Sabrina13 September 2026
an excellent story, thank you.
Original mysteryNo. 2371 hr 5 minHercule Poirot
London in November. A fog that makes even respectable streets look faintly conspiratorial. And an opera house where one box has stayed locked for twenty-four years. Box Seventeen belonged to Lady Celia Harcourt, one of the great beauties of Edwardian London, who sat in it on every first night wearing the Harcourt diamonds. She died in 1912. The box was shut up after her, and it has not been opened since. Tonight it is occupied. Halfway through the second scene the audience looks up and sees a woman seated inside — in Lady Celia's black gown, with the Harcourt diamonds burning at her throat. When the attendants break the door down, they find a man lying dead in the darkness behind the chairs. And the key still in the lock. On the inside. A dead beauty who cannot possibly have returned. A locked box nobody could have entered or left. A photograph of the dead. And a man behind the curtain whose face nobody can describe. The Belgian Detective and Arthur must work out how a ghost committed a murder in front of two thousand witnesses. The Ghost at the Opera is an original Golden Age-style mystery about beauty, memory, and a haunting arranged with very human hands. FOR LISTENERS This is an original mystery written by Nocturnal Tales, inspired by the spirit of the great Golden Age crime writers — but the plot, characters and text are entirely our own creation. All characters and events in this story are fictional. No affiliation, endorsement, or official connection is implied. Two thousand people watched that box all evening, and every one of them saw a dead woman. When a whole audience agrees on something impossible, is that a haunting — or simply very good staging? Both formats included — EPUB for Kindle, Kobo, Apple Books · PDF for tablets. SUPPORT & LISTENING OPTIONS CREDITS TAGS / KEYWORDS Belgian detective mystery audiobook, opera house mystery, locked room mystery, impossible crime audiobook, ghost story mystery, stolen diamonds mystery, Edwardian London mystery, theatre murder mystery, Arthur narrator mystery, golden age mystery audiobook, haunting explained mystery, classic whodunit audiobook, full-length mystery audiobook, gaslight mystery
Free to listen, in full, with no account and no password. Your place is remembered in this browser, so you can stop and come back.
Every story on Nocturnal Tales is free, and stays free. Listeners who choose to give are the reason there is a new one tomorrow.
This is our work and what we live on: two of us, writing and producing a story every night. Giving here goes straight to us, rather than through a platform that can change its mind overnight. Why donations are important.
or
Give with PayPalPayPal opens in a new page. Monthly support is easiest to manage through the card option.
No story is ever locked. Payment is handled securely by Stripe — we never see your card details. You can change or cancel your support at any time, from this page, with no explanation needed.
Tell us what you made of this one. No account and no password — just a name.
Sabrina13 September 2026
an excellent story, thank you.

Max Carrados
It begins with Max Carrados greeting his friend Carlyle at the door and remarking that he has a mystery about him somewhere. He can hear it in the man's step. The mystery is a railway disaster.
by Ernest Bramah
1 hr 7 minNo. 247

A. J. Raffles
Two cases tonight from the gentleman thief who has drawn more requests than anybody else in the Archive. WILFUL MURDER is the darkest thing in the whole collection. Bunny warns us at the outset that most of their robberies will not bear telling at length.
by E. W. Hornung
1 hr 13 minNo. 246

Hercule Poirot
Mexico City, the summer of nineteen twenty-eight. A banquet is given for the man who is about to become President — a soldier who won a civil war, lost an arm doing it, and has spent the years since collecting enemies with the same efficiency he once collected territory.
1 hr 20 minNo. 245

Loveday Brooke
Somebody has got hold of Miss Loveday Brooke's private address, which she had given strict orders was to be handed to nobody at all. Her holiday lasts precisely as long as it takes to read the note.
by Catherine Louisa Pirkis
55 minNo. 244