Welcome to the Gloomy Hollows of Spookinite Valley Est. Sept. 2012 Journal Entry 2 - November 3rd, 1850 To say that the previous evening was frightful beyond compare would be an immense understatement. While riding to Hemlock on horseback, I watched the slender cornstalks within the fields move in such a way that I could have sworn they were alive. Worse, when we reached the dark tract of forest, an enormous, shadowy figure followed us. By this time the sun was setting—and it was thus difficult to see what it was. Return to Journal Entries Next Journal Entry Previous Journal Entry Click below to play ambient sounds.

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