Guest guest Posted October 14, 2002 Report Share Posted October 14, 2002 ok..here is part dos of the lil maine ghost tale this one isn't really a ghost story as much as something that freaked us out to no end...... ok..well.as we left our gallant heroes, they had crawled out of a spooky house up in maine...miles from anywhere... that nite, myself, my father, and my friend mike told ghost stories all nite, counted the stars on the flag, and generally had a good time... the next day..we had been there about 5 days, and today was going to be our last day..tomorrow we head home... so, its morning, we are still sorta sleepy(it was a weird nite, up all nite keeping the fire going and watching fer faces at the windows...) but, since it is our last day, so, mike and i decide to take a walk around, and get as much in as possible... well..like i said, our cabin was on a river that went bewteen two lakes, and was on a bumpy lil dirt road...so, we decided to follow the dirt road down to Eagle lake...(i think it was eagle..maybe it was Long...)..away from the freaky house.... woods all the way around us... if you've never been to maine, lets just saw, the forests in upper maine are different...thick..lotsa hemlock and cedar...ground is dark and covered with thick moss, ferns, fallen trees everywhere..you can't see more then 10' into the woods.... well, we are surrounded by this..just walking along...a few squirrels about...birds...really nice out tho, sunny, if chilly....we pass a few other cabinbs every once in awhile, all boarded up, some haven't been occupied in awhile.... well, eventually we get down to the lake...big..can barely see the far side..in the distance, you can hear the call of loons, and few things are as chilling as that....really makes yer hair stand up on end..and since i think i had a mohawk at the time, it must have been comical!! hee anyways..well, we walked along the lake fer a bit.,..quiet...just a few ducks, loons in the distance..small fog wisps over the lake....no one about.,....no car noise, no planes, no nuthin... we followed the road a bit longer...and then it just ended.... well..that was boring..barely gone an hour.... hmmm..we don't want to turn back well..directly in front of us, where the road ended , is a line of old telegraph poles...no wires on em anymore..and they run off thru the woods...there is a small trail here..probably deer... so, we decide to follow us..we can still see the lake thru the trees on the right, glimpses...but, its not even noon..so, we aren't worried... so, we walk..the poles lead the way, swaying drunkenly...moss covered, some have totally fallen over..but, we have a trail as well, which eventually hits marshy ground...dark lumps of ground rear up in small patches...old frost heaves i gather...moss and ferns everywhere...we hop from one grass tussock to another....we are surrounded by dark woods..small chittering creatures.... eventually the path goes uphill a bit..winds up slowly..up out of the marshy swamp...trees cover our heads..sun peaks thru barely.... soon, we reach another dirt road which crosses our path, and the telegraph poles follow it but... this road isn't like the old one..this one hasn't been used in awhile...old tire ruts on each side are filled with old leaves, sun still holding a bit of last years color, but most dark and rotted..and the center of the road is filled with small plants and weeds, all last years..a few small trees...hmmm..no one uses this very much.... well..we follow it right..taking us away from the cabin..but, we still know the lake should be to our right, somewhere down the hill, and we figure, eventually this will hook up with the main route.... (silly us) so... we walk.. and walk and walk quiet.. except fer a few birds everyonce in awhile a deer er somesuch critter will bound away in the woods..but, we can't see anything..just trees...we get jumpy..but laugh it off keep walking.. sun passes its zenith..and starts is fall from the sky... we are still walking every once in awhile, we come across wot we figure is a driveway, it is a small dirt road which heads down to the lake, which we occassionally get glimpses of thru the trees..some of these roads have an old wood fence, which is beyond the term rickety..all over grown with bracken and weeds..and the driveways are in worse shape...trees several feet high choke them, forests on both sides lean over them, blocking off the light after a few feet...down some of them, we can maybe see some shapes that look like hidden building...old cabins??? logging buildings?? we just shrug and walk on conversation keeps coming back to the house..and everything that happened there..eerie forest around us..who has been here...animals found here..will we ever get out... our imaginations begin to run a bit rampant animals scamper away into the darkness a large black bird lands in the trees ahead..raven er crow, we can't see, but it croaks at us as it flaps into the wilderness the sun sinks lower and lower we walk shadows, already deep, darken and cover everything oh man we are getting more and more nervous wot do we do?? well, we can handle this,..ahahah.. maybe we should have told my father where we were going... road continues..climbing uphill sun sinks lower and lower... we walk soon, the road snakes up another hill, switchbacking back and forth..trees overhang right over our heads..shadows are getting longer and longer..sun is right above the trees, barely.... we walk and notice... everything is quiet no birds no squirrels no silly snowshoe hares, who don't run, just hop a few feet away and stop and look at you no more deer no bugs, no crickets, no nuthing just the wind in the trees....slight wind...just sighing great..i'm thinking wendigo er something road snakes up.. and up ahead is a big bend... as we reach the bend, there is a big clearing here and in the center of the clearing, which has to cover a 1/4 acre, is this big ol oak tree...still covered in the brown dress of last years leaves, a few new green ones poke out of the branches..but..it is HUGE!! seriously, 5 people linked arm and arm could probably just circle it..it towers up into the sky...right in the middle of this clearing.. and..in front of this is the remains of a campfire well..wot we originally take fer a campfire it is about 4-5' across..lots of ash..blackened ground..right in front of this towering oak and, its a perfect circle but..we look at it.this perfect black circle..and there are no rocks around it..no ring..nothin to hold the fire in a circle...no spot fires.. a few old mossy logs are pulled up around it..like seats..but...no rocks...no way to keep the fire in a circle... huh??? here in the grassy field in the middle of the forest... no one about no sign of anyone in the middle of nowhere and i look at this oak tree..towering up into the sky..mike is perplexed next to me..and my brain goes " an oak tree is connected with witches... " (no offense to any wiccans out there!) and i tell mike this..and we can see bits of wot looks like mistletoe high up in the tree..which slightly lets it branches move in the wind and the sun goes down dips below the horizon and mike sh*ts and then.. then the whipporwills start whipporwill whipporwill whippor will will will,.. dunno know wot ya'll know, but, in new england and old world mythology..whipporwills are harbingers of doom, and death..and they gather near the site of impending death...and wait to gather the soul as it flees the body... andi foolishly tell mike this whipporwill whipporwill will will *shiver* ummmmm so, we freak a bit it is now dark..excpet fer an orange glow in the sky overhead..forest is dark around us no sounds except the wind..and the whipporwills we began to walk..rather quickly.....and of course, the deer come back now, er wot we hope is there, as animals crash thru the trees hidden on both sides.... so we walk faster and faster... soon we'll be out..soon we'll be out soon we'll be out.......repeat walk dark moon rises..sends silver filaments thru the trees down to us...we begin to jog.... shapes move in woods..unseen almost, just caught.... ba thump ba thump ba thump goes the heart... we jog owl flies over head we move faster and yes..eventually..we made it out to the main road..several miles from the cabin road... got back to the cabin very late at nite..10 or so pm..my father was a bit worried(ok, very)..but, we made it.... and decided that the woods in certain places like to be left alone... end of part 2 part 3 later cheers fraggle Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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