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The Uncanny Of Corpsewood
Scudders Vision
Uneasiness
Allens story
The pentegram rock
Dreams
Hallucinations
The cops on the scene of the crime
A strange man at the manor
Scudders Vision
Before Dr. Scudder was murdered, he painted a portrait of himself. The picture was of a man that was gagged and bound,and bullet wounds were visible. He told many people that that was him when he died. Whats uncanny about this you ask? What isn't? Dr. Scudder was gagged,was bound,and was shot. (I will get this picture in about 2 more months.)
Uneasiness
When people go to see the ruins of the manor,a strange uneasiness comes over them (damn, I feel uneasy just thinking about it,I just had to go check out my windows,it's only 3:12 a.m while I am typing this). Although everytime I've went out there I haven't felt a thing. But I've not been back since the whole pentegram thing...
It's mostly men that say they feel wierd.Is it because the two men that were killed out there were homosexuals? Or is that just the fact that bothers them? Or is the place really haunted? Who knows who knows.
Allens story
Allen is uh-my ex boy friend.Anyways,he told me that he never goes out to devil worship mountain anymore. He said that one night after a football game, him and some buddies all threw an over night party.I'm sure the beer had nothing to do with this but he said he seen two glowing eyes looking at him,and that it was beelzebub the mastiff.
The pentegram rock(You can read a full-version of this in my visit section) part 1Ok,you've seen the pictures yourselves. There is a pentegram drawn on this huge rock in the center of the pool.Well,we went out there one day and the rock was there but the pentegram was gone. I figured maybe the rain had washed it away seeing how I had only looked at it up close once before. I was with a whole bunch of people this day,but the whole missing pentegram thing was bothering me. I don't really know why but I suggested we turn the rock over. It took me and two of my best friends to flip the rock over.And I'll be damned if the pentegram wasn't on the other side. Whats weired about this you ask? Everything... It really bothers me that I was the one that suggested we turn the rock over,I mean, it's weird,cause I kept thinking about it,like we should turn it over. Anywho,after we all seen the pentegram was on the other side we ran out of there.I've not been back since...
The dreams
It had been a long time since I had been out to DW. I was going about my life,working a crappy job,getting my hair done like I wanted. Well one night,I had this dream about CW. OOOO-K here goes a long story.You know how dreams are,hard to explain: I was at CW and the house was more like a brick tunnel. There was a drop off not far from the two out buildings that isn't really there. Well this tall lanky guy dressed in 70's style came walking by the drop off. You could see the tree tops from below.I was neither in the house/tunnel or by the ledge.The guy looked at me and was telling me there was bones down the drop off. I get the impression he wanted me to find them. So I walked to the ledge and looked over. Well the bones weren't hard to find,they were just laying down this drop off. I turned to look at the guy and he was gone,and this other man came up to me. This is hard to explain but he had two sides to his face.Half of his face was normal,and half of it was all black and distorted.Just picture two-face off of batman,only scary. Well, the normal side was talking to me. Just a casual conversation,no harm,he was even laughing. And then the other side took over,and he was screaming and cussing,like he wanted to kill me. And his face was terrible,even the good side.But then the good side kinda blew the bad side off right.He seemed embarressed and left. Then something was going on behind me.Well,I felt this urge to hide,something was after me. So I go into the house,thats all wierd and whole and different,just like a dream. And I duck down behind a window because there is this huge beast after me. Yeah,a beast,imagin the beast off of beauty and the beast,only taken over by satan and about 3 times bigger,and after you. This thing wanted to kill me,hell,it wanted to kill anything. And I remember peering out of this little tiny window at it,and it had grabbed up this woman.She was kinda big with dark hair,and she had a red blouse on. Well,he grabbed her arms and pulled her chest to his mouth and bit her. Her whole fuggin chest exploded! Blood was gushin everywhere and spurting out all over! Man it was nasty.And then it was like I could see this ladies soul being sucked up in its mouth! Well,the really worst part and the end of my dream happened. This thing told me in my dream," Play with me and I'll take your soul." Well, I'm no Moses or anybody like that,but that dream scared the shit outta me. I believe it was pure evil,and I really don't wanna go back out there,ever. Called me scared and stupid for thinking dreams mean anything,but how would you feel having a dream like that? Part2 Well the next day my best friend Teena calls me. And we jitter on about this and that and then I'm like,"Oh yeah man, I had this really messed up dream last night." And she was like, "I did too,I dreamed we were at corpsewoods and you died." (chill bumps even now) Well I told her my dream first. Then she told me hers. As I am not her I can't go into much detail,I hear you saying thank God for that. Anyway,she said we was out there,and these little men in robes were there,one side black and one side red.We were trying to hide from them and she went into the house,and I went into the out building that use to be the well house.The men in robes somehow made the buildong collapse while I was in it.Teena came running out and was throwing bricks in all directions trying to get to me. In all honesty...I've forgotten what else she told me happened in her dream. Sorry,this was a long time ago.But I remeber what made our whole phone conversation stand out. After we told about our dreams she said,"Oh well,I wouldn't worry about it cause you looked all different in the dream anyway." I asked her how I looked different,seeing how I had just had my hair highlighted and layered short. "You're hair was short and really blond." I dropped the phone.It took a while before I could pick it back up,and by then teena was spazzing and asking me where I went and what was going on. I told her I had just went and had my hair done the day before and it was exactly as she had described it. (God it's 4 a.m and I;m alone and thinking about all this is giving me the jitters,thanks alot!now I can't go to sleep cause I'm scared of bad dreams -_-) Sorry this story was so long,but you have to admit,it was uncanny.
Hallucinations
Does this place make you hallucinate,or is everyone on acid? Well,I'm not on acid,and I am always stone sober when I go to this place. The night I had discovered the rock with the missing pentegram I guess you could say I had a hallucination. I went home and was lying in bed,thinking about CW/DWM . And I had this thought,'I wish I knew if that place was really haunted or not'. Thats what was running through my mind as I looked at my wall and this huge green glowing pentegram was glowing in my face. It was so wiered and even though this had to about a year ago I remember it vividly. I can't even describe what was going on but it was moving,and so was I. I jumped outta bed and walked very slowly to my lamp,all the way on the other side of my room. I even looked back to make sure I was seeing it,and I still saw it! I started praying,wuss or no wuss if I was gonna die I'd like a prayer to be on my lips. "God please let me make it to my light,please God just let me make it to the light." Over and over I said this unitill I did reach my light.I whirled around afraid something might get me and was so relieved to see it gone. I sat on the floor for a while,I admit I was terrified. I might have been on the brink of dozing off into sleep.Thats what I told myself anyways,who cares that before I seen that thing I had just thought to myself if CW was really haunted? I can be logical.I can also stay my ass away from CW from now on. I don't care,maybe it was all nothing,but I don't care to find out. I've not been there since that night,and I slept with my light on that night,I didn't give a damn.
And then,Allens glowing eyes can be passed off as a hallucination,he was drunk.My pentegram can be passed off on my mind shutting down and going to sleep,even though I did do a double glance and felt wide awake. People say they see things out there. I say,maybe so,maybe not.I'll post up more stories like this later. (4:20 am)
The cops on the scene of the crime Most of the cops that were on the scene of the crime felt a "presence". One cop felt like a spirit was about. They all thought this was a terrible gruesome crime,they were left to clean the mess up and tow away the bodies.
A strange man This is from an e-mail that someone sent me. I think it belongs here, in the uncanny section.
I went to the manor ONCE shortly after the fire. I was
with two friends, one of whom was a native of the area and had
actually been to the house when Scudder and Odom were alive. He
had gone there to buy wine from them. Anyway, we went in broad
daylight and as we entered what was left of the house I got a very
strange feeling. Like it was the most peaceful place on earth. I
know, it's strange but I felt like I belonged there. We walked to what
was once the staircase in the middle of the house, I heard it was a
huge rock that was on the property when the men moved there and
they cut steps out of them and built the house around the steps.
When we were there the roof was no longer on the house so you
could see the property from the top step. Anyway, My friend Randy
(the one who was there before) went up the steps first, then Curtis,
then myself. We were talking as we walked up and just then,
someone said "Did ya'll know these people?" We almost shit
ourselves! we turned and there was this guy, older and kinda
ragged looking. I said NO and he said "I did" I turned to look at
Randy and Curtis and when I looked back the guy was gone! Randy
and Curtis said he vanished in thin air. Needless to say, we got the
hell out of there and have never been back.
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