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The quiet place.
#WritcoStoryPrompt11
The village was eerie even by the day. Stories of horror revolved around it. But nothing deterred my friends and me to explore it on that moonless, winter night…
One thing is for sure, students are fearless, especially when they decide to study anthropology and urban legends. Of course, Jack, Lilly, Zoe and I had to explore this particular village.
Chapel town was a cute and small farming town. Used to grow corn, wheat and all the people would need to eat all year long. But the villagers needed a more sustainable and money making business to expand and develop. They decided to enter the cotton and linen trade. The production was small at first, but soon enough they were able to sell for a high price. As it is never enough, the production got too big to sell as raw materials. The town decided to use the left over from the harvest to make fabrics then clothes. This part of the production was first used for the villagers, then leftovers were sold for high profits. The town expansion was quick, faster than the nearby towns. This must have sparked jealousy and envy. The quality was implacable, and the towns people worked as one for the sake of the community, sharing equally. Buyers came from far away and paid good money. Until, during a winter night, a customer noticed something odd. People were walking in their pajamas, half-naked, they looked puzzled, as if their mind were blank. Some of them walked toward the woods, entered and disappeared. At some point, people woke up from this strange state, looked at each others, shaking from the cold. No one talked, they just went back to their homes. The customer tried to talk to them, but they just looked at him strangely, said nothing and kept walking back. The customer was staying at the mayor's house. They had a young daughter, a beautiful thing, smart and elegant who knew how to make precise and divine embroidery. She was one of the lost persons. As he had in mind to marry her, he ran after her, but never found her. When he came back to the house, her parents were warming up in front of the chimney. He told them that she disappeared! But all the parents did was asking who he might be talking about. The mother had a gentle smile when she told him that she never had a daughter. The customer was very clear when he said that, of all the people who got into the wood, none of them ever came back.
The strangest thing was, all the people who disappeared were forgotten, even by their own mothers.
This happened many times, and nearby town spread the word about the strange events. Then came the time when the town people weren't enough to harvest and keep the business alive. They tried to ask for help, to hire from other farms. But no one wanted to work with them.
Of course, the business went down, buyers stopped coming long ago. Food got low, and something terrible happened. One day, a pastor decided to come visit Chapel Town's pastor. He heard strange rumors and was very concerned. He couldn't find anyone. He knocked on doors, called and shouted. The place looked empty, but he couldn't take away the feeling of being watched. Finally, he reached the chapel, and ran away, as if the devil himself was after him. Lucky enough to have a horse, he was able to escape. As he told later, he never looked back while running or riding, but he knew, he knew they were after him. What he saw in the chapel made him loose his faith. He kept saying, "How can there be a god? What kind of god would let his emissary on earth get eaten alive by his own people?"He told his superior that the pastor was sitting in front of the cross, and he was smiling while feeding his own intestines to the people. Unrolling the tube, he looked up and saw his friend, he smiled at him and waved, happy to see him. The sheriff went to see for himself. Not alone of course, many men went. They found five persons in the church, dead. Clearly they resorted to cannibalism. Of the other bodies? None were found.
More stories and rumors appeared, especially in recent years. With the rise of social media, this kind of sites are prey to people looking for "scary" activities and film themselves in hope to go viral. Sadly, a good percentage of them never came back alive or simply vanished.
During one of the classes, the students had to choose a "haunted place" and write an essay. The rules were simple, it had to be a...
The village was eerie even by the day. Stories of horror revolved around it. But nothing deterred my friends and me to explore it on that moonless, winter night…
One thing is for sure, students are fearless, especially when they decide to study anthropology and urban legends. Of course, Jack, Lilly, Zoe and I had to explore this particular village.
Chapel town was a cute and small farming town. Used to grow corn, wheat and all the people would need to eat all year long. But the villagers needed a more sustainable and money making business to expand and develop. They decided to enter the cotton and linen trade. The production was small at first, but soon enough they were able to sell for a high price. As it is never enough, the production got too big to sell as raw materials. The town decided to use the left over from the harvest to make fabrics then clothes. This part of the production was first used for the villagers, then leftovers were sold for high profits. The town expansion was quick, faster than the nearby towns. This must have sparked jealousy and envy. The quality was implacable, and the towns people worked as one for the sake of the community, sharing equally. Buyers came from far away and paid good money. Until, during a winter night, a customer noticed something odd. People were walking in their pajamas, half-naked, they looked puzzled, as if their mind were blank. Some of them walked toward the woods, entered and disappeared. At some point, people woke up from this strange state, looked at each others, shaking from the cold. No one talked, they just went back to their homes. The customer tried to talk to them, but they just looked at him strangely, said nothing and kept walking back. The customer was staying at the mayor's house. They had a young daughter, a beautiful thing, smart and elegant who knew how to make precise and divine embroidery. She was one of the lost persons. As he had in mind to marry her, he ran after her, but never found her. When he came back to the house, her parents were warming up in front of the chimney. He told them that she disappeared! But all the parents did was asking who he might be talking about. The mother had a gentle smile when she told him that she never had a daughter. The customer was very clear when he said that, of all the people who got into the wood, none of them ever came back.
The strangest thing was, all the people who disappeared were forgotten, even by their own mothers.
This happened many times, and nearby town spread the word about the strange events. Then came the time when the town people weren't enough to harvest and keep the business alive. They tried to ask for help, to hire from other farms. But no one wanted to work with them.
Of course, the business went down, buyers stopped coming long ago. Food got low, and something terrible happened. One day, a pastor decided to come visit Chapel Town's pastor. He heard strange rumors and was very concerned. He couldn't find anyone. He knocked on doors, called and shouted. The place looked empty, but he couldn't take away the feeling of being watched. Finally, he reached the chapel, and ran away, as if the devil himself was after him. Lucky enough to have a horse, he was able to escape. As he told later, he never looked back while running or riding, but he knew, he knew they were after him. What he saw in the chapel made him loose his faith. He kept saying, "How can there be a god? What kind of god would let his emissary on earth get eaten alive by his own people?"He told his superior that the pastor was sitting in front of the cross, and he was smiling while feeding his own intestines to the people. Unrolling the tube, he looked up and saw his friend, he smiled at him and waved, happy to see him. The sheriff went to see for himself. Not alone of course, many men went. They found five persons in the church, dead. Clearly they resorted to cannibalism. Of the other bodies? None were found.
More stories and rumors appeared, especially in recent years. With the rise of social media, this kind of sites are prey to people looking for "scary" activities and film themselves in hope to go viral. Sadly, a good percentage of them never came back alive or simply vanished.
During one of the classes, the students had to choose a "haunted place" and write an essay. The rules were simple, it had to be a...
