Friday, May 18, 2007

spirits of the mountain

Let me tell you right now that I have never believed in spooks, specters, or anything else that
Goes bump in the night. But after one night in those cursed mountains, fear drips from
Every pore in my body. The taste of blood and iron are in every drop of spring water
From Ironton Ohio.
I was asked to go to the foothills to do what I do best, show a haunting for the hoax
it really is. When I first saw the house, I was sorely dissapointed. For as old as it
was, it looked as if a fresh coat of paint was on the walls, unlike the other houses
that were in total decomposition. There was a huge wagon alongside the house,
the type that needed large horses to pull it, it too seemed almost brand new.
The inside was just as nice. It was as if time had somehow passed by on the
outside of the window, leaving everything inside as it was years ago. I unloaded
my gear and settled in.
The night was totally uneventful. I was at least hoping for a guy in a sheet, or
some sound effects, or something. I watched the minutes tick away on my
timex, untill about half past ten. Somewhere in the woods a wolf howled.
Too easy, I thought to myself. I set the cam corder, checked the batteries
on both that and the tape recorder, rolled out my sleeping bag and was
soon asleep.
I had my gear packed up and was back in jackson by two pm. I was already
making plans on taping over the tapes with the ball game coming on that night.
I popped the audio tape into my stereo and turned the volume up full. I realized
for the first time that i was a loud snorer. Then I realized something else.
I wasn't alone in that house.
It started like a whisper, someone calling out, calling for help. Then a symphony
of moans and cries. Finally, in a loud clear female voice, "Who the hell is he?"
My blood went cold. I dug like an animal through my back pack searching for the
video tape. I fumbled it in shaky fingers as I put it in the vcr on the third try.
The dark room seemed quiet enough, I was laying in the center of the room,
snoring peacfully away. Suddenly a blue glowing light, like an orb, appeared
in the corner, followed by a couple of red ones. A transparent shape appeared
above my head and I shook realizing that it was a ghostly woman staring down
at me. Something caught her eye, and she disappeared from view. Suddenly
her face filled the tv screen. She was looking into the camera. Her hair was
black and knarled, her face ashen, and her eyes, those eyes, looked like silver
ballbearings, totally reflective. She gave a sinister look, then smiled. I felt like
she was staring at me. I couldn't believe I spent the night in a house with a ghost.
Her raggy dress looked like it was full of soot and I surmised she must have died
in a fire of some sort. She stared at the screen for several minutes, the orbs floating
around in the background. As the night drained away(i used a 8 hour tape) And
daylight began to bleed through the windows, the spirits faded away. The last one
vanished as I was waking up. Way too close for my blood.
I gave up ghost chasing. Now I spend my evenings alone in my apartment, and wonder
who's watching me.

Rainy ressurection

Rainy ResurrectionTGREAPER2006
Rain was pelting me as I found my way inside The Robert Guhl Sanitarium. I felt lucky that I found a light on inside the abandoned building. I stood in the doorway and watched as the rain pounded on the concrete outside. I didn't hear the footsteps coming up behind me untill it was too late. Something struck me from behind and everything went black.
I woke up in an examining room. Bodies and body parts were lying everywhere. The smell of rotting flesh was heavy in the air. I remembered the story of Robert Guhl, how he was arrested for secret experiments. He even tried to raise the dead. Now he was in the prison graveyard, executed for his crimes.
The sound of a creaking cart brought me back to the present. A stocky woman wearing a bloodied nurses's cap and gown came into view from my right. She was pushing a examining table that had something on it covered in a bloody sheet. It looked like something from a horror movie, only this was real.
She stopped a few feet away from me in my direct line of sight. The sheet was carefully pulled away, revealing a man. He was strapped to the table, his body cut open from his shoulders to his waistline. His skin was pulled back and pinned to his sides. His body cavity resembled an open book. I started telling myself that I stumbled onto a sick coroner, when I saw something that turned my stomach. The man moved. He was alive!
The demented nurse totally ignored me as she studied the man, poking and prodding inside his cavity and taking notes on a clipboard. "Time for the final test," she said sweetly, smiling down at her victim. She put down the clipboard and picked up a large clear plastic bag. She shoved it over his head and tied it around his neck with rubber tubing. Her eyes watched his cavity intently as he fought for each breath. When he finally died, she smiled, draped the bloody sheet over him and wrote something else on the clipboard.
Her eyes turned to me and I felt my heart freeze. Her lips turned up at the corners as she walked over to me."You're awake, how painful for you. Still, it might change some variables." She picked up her clipboard and wrote something down. I noticed her blood smeared name tag had the Name GUHL in dark letters stamped on it."You're related to that freak who tried to raise the dead?"She smiled as she took a scalpel and ripped my shirt down the middle, being careful not to cut me. "Not exactly," she replied, her voice changing. "I am that freak, and my experiment was a success." Now the voice was that of a man. The body parts and bodies started twitching. He really was raising the dead! "Now, it's your turn." He pressed the scalpel to my chest untill it bit it's way inside. My screams fell upon dead ears. I felt the blade slowly creep down my chest and watched as my blood sprayed his already dirty uniform. The pain was incredible. I finally gave up and closed my eyes as the doctor opened my window to everlasting life.

Been a While

Wow, I haven't posted here in quite a while. Time flies I guess. Just wanted to update anyone who might actually read this thing. I have two books in the stores, with two more on the way. I think I'm going to use this blog to rant, or review, or a little of both. Till next time my children of shadows
Sweet nightmares