Ichor Falls

The Cedar Cove Incident

by on Sep.18, 2009, under Submitted

The rumours, speculation and conspiracy theories surrounding the so-called Cedar Cove Incident of August 2009 are so varied, so wildly divergent and contradictory that one despairs of ever uncovering the truth of what happened. I have undertaken here to lay down and weave into a coherent whole only the established, verifiable facts, and let the reader draw his or her own conclusions. I will be the first to point out the many seemingly irrational choices made by the people involved, and the narrative gaps left where we cannot say with certainty how events unfolded. To these I say, we must wait for further information, but until that happens: Caveat lector. I’m sure even the most skeptical reader will agree that the following is the most parsimonious telling that accounts for all the known facts.

At some point between the 11th and the 14th of August, 2009, the power grid in Cedar Cove failed, and all contact between the hamlet and the outside world was lost. The exact cause of this failure has yet to be determined, but the power grid in that area is notoriously unreliable when compared to the national average. In addition to the power failure, the days preceding the incident were marked by another thus far unexplained phenomenon: a thick, tenacious mist enveloping the town. According to interviews of West Virginia residents and meteorological data, Cedar Cove was normally a relatively sunny town with a brisk noonday breeze that should have swept the area clear of any mist. The middle of August, however, was characterized by unseasonably cold, overcast days, with a slow but persistent southwesterly wind.

The power failure could not have occurred before the 11th, if one Alicia Wilson of neighboring Point Pleasant is to be believed. As far as anyone knows, she was the first person outside Cedar Cove to notice anything amiss, because on that day she says she couldn’t reach her sister, whom she called every friday. She phoned the sheriff’s office to complain to her husband, sheriff Graham Wilson, who then tried to contact the Cedar Cove Arms, an establishment that in such a small community often doubled as the de facto town hall. When even they could not be reached, the sheriff decided to investigate the situation himself. Nobody thought much of the town’s silence at first, so he only brought one deputy with him. It had been a slow night in Point Pleasant, and deputy Andretti would later tell investigators that the sheriff himself admitted before departing that he was only making the trip to break the tedium, and anticipating his wife fretting over her sister later that night.

Upon arriving at Cedar Cove, Sheriff Wilson called in according to protocol, saying that he and deputy Foreman were heading for the guesthouse. They reported that as expected, the streetlights were out and all the windows dark. Since the sky was overcast that night, the streets were already dark and they didn’t think it unusual to find the town quiet and the streets empty. By the time they reached the guesthouse, however, they had yet to spot a single citizen in Cedar Cove. They would’ve expected to notice at least one flashlight in a window, one dog barking to announce unexpected visitors.

Some minutes later, deputy Foreman called in to report that the Cedar Cove Arms was empty, cash register and manager’s office closed and locked. The building had an emergency generator in the basement in case of a blackout, but it wasn’t running. The two visited several of the houses around the guesthouse, but all doors were locked and nobody came to answer their calls. When a fifteen minute search of nearby houses failed to uncover any of the locals, they used the loudspeaker mounted on the patrol car to request that anybody within hearing range show themselves or give some indication as to their location, but again, no reply. With deputy Foreman as witness, sheriff Wilson decided that the situation in Cedar Cove appeared to be an emergency and  assumed authority to forcibly enter one of the apartments without a written warrant.

Since they didn’t have a battering ram in the patrol car, deputy Foreman was forced to shoot out the front door lock after several verbal warnings to stand clear of the door. The gunshots provoked no response from the residents, and the two proceeded with a systematic search of the house, where deputy Foreman reported spotting someone – or something – in the basement. He cried out in alarm and backed away, ushering sheriff Wilson up the steps and out of the house. Foreman screamed at Wilson to enter the patrol car and drive away from the city as fast as possible, claiming that some unknown disease had overtaken whoever or whatever he had seen in the basement; he was uncommitted as to whether it was a man or some animal. According to Wilson, Foreman appeared to be hysterical and in at least a mild state of shock When Wilson suggested that Foreman remain in the car while he had another look in the basement, Foreman screamed at him to remain and to stay away from the basement, saying that the ‘the thing’ was possibly contagious and definitely dangerous. Since Foreman would not be calmed, and the situation in Cedar Cove was obviously more than two men could deal with, sheriff Wilson decided to return to the Point Pleasant sheriff’s station.

Upon returning, sheriff Wilson didn’t see fit to contact federal authorities before making sure just what it was that deputy Foreman had seen. The following is a transcription of his interview, recorded by consent:

Wilson: ‘All right, son, just take it slowly, from the beginning. You entered the basement, searching the area with your flashlight…?’

Foreman: ‘[shuddering sound] It was in the corner, behind the boiler tank. It was looking at me.”

W: ‘What was it? What was looking at you?’

F: ‘It was a monster. I said before that it might’ve been an animal, but I – [chokes off, sobs]‘

W: ‘Take your time. Just relax… You said it might’ve been an animal, but?’

F: ‘… but now I think about it, I only said that because I didn’t want to think a man could look like that! Oh jesus, the look on it’s face – [sobs] and the mouth!’

W: ‘So you spotted a man behind the boiler, and he saw you. You said he had some kind of disease? Why did you think that?’

F: ‘It wasn’t normal! The look in it’s eyes,  they were staring at me the second I turned the light to it, no, before that! It couldn’t have seen me in the dark, with that light shining right at it, but it was already staring at me when I saw it! [whispers hoarsely] And it’s face!’

W: ‘What about his face? Was there something unusual about it? Some markings?’

F:’ [inaudible]

W: ‘What’s that? Speak up, son..’

F: ‘[whispering] It was upside down.’

W: ‘His face was upside down?’

F: ‘[still whispering] It was all there, eyes, nose, mouth and everything, but it was wrong. The eyes caught me first, but above those… the mouth. It was grinning, so wide it was impossible, and it was upside down! The mouth was streched so wide you could see every fucking tooth in its mouth, [crying now] and I swear it was grinning at me, like it knew we were coming and it was just WAITING for us, and it -’

W: ‘Calm down, calm down! Easy. Just take a deep breath.’

F: ‘[whispers again] Not human. Not an animal but not human either.

W: [starts to speak but is interrupted]

F: ‘I figured something got to the people there, something that changed them – like you see in the movies, right? It used to be human, but now it’s something less, something wrong, and I bet the same thing happened to the whole town, that’s why it was so quiet! I know it sounds crazy but you didn’t see it, didn’t see those eyes, the way it looked at me, the way it was-’

W: ‘All right, son, that’s enough. It’s okay now, we don’t have to talk about this anymore-’

[Recording ends]

How a copy of the recording came to be found is disputed, but its provenance is beyond question: relatives of both Wilson and Foreman have confirmed that the voices heard on the tape are indeed theirs.

Sheriff Wilson contacted the governor’s office, reporting that some, if not most of the people in Cedar Cove had disappeared, and mentioned the possibility of an unknown infection. Mayor Green  wasn’t known to be a man of half measures and so, later that night, sheriff Wilson, accompanied by deputies Coolidge, Stuart and King, rendezvoused with CDC staff at a point some five miles outside Cedar Cove. The plan was to conduct another search of the apartment visited earlier by Wilson and Foreman in order to determine the condition of its inhabitants. The leading CDC investigator, doctor Hartman, would then determine if a quarantine needed to be instituted, in which case more CDC men would be brought in, aided by the national guard if necessary. In the interests of medical history and proper analysis, doctor Hartman suggested that the investigation be videotaped; his recording from
that night is the single most important document pertaining to this incident. Transcript follows:

The recording begins at the outskirts of town, as the team is just entering Cedar Cove proper. The viewpoint is from the front passenger seat of the CDC van, and one of the patrol cars can be seen leading the convoy, its emergency lights flashing. The town is completely silent, as before. The door to the apartment is ajar, as Wilson left it, suggesting that whoever deputy Foreman claims to have seen in the basement hadn’t ventured out from his hiding place. Research assistant Walker was the first to enter, followed by Hartman, who was still holding the camera. The recording shows Walker descending the basement stairs, calling out to the inhabitant to show himself.

Walker stops at the foot of the stairs and points his flashlight at some point not visible from the top of the stairs. His voice is too low to be intelligible, but he appears to have spotted the inhabitant encountered earlier and is coaxing him to come out. Wilson crouches slightly, extending his hand in invitation, then gasps and freezes. Panicking, he drops his flashlight, sending it rolling around the floor. The scene is momentarily cast into darkness while the rolling flashlight points away from Walker, but the muffled screams of at least two men can be heard on the recording. Doctor Hartman tries to back up the stairs, camera wavering but still pointing towards the basement, when the flashlight completes its circuit and casts its light on the scene below.

In the meager second captured on film, we see what appears to be a naked man attacking Walker. Both the attacker and Walker are covered in blood, and the latter is lying on his back and screaming, bleeding badly, trying to push off his assailant. At this point, doctor Hartman panics and turns around, jostling the others behind him in his haste to escape the apartment. Hartman is the last one out of the door, and he slams it shut, apparently not noticing that it won’t stay completely closed, the locking mechanism having been shot out. The camera, strapped to his hand but apparently forgotten for now, is still recording as he argues with the others, bobbing and jumping
crazily as he gesticulates with his arms to lend weight to his words. Sheriff Wilson is furious, demanding to know what is happening inside and trying to get past Hartman, while shrieks and thumps can still be heard from inside the apartment. Hartman seems to have collected himself somewhat and is arguing forcefully for sealing off the house, and indeed the whole town, whose inhabitants have apparently contracted something similar to rabies. The sheriff is indignant, pointing out that even laymen know rabies isn’t an airborne disease, but Hartman, backed up by his assistants, remains adamant, citing his superior authority. Wilson threatens to shoot Hartman if he won’t let him by, but their argument is interrupted by deputy King’s scream.
Hartman reflexively whips up the camera in the direction the he is pointing.

The town is stirring. The floodlights mounted on the CDC van reveal doors opening silently all down the street from the guesthouse. The inhabitants of Cedar Cove are slowly coming out, approaching the outsiders. Their shape is immediately recognizable as human, but their bodies are contorted hideously, spines arching backwards until their heads are almost level with the ground. They pad noiselessly on all fours, with elbows leading, their shoulders bent at an impossible angle. Each one is naked, and stark bruising can be seen where the joints must have snapped to allow the unnatural posture. Hartman pans the camera to capture every door, and from each one the inhabitants are pouring out in a silent stream, hovering at the edge of the light. Each face carries the same perverse, upside down grin, and all eyes, wide open, stare unblinking at the men.

Deputy King can be seen in front of Hartman and to the left, shouting and discharging his sidearm at the inhabitants directly across the street. One of them twitches and flops down, briefly resembling a man lying spread eagled on his back, then curls his limbs close to his torso– back in their natural direction – to make a horrible mockery of a dead cockroach lying on its back. At no point does the grin falter or the eyes blink. The other inhabitants seem somehow emboldened by this move, as they no longer circle the lit area like sharks but begin to slowly advance, moving jerkily, a few quick steps at a time. Hartman shouts at everyone to get to the van as quickly as possible,
and they all break into a mad dash for safety. As Hartman’s voice rings out, the inhabitants charge en masse, loosing screams that still sound very human as they bound and leap towards the men.

Someone screams outside the camera’s view, but Hartman never slows down, never turns his course or the camera away from the van. King is the first one to reach the doors, and he can be seen whipping open the sliding door before opening the front passenger side door for himself. Hartman climbs into the back, panting and videotaping the others as they pile inside. Deputy Coolidge manhandles a bleeding Wilson inside before joining them and slamming the door shut. Just then, the view
jerks around wildly and settles into a sideways position on the floor, but the men can be seen holding on, trying to remain seated, as King jerks the van around to escape the city. The screaming of the wheels can just barely be discerned under the screaming and thuds ringing through the van before they are clear of the herd, accelerating away from the Cedar Cove Arms.

[recording ends]

The recording appeared on the internet at some point in September 2009, and was circulated on a handful of websites for some time thereafter. If it is authentic, one can be certain that federal authorities would want to keep it a secret from the public, and the video was leaked by one of a presumably limited number of people with proper clearance to view it. Be that as it may, the video was largely dismissed by those who have seen it as a hoax, being either a publicity stunt by some group of CGI-artists, a trailer for a horror movie yet to appear, or part of a so called Alternate Reality Game (ARG).

Beyond this, the rumours and reports are so divergent, and of such questionable authenticity, that I balk at venturing any further. In any case, the version of events presented here – which I know to be credible, having personally verified all source material used – describes a matter I’d just as soon forget. To anyone willing to sift through the mounds of unverifiable anecdotes and paranoid rants, the practical jokes and blatant lies, the unbelievable reports and delirious eyewitness accounts, I wish you the best of luck… you’re a braver man than I. As a final item of interest, I’ve transcribed a newspaper article that arrived in my mailbox earlier this week, from an unknown sender.

West Virginia Observer, October 21st, 2009
Mysterious disease sweeps over local town

Inhabitants of Mason County were shocked early this autumn when the National Guard, at the behest of the Center for Disease Control (CDC) and Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) cordoned off the sleepy town of Cedar Cove, barring the towns few regular visitors and casual tourists entry. The real shock, however, arrived scant weeks later, when a convoy of dozens of trucks rumbled its way out of West Virginia, and federal emergency workers razed the whole town.

According to the official CDC statement, the entire population of Cedar Cove (317 people according to a census taken in January, 2009) had been exposed to a mutant strain of the West Nile virus. Emergency workers were too late to save all of those afflicted by the highly contagious, rapidly progressing disease, but they were, thankfully, succesful in containing the outbreak. Doctor Steinberg, who issued the statement, commented that we might take some cold comfort from the fact that this disease essentially annihilated itself, killing most of its carriers too quickly to spread effectively. However, torching the town was seen as a necessary precaution, as the mutant virus might have remained dormant in porous surfaces exposed to infected bodily fluids. The surviving inhabitants were transported to an undisclosed location to be properly quarantined.

Authorities stonewall investigation

Cedar Cove was a small town by any measure, and was known to have little business with outsiders. Indeed, the outside world only noticed that something was amiss when one Alicia Wilson, widow of late sheriff Graham Wilson of Pine Falls, couldn’t reach her sister by telephone. Federal authorities have been reluctant to share details of the investigation, but since Alicia Wilson had weekly telephone conversations with her sister – ‘Every monday and friday, no exceptions, for seven years’ – we may surmise that the power grid in Cedar Cove might have been down for almost four days. Incidentally, the cause of the power failure that blacked out the entire town has also yet to be disclosed.

Why are the authorities so silent about the details? And why were the families of Sheriff Wilson and research assistants Walker and Hoynbridge only notified of their deaths after the town was put to the torch? As some of our readers may recall, Walker and Hoynbridge reportedly died of  ‘a previously undiagnosed heart condition, aggravated by exposure to the virus.’ As for sheriff Wilson, he was said to have contracted the infection – something that all the surviving members failed to do – and died en route to the quarantine facility. His body was never released to his family. Observer investigators searched out some of those involved in the incident at its beginnings, before federal authorities became involved. Deputy Coolidge, who has since taken an early retirement, has been silent, saying that the official story is all there is to it as far as he is concerned. Deputy King was found dead in his home in August the 18th of a self-inflicted gunshot wound. Doctor Hartman and the other surviving members of the initial CDC taskforce have since been reassigned and could not be reached by the Observer. All documents pertaining to the incident have been either ‘misplaced’, or simply held back from the public in the interests of ‘national security’, citing laws enacted by the previous administration.

Tragic neighbors

Cedar Cove was not far removed from Ichor Falls in the southwest, a city of some 8000 inhabitants. Ichor Falls has had a troubled past, and according to Alicia Wilson, most Cedar Cove residents were happy to keep their distance from the city, preferring to find employment and recreation in nearby Huntington, Point Pleasant and St. Albans. By not getting personally involved with the city, it was thought, Cedar Cove might avoid the ill fortune that has stricken Ichor Falls time and time again. Until last spring, this attitude seemed to have served them well, but it was nevertheless insufficient to shield them from this final disaster. How the people of Cedar Cove came to be exposed to a strain of West Nile virus years after the last documented case, we may never know. In a bitter twist of irony, the habit that Cedar Cove inhabitants had of keeping to themselves has led to a situation where few of the already scant acquaintances and relatives they had outside their community have shown little interest in pursuing the matter of their current condition and eventual release. One such relative, who wishes to remain anonymous, commented that the town’s doom was ‘only a matter of time. Neighbors such as theirs, weren’t [sic] no way they could hope to avoid what was coming. It’s poison, I tell you, that place… poisons everything and everybody around it. I tried to talk sense into my baby brother, told him to take his family and leave with me, but he wouldn’t hear it, and now he’s gone. [...] Ichor Falls is no good, and everybody with an ounce of sense should pack up right now and just go, wherever their nose leads them. And that’s all I’ve got to say on the matter.’

Submitted by lahis.

33 comments for this entry:
  1. mkahmvet

    I had to look over my shoulder to make sure nothing was there.

    The newspaper clipping might have been better left out and instead the facts in it presented by the original narrator himself. The original narrator sounded like some sort of reporter or researcher. It might have been more in line with his character to verify the sources from the clipping and present it himself rather than just presenting the clipping. (it would also have given the chance to pose the potentially creepy question ‘where did this report come from and where was it found?’)

  2. Dan

    Wow. Creeptastic. This is one of the few that wasn’t written by Kris that sent shivers down my spine. (and I agree that the newspaper clipping at the end could have been left off. It would’ve been creepier that way.

  3. tom

    This was some god damned excellent writing, very good on sensory details even though we get no first person perspective.

    Creeped me right the fuck out.

    Excellent job Lahis.

    Also, finally! Some content!

    Maybe I should try to provide some

  4. ingestiblebulk

    i love this site. so glad to see a new story up. as a resident of WV, i can verify that no one would be surprised if ichor falls was a real town. this state is about half a step removed from hell.

  5. mreeee

    Fucking awesome.

  6. zombieninja

    lol I’m a fourteen year old with an overactive imagination, and I thought this was real! I’m so retarded!

  7. Dylan

    Win! Reminiscent of “Resident Evil” (I’ve actually never played any of the games in the series.), Stephen King’s novel “Salem’s Lot”, and his short story “Jerusalem’s Lot”. Good stuff!

  8. Archfeared

    I agree with Dylan, above, except that they were contorted, misshaped fiends, as opposed to vampires created by Barlow.

    I didn’t like two things: the fog at the start (so goddam cliche it isn’t funny) and the newspaper clipping at the end. The latter makes it feel as if the author is simply trying to wrap things up and fails at it.

    Otherwise, well-written and solid.

  9. Mike Mclennan

    I would say more Silent Hill then Resident Evil but still really awesome story. The whole videotape scene is wonderfully detailed and creepy.

  10. neps

    This was amazing. The image of the “infected” that formed i my brain was something utterly horrific. I will probably have a nightmare about this sometime soon.

  11. xEmox

    I’m hoping right now that the author of this is an overachiever that actually made a video for this and threw it on youtube. I’m going to go check right now.

  12. xEmox

    Great story too.

  13. Burgomaster Chupacabra

    CHRIST ON A CRUTCH.

    Sent shivers down my spine. Bravo!

  14. Wowed

    Whoa. Dude.
    Good stuff. :)
    I am tthroughly freaked out.

    xEmox, tell me if you actually find a video :)

  15. Xivver

    Very well done sir. I thought I was seeing a piece of my fiction being thrown in among miles of editing but this is a much better take on the zombie in a silent town setting. And the monsters are appropriately creepy in description!

  16. Aazhie

    Oh man, upside down faces. Something I had never, ever though to be scared of. Thanks for adding another super creepy thing to my long list of night terrors!

    And I suppose the fog is a bit cliche, but it is Ichor Falls, ha ha! Creepy forests and evil or cursed towns/houses can be cliche as well and that doesn’t keep them from being creepy to most people. It would be interesting to have some other possible instigation of the ‘disease’ but I can’t come up with anything creepy aside from fog.

    Maybe the fog was just attracted to the horrible things going on to deform everyone. It feeds on pain…

  17. Magic Pink

    Really great. I would get rid of the fog completely, it’s even creepier with no impetus to blame and fog is way too Silent Hill. I’m fine with the newspaper clipping end tho.

  18. KH

    God, that was amazing…I didn’t expect for it to hit me so hard but it did. The lore and specific atmosphere of Ichor Falls is extremely effective, even if it’s not an unfamiliar topic. It’s been spun in a very fresh way.

  19. Moloch

    Heh, a friend of mine sent me the link and asked me to tell him what I thought of it. Well, at first I thought it might be real, until I got to the description of the townsfolk. That’s what tipped me off. Though, to be completely honest, the “upside down faces” threw me for a bit until the author point out that they were crab-walking on their backs a la Linda Blair. What a wonderfully original idea!!

    I also have to disagree about the news article clip. To me, it makes it seem like the narrator is despairing of any closure, and in fact wants nothing more to do with this story. HE just wants to finish it up so that he can drink himself into Oblivion and hope that he remembers none of it when he returns. I know I’ve had that feeling a few times after writing a story.

    In short, well done, sir or madame.

  20. Camp

    An interesting take on zombies. I really enjoyed this one.

  21. Moncrieff

    This makes me want to start writing horror again. Well played, good sir, never saw it coming. I think one of the things that makes this story so great is the art of perception given within it. The use of upside down faces and backwards limbs communicates a high level of wrongness when imagined, something that is out of the ordinary, perverse in a way. The idea isn’t so scary when separated from the story, but put into context it speaks volumes. Truly excellent.

  22. ohnice

    very scary, it would be more believable except anyone who frequents the chans enough knows if a video like that existed, it would without a doubt, be on the YNC
    =)

  23. Staarf

    This story very much reminds me of Silent Hill, especially with the clichéd fog and the lack of any power…

  24. B. I. Flight

    This was one of the first offerings I read when I found this site recently and it helped impress me enough to keep coming back! I can’t offer much critique about the story itself beyond what’s already been said, but I strongly agree that the writing is well done in creating the feeling of a different medium. As difficult as it is to render sterile text on a screen into distrubing sounds, horrific sights and the varied reactions of the people involved to these things, this story does an excellent job of almost making you forget that you *are* reading text and helping you imagine that you are watching a documentary or listening to a recording of a series of interviews.

    Terrific job!

  25. W. E. Layton

    Thoroughly chilling, I was pleased to read the author’s attention to detail in this episode. Too many stories these days aren’t self-aware enough to account for the tendency for actual people to be rational. Very much Lovecraft, I’d say; an account of a ‘factual’ happening. Well executed, though, even if it’s a tad derivative.

  26. Levi

    My gosh, this scared the hell out of me. I just went downstairs to make a toaster strudel and got scared so I was gonna get my dad until I remember that his room is in the BASEMENT. Lmfao. I’m eternally afraid of that place now. Oh and after reading a few stories on here, even knowing they’re fictional, I’m NEVER going to West Virginia.

  27. Ivan

    A really great story. The first person narration was strongly reminiscent of HP Lovecraft. However, the thing that this was missing was Lovecraft’s signature obsession; if I had dug up this story, nothing would shut me up or distract me until I had gone to the place myself, and I think that this is the direction the story should go in now. The narrator, who obviously has placed a good deal of importance on this incident and must have spent some time researching, shouldn’t just let it go that easily. I do think that he (or she) should really go visit the town (or burned husk, as it were).
    My other suggestion is not to let your characters scream quite as often. I know when I’m scared, I can barely breathe, let alone scream. When all your characters just keep screaming at the thing, then at each other, it loses its impact and becomes background noise. I did like that the creatures still had human screams. I also wanted to know is the creatures were still clothed. (why was the one in the basement naked?) Sorry for the long post, but great story.

  28. TDB

    I’ve already read to many creepy pastas and now this? I’m no doubt going to have a nightmare. Freaking amazing. I actually thought this was real to be honest. Aswell, I could definitely see this as a movie, either: A really bad First-Person-Camera type movie that no one actually likes, or an M. Night movie, which would be amazing. Regardless, this is just an amazing read. When I close my eyes to imagine the “things” I jolted and yelled.

  29. Grim

    Not sure if the author intended this as a reference, but the upside down face thing is actually present in a lot of creepy folklore.

    In Hebrew Mysticism, if you’re possessed by a Dybbuk (which is and angry, usually human spirit), your head will turn upside down.

    The most popular and accurate depiction of this is the movie “The Unborn”, which despite what the critics said of it, I genuinely enjoyed because of the fact it was based on one of the creepier folk tales of the world.

    This story was amazing. I love how you never EVER find out what really happened to those people. Very cool.

  30. Emmie

    The Zune concentrates on being a Portable Media Player. Not a web browser. Not a game machine. Possibly in the future it’ll do even much better in those areas, but for now it is a fantastic method to organize and listen to your music and videos, and is without peer in that regard. The iPod’s strengths are its web browsing and apps. If those sound more compelling, possibly it’s your greatest choice.

  31. Plywood Canoe

    This is the fourth time I’ve read this, and it still gives me shivers. A great story with excellent writing to back it up. Well done.

  32. Ulltima

    … I live less than an hour away from Point pleasant. Needless to say I’m never leaving my house again

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