Post by Stormblast on Jun 30, 2007 12:08:50 GMT -5
I found this on the 4chan.org forums, in the paranormal section and thought I'd post it here to see what you guys think of it, or if you've possibly have ever heard of the place.
This is going to sound really silly, guys, but I promise it is entirely true.
I live in southern Indiana. the town is Evansville.
There's a small rural area just outside of the city I live in. It's bordered on three sides
by the river, and on the fourth by a bayou, so at times, it's cut off entirely from the
rest of indiana (during flood seasons.) We call this place 'Dogtown', owing to the name of
a tavern out there, but it's really called 'Union Township.'
I was introduced to this place via a friend of mine with a very fast car. Hardly any people
live out there anymore, and the main road follows the course of the river (indeed, if you
go off the road, you fall into the Ohio river), so we used to race out there.
One day he showed me an old building which, upon sight, scared the piss out of me. All the
buildings out there were old, uninhabited, and falling apart, but this one was particularly
terrifying. I asked him to turn around.
He told me it was a school, and that some dude murdered a bunch of people there. I took him
half seriously, but decided to figure out the story for myself. I was 17 or 18 at the time
and had just entered college as a history major, so I figured it'd be good practice.
I spent the next two years or so taking trips out there with friends, to the 'school' or to
other places in the area, and recording what happened. Long story short - lots of weird
nuts.
We broke into the 'school' a couple times. First time, we didn't get very far - me and one
of the other guys felt a terrible sinking sensation in our chest, and about that time, a
truck drove by, whereupon an old man yelled out the window, in proper scooby doo fashion,
'You kids get outta there, you here me?' Thankfully we were armed with baseball bats and
poles, just in case someone like him stopped and tried to threaten us. He drove on, but we
gtfo'd.
Another time we actually went in and stuff. There was a tricycle upstairs when we got up
there, and, after we looked around some more, it vanished. When we left it was in front of
the door, and when we returned to our car, 'MARY' was clearly written in the
water/condensation (whatever the crap you call that stuff) on the trunk.
Other weird things happened around that area. Twice, friends and I saw a black cloud,
similar to fog, that we couldn't penetrate with light. One time it was in a field right
before the 'school', and our flashlights wouldn't touch it at all. The next time was when
the place was flooded, we tried to go out there, only to turn around when we realized,
about halfway through the drive, that the 'black fog' covered the road just ahead.
Other strange things happen. Twice friends and I heard motorcycle noises speeding by our
car as we turned on one of the really dangerous S-curves near the river. Both times it
happened in the same spot.
We were also driving around out there during the day once and noticed a huge fire in the
distance. We got over to it and pinpointed exactly where it was (which wasn't hard to do,
seeing as it was at the intersection of two roads.) We also noticed that at this point our
compass was spinning in circles. More on this happening later
There's also an old iron train bridge out there the main road goes under. I've had lots of
nightmares about this place, and area folk legend is that the KKK used to hang people from
the bridge. Before knowing of said folk legend, I noticed that I and other friends
experienced choking sensations when going under the bridge. This was documented separately
by a few of us without confronting the others about it.
A wiccan friend of mine says that she 'knows' the entire area is something of a 'portal
between dimensions', that the black fog has something to do with that, and that there's
something really evil living around and under the iron bridge. I don't buy that for a
moment, but I do think something strange is going on. (And I have seen a big lumbering
thing walking on top of the bridge, as has one of my friends who was with me, but... that
could have just been some random dude. at three am. on an old bridge that you can't get to
without climbing. I don't know.)
I ended up doing my history major senior thesis on the place. 40+ pages, usage of the 1850
census, whooboy. In the process, though, I was totally looking for folktales and things
which would have caused whatever is out there. I didn't find much. The KKK did have a
strong presence out there, but no hangings that I could find.
The "school" is actually the old powerhouse for a huge lock and dam complex that used to be
out there, until they dynamited it in the 1970s.
There were some boys that got killed there by Native Americans a long, long time ago. And
flooding frequently wiped out entire farmsteads.
Strangely enough - the place where we saw the fire used to be Rahm Station, an old train
station/general store/etc. It and the few houses around it caught fire a long, long time
ago. But beyond that, I have no idea what the hell is going on out there.
My dad grew up around here and said that his friends and family always thought the place
was 'evil.' I've heard similar things from other people and their families. The entire
place seems to be avoided and ignored.
I may never know what the f**k is up with that place.
This is going to sound really silly, guys, but I promise it is entirely true.
I live in southern Indiana. the town is Evansville.
There's a small rural area just outside of the city I live in. It's bordered on three sides
by the river, and on the fourth by a bayou, so at times, it's cut off entirely from the
rest of indiana (during flood seasons.) We call this place 'Dogtown', owing to the name of
a tavern out there, but it's really called 'Union Township.'
I was introduced to this place via a friend of mine with a very fast car. Hardly any people
live out there anymore, and the main road follows the course of the river (indeed, if you
go off the road, you fall into the Ohio river), so we used to race out there.
One day he showed me an old building which, upon sight, scared the piss out of me. All the
buildings out there were old, uninhabited, and falling apart, but this one was particularly
terrifying. I asked him to turn around.
He told me it was a school, and that some dude murdered a bunch of people there. I took him
half seriously, but decided to figure out the story for myself. I was 17 or 18 at the time
and had just entered college as a history major, so I figured it'd be good practice.
I spent the next two years or so taking trips out there with friends, to the 'school' or to
other places in the area, and recording what happened. Long story short - lots of weird
nuts.
We broke into the 'school' a couple times. First time, we didn't get very far - me and one
of the other guys felt a terrible sinking sensation in our chest, and about that time, a
truck drove by, whereupon an old man yelled out the window, in proper scooby doo fashion,
'You kids get outta there, you here me?' Thankfully we were armed with baseball bats and
poles, just in case someone like him stopped and tried to threaten us. He drove on, but we
gtfo'd.
Another time we actually went in and stuff. There was a tricycle upstairs when we got up
there, and, after we looked around some more, it vanished. When we left it was in front of
the door, and when we returned to our car, 'MARY' was clearly written in the
water/condensation (whatever the crap you call that stuff) on the trunk.
Other weird things happened around that area. Twice, friends and I saw a black cloud,
similar to fog, that we couldn't penetrate with light. One time it was in a field right
before the 'school', and our flashlights wouldn't touch it at all. The next time was when
the place was flooded, we tried to go out there, only to turn around when we realized,
about halfway through the drive, that the 'black fog' covered the road just ahead.
Other strange things happen. Twice friends and I heard motorcycle noises speeding by our
car as we turned on one of the really dangerous S-curves near the river. Both times it
happened in the same spot.
We were also driving around out there during the day once and noticed a huge fire in the
distance. We got over to it and pinpointed exactly where it was (which wasn't hard to do,
seeing as it was at the intersection of two roads.) We also noticed that at this point our
compass was spinning in circles. More on this happening later
There's also an old iron train bridge out there the main road goes under. I've had lots of
nightmares about this place, and area folk legend is that the KKK used to hang people from
the bridge. Before knowing of said folk legend, I noticed that I and other friends
experienced choking sensations when going under the bridge. This was documented separately
by a few of us without confronting the others about it.
A wiccan friend of mine says that she 'knows' the entire area is something of a 'portal
between dimensions', that the black fog has something to do with that, and that there's
something really evil living around and under the iron bridge. I don't buy that for a
moment, but I do think something strange is going on. (And I have seen a big lumbering
thing walking on top of the bridge, as has one of my friends who was with me, but... that
could have just been some random dude. at three am. on an old bridge that you can't get to
without climbing. I don't know.)
I ended up doing my history major senior thesis on the place. 40+ pages, usage of the 1850
census, whooboy. In the process, though, I was totally looking for folktales and things
which would have caused whatever is out there. I didn't find much. The KKK did have a
strong presence out there, but no hangings that I could find.
The "school" is actually the old powerhouse for a huge lock and dam complex that used to be
out there, until they dynamited it in the 1970s.
There were some boys that got killed there by Native Americans a long, long time ago. And
flooding frequently wiped out entire farmsteads.
Strangely enough - the place where we saw the fire used to be Rahm Station, an old train
station/general store/etc. It and the few houses around it caught fire a long, long time
ago. But beyond that, I have no idea what the hell is going on out there.
My dad grew up around here and said that his friends and family always thought the place
was 'evil.' I've heard similar things from other people and their families. The entire
place seems to be avoided and ignored.
I may never know what the f**k is up with that place.