Let's go sightseeing.....WITH THE DEAD!

Recently, I found myself yearning to go do something Halloween influenced as well as being able to take in the fall colors.  Due to a elongated (and very expensive) trip to my auto mechanic this past weekend, I was able to break away and take a little jaunt down the street from the shop where one of the oldest and most beautifully creeptastic graveyards is located.

Not only where the fall colors in their peak, the graveyard gave off a gothic eerie atmosphere even though it was broad daylight.  Come with me and let's walk among the graves.....bruahahahahah!  God I sound like a dramatic goth kid.

Can you hear them?

Our tour begins here looking at a plethora of very old graves dating back to the 1800's.  Stone after stone after stone has a story to tell of friends and family members as well as ancestors long passed.  Do you hear their whispers as we pass by?  I do.  WELL THEN, UNCLOG YOUR EARS, 'CAUSE I CAN HEAR THEM JUST FINE AND DANDY!  Sorry, I lost it for a minute.  Let's move on.  hey, look at this stone over here!

1850....a good year to die.

Here is a weathered grave of someone who has left their mortal coil over a century ago.  Does her spirit haunt this graveyard at night?  Or does she take up occupancy elsewhere?  Perhaps she is floating around an old victorian mansion somewhere.  Or perhaps she's waiting under your bed when you sleep at night?  Either way the results are creepy.

Look how the fall colors add beauty to the grave stones.

These five gravestones sit under a tree emblazoned with leaves.  Soon those leaves will fall to the ground and groundskeeper Ernie will have to rake them all up.  While he's raking them, he'll bitch about the workload of raking.  He'll be so preoccupied with complaining that he will not notice the corpses rising out of the graves nearby.  He'll turn around once it's too late and the living dead will feast on his flesh as his cries go ignored.  Just like in a horror movie.  I swear to god that will happen.  My imagination runs amok.

If you look closely, you'll notice the moon is still out.  It was around 11:00 in the morning and the overseer of the night was still keeping it's eye on the dead.  It's with good reason when it's around the Halloween season.

At the top of the large hill within the graveyard there sits a mysterious mausoleum.  What or who dwells within is a mystery.  The grounds keepers keep it good and locked up.  Is it to keep people out, or perhaps to keep something inside?  (Got that little quote from the Haunted Mansion.  Not very original, but still effective).

Don't frackin' BLINK!!!

There was a recent archeological finding within the moors of England.  A very old tablet was unearthed with ancient writing that was recently translated from what was believed to be a forgotten druid language.  It warned of a race of beings from another world that would pose as statues of angels so they could watch us from afar.  As soon as we would turn our heads away from them, THEY WOULD POUNCE and devour our souls.  There was also some writings about a man in a blue box, but that isn't important right now.  What is important is the fact that I spent 4 hours staring at this friggin' statue until I realized that sometimes "a statue is just a statue" and that a dullard with an overactive imagination is just a dullard with an overactive imagination.

It is now time to leave the dead to their rest.  For it is still daylight and the cold, hard ground under the daytime sunlight is the only protection we have.  Once the dusk approaches, things will start to stir and lurk about, sniffing at the night air for human flesh or the souls of the living.  We have several hours before the dead rise, so lets make a good and safe beat and path out of here.  I hope you've had a nice walk amongst the graves.


On to more Halloween activities.  I promised you another visit to a YouTube haunted attraction so lets go.  Here's a behind the scenes walk through the Factory of Terror, brought o you by HauntCon.

Apparently the dead have followed me home and I now have to exorcise my apartment.  Just my luck.  Until next time.

Zangz.