had its scandal, and the drawing rooms moved on.

But the investigating inspector never spoke to the man who built the machinery. He never read the letter Thomas Finch wrote eleven years later, on October 3rd, 1888 — the stage mechanic's private confession to his son, about the night the machinery started on its own, and the medium let herself be destroyed rather than spend one more minute inside that house.

The Seance on Albemarle Street is recovered testimony from The Fading Witness — an audio drama drawn from the faded archives of a London that never quite closed its eyes. Where the record ends, the story begins.

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London. December 1873. For four days the fog did not lift — it came down grey-green and heavy as ash, smothering the streets until a man could not see his own hand before his face. Cattle collapsed in the markets, and before the coroners stopped counting, the toll had climbed past seven hundred. The Times, December 11th, page 3, listed seventeen further deaths by disorientation — souls who walked into the sulphur and never found their way back. The coroner ruled it asphyxiation and exposure.

But the coroner never saw the duty ledger of the night watchman stationed where the alleys cut between Monmouth and Broad Street. He never read the entry dated December 9th — two days before the official count began — describing three figures moving - not lost inside the fog, but working inside it. Packing it into the cracks between the paving stones. Like mortar.

The Smog of Saint Giles is recovered testimony from The Fading Witness — an audio drama drawn from the faded archives of a London that never quite closed its eyes. Where the record ends, the story begins.

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New episodes drop the first and third Tuesday of every month.

A gothic horror story rooted in real Victorian London history.

London. November 7th, 1874. The Illustrated London News ran a short column on page 438. A sixteen-year-old mudlark — a river scavenger — had been found face down in the Thames at Blackfriars. The coroner ruled it a tragic, routine misadventure. The city moved on.

But the coroner never saw Inspector George Thorne's private notebook. He never saw what was clamped between the boy's frozen teeth.

The Blackfriars Dredge is the premiere episode of The Fading Witness — an audio drama drawn from the faded archives of a London that never quite closed its eyes. Where the record ends, the story begins.

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Watch the series on YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/@TheFadingWitness

New episodes drop the first and third Tuesday of every month.

Step into the fog, gaslight, and uneasy silences of The Fading Witness, a Victorian gothic horror storytelling podcast from Fading Witness Productions.

Each episode begins with the feel of a forgotten archival fragment — a newspaper notice, a strange report, or a name nearly lost to time — and follows it into an original story of mystery, dread, and unanswered questions.

Original stories begin September 8, 2026.

Where the record ends, the story begins.