A story from Derrick
I’ve heard on the net about this place, the woods behind a deserted field, people were saying it was haunted.
After walking across the field, you get on a little trail and maybe after a 5 minute walk, you start to see some weirdness.
Not paranormal weirdness but just junk, dolls, a huge and decayed wooden arch acting like gate to perhaps the haunted part of the woods.
The story about this place goes like this.
A cult used to hold strange ceremonies at that exact place, some people think this was a dark cult.
Nowadays, people who visit the place claims to hear music even tho no house is even near. Voices have also been reported as well as shadows have been seen.
Me and my friends were very curious and went there on a summer night, with our flashlights. We found the trail and it wasn’t long before we reached the big arch.
The locals say not to go beyond the arch. If you actually ask locals about that place and the cult, you get a very weird reaction, they don’t want to talk about it for some reasons.
But of course, we didn’t came that far to just stop at the arch, we went through it.
As we walked under it, we felt the atmosphere change. We felt observed, we suddenly couldn’t hear any noise from the wildlife, no bird, no insects, nothing. There was no wind at that time so we were hearing no sounds at all. It was very eerie.
It is then we started to hear a faint music, like a gypsy music but we couldn’t figure out where it came from. It sounded a bit like that.
We then sat down and tried to listen to what we were hearing.
I then started to pick up faint laughing.
Then my friend jumped up as he heard a loud “Hi” in his hear.
We tried to regain our composure and walked a little further into the woods.
Maybe 20 minutes later, we saw a ball of light moving behind the trees. This was not someone else with a flashlight as this thing was also moving up and down and it must have went at least 20 feet into the air.
A little spooked, we decided to retreat. Not long after we started to see shadows cross the light beam of our flashlight.
Now extremely spooked, we decided to run and get the heck of there.
As we were running, my friend tripped and fell on the ground. He swears he fell something, a force push him down.
After a good run, we were now in the field, in a safe place.
That same night, me and my two friends dreamed of those woods and we all saw the same things, a cult with hooded leaders chanting something.
Now I know why locals fear this place.