Our story starts off with 3 bored people... Desperado (Jordan), Mel, and myself. We decide we want to go driving around and check out some haunted places.
We were on our way to Kenyon College, and while going over a bridge, Jordan tells us a story about it. A little whilte girl, and a little black girl had been playing down in the water, the white girl drowned, the KKK blamed the black girl, and hung her. We drove under the trees she was hung in. I guess if you park there, and turn everything off and wait a minute, you'll hear something like the girl falling on top of the car. We didn't do it cause I started freaking out like the pussy I am.
We drive away from there, heading towards Kenyon. We're all just jammin to some awesome tunes, and Jordan is telling me where to go and what-not. Well, we start driving down this road, Jordan is telling us a story... when the cd player starts making a thumping noise... as if it's a heart beat. We're like, WTF? All creeped out, we turn it off and resort to the radio.
So, a little while later, we're headed towards Martinsburg, where there's a non-existent tree farm out there. Also known as the Yetti Testing Facility. We try the cd player again, and it starts the heart-beating, only this time it gets faster. We freak the fuck out and shut it off. We drive through the testing facility and stuff. Blah blah...
Anyway... a little later, when we were on our way to take Jordan home, we try the cd player one more time. Guess what? No problems. Not one. It was SO messed up. On the way home from taking Jordan home, Melissa and I listened to the song that it kept messing up on, twice, all the way through... and nothing.
Talk about creepy.
*shudders*
And that, my friends, was Desperado's and moocow's late night adventure. 😊 Have a nice night!