The Haunted Traveler May 2017 Edition

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After a brief hiatus, The Haunted Traveler is back to bring you some of the best horror out there. Open up and tread with caution, the next scare is just a page flip away.

“Six.”

Silence. The old man looked at me questioningly, his

tongue slowly rolled around his mouth as he pondered.

“Sum’n the folks here, they hear stories. Then they

tell stories. That’s all they are, boy, stories.”

Interested, I straightened myself, and prepared to

question him further. I didn’t need too, he continued

naturally, clearly well-versed and practiced in his

speech.

“On the other side of the lot, you see, there’s a great

big tree at the top of a hill. Just like these here lil one’s,

‘cept huge. Unnaturally so, you see? Ever since my pop

ran this place before me, people have been obsessed

with it.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Horror films, I think.” His expression changed from

stern to genuinely confused.

“What?”

“That land isn’t holy, boy, it’s evil. People say that it

can do… miraculous things. Because of that, I have to

be out here almost every night to watch these graves.”

I scoffed.

“What, is it some kind ancient Indian burial ground?”

The groundskeeper’s eyes lit up, enraged.

“Native American, boy!” he looked all around him,

paranoid. “Watch yer tongue ‘round these parts… lest

they hear you.”

“So,” I started, “people really think that land can

raise the dead?”

“Only their corpse,” he said, “not their souls. It would

be an abomination before God. You understand? He

wouldn’t be your son. It would be a monster, he would

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