A fishing boat late at night, a crew in a deep fog. Sailors are a superstitious lot, pledging their lives and livelihoods to a cruel mistress in the sea. Many have claimed to see mermaids, sea monsters, and other terrors too horrible to give names. The man in the crow's nest calls out, a ship approaching under full sail. Hailing with lanterns yields no contact, and as she swims by, the crew feel a cold shudder running down their spine.
Submitted by Sifu Scott on Tue, 04/22/2008 - 11:34pm.
Cold Spots
EVP: Talking With the Dead
A click of a button and the hiss of white noise fills the air. You remember the night you made the recording, alone in a room of a reputedly haunted location. With your recorder held high, you asked the questions, feeling a little foolish in the process. After all, you are first and foremost a skeptic, right?
Submitted by Sifu Scott on Fri, 02/01/2008 - 2:46am.
Submitted by Sifu Scott on Fri, 02/01/2008 - 2:46am.
The Legend of the Resurrection Man
The Old Medical College of Georgia Augusta, GA Late at night in Cedar Grove Cemetery, nearly two hundred years ago, strange work was afoot. In a scene straight out of a gruesome horror movie, there were those who claimed to see a man committing unthinkable acts against God and nature, and while those claims were reported to the proper authorities, police and other officials turned a blind eye.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:31am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:31am.
Cold Spots Special Report: Ripley's Haunted Adventure
San Antonio, TX Halloween brings things that every horror fan loves in the form of candy, costumes, and that wonderful halmark of Halloween, the haunted attraction. Darkened hallways full of shrieking patrons and wall-to-wall ghouls are always enough to give all horror fans a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. It's too bad that Halloween only comes once a year, and its passing is marked by the closing of spookhouses, right?
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:29am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:29am.
The Skirvin Hotel
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma An old hotel is sometimes just the thing to really experience the history of a city. From the high marble arches to the gargoyles staring down from the walls, it is clear that the old adage of "they just don't make 'em like they used to" applies. But at night, sleep can be elusive in particular rooms. Did you really just hear a baby cry? And who whispers in your ears?
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:26am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:26am.
The Old Montana State Prison
Deer Lodge, Montana Passing outside the high stone walls, visitors feel a chill. There, but for the grace of God, go they. It wasn't so long ago that within these same walls, the worst of humanity thrived, their cycle of crimes continuing against their fellow inmates instead of the defenseless. But still, all that is in the past, isn't it?
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:25am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:25am.
Miramont Castle
Manitou Springs, Colorado Stepping onto the grounds, one easily forgets the present. For a moment it is no longer Colorado in the 21st Century, but Europe of more than two hundred years ago. Rising high into the sky is a building that may seem out of time and place, a castle in the middle of the modern world. Stepping inside, the spell is broken, but not in a bad way.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:24am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:24am.
The Legend of John Baptiste
Salt Lake City, Utah It is often amazing how things lead to one another. The old argument goes that a butterfly flaps his wings in china and halfway around the world a monsoon hits Florida. More amazing still are the circumstances which often lead to the discovery of something truly outrageous or terrifying.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:23am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:23am.
Old Idaho State Penitentiary
Bosie, Idaho The tiny cells have been empty for more than three decades, and jailers no longer patrol the halls. Still, the building feels alive. It is as if those who made their homes here never left, and those who died here cry out for vengeance, or perhaps justice. Did the high walls keep them in? And, if so, do prison sentences last into the afterlife, or even for eternity?
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:22am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:22am.
The Flamingo Hotel and Casino
Las Vegas, Nevada The night in Los Vegas is just as bright as daytime, brightly lit with neon and spotlights. Any vice that a body could want is available for a price, and many for free. Gambling is the main trade, with prostitution running a close second, giving this city a dangerous feel, electric and exciting to every visitor, first-timers and veterans alike.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:20am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:20am.
The Harvard Exit Theater
Seattle, Washington Hidden beneath climbing vines and shrubs sits a well-known secret. Behind the unassuming doors sits a lobby of immense proportions, with tables around a large fireplace, 1920's-era ambiance, all with the smell of buttered popcorn in the air. While it could very well by a themed cafe, this historic building is much more, providing culture to the citizens of Seattle, and providing others with a voice.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:20am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:20am.
The St. James Hotel
Cimarron, New Mexico
Cimarron, New Mexico, is a place where one can still experience what life might have been like in the Wild West. Even its name is Spanish for "wild" or "unbroken." Amid the Apache Indian dancers and historic tours, there sits a place where one might just get a little more of the Wild West experience than bargained for.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:19am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:19am.
The Marlboro Psychiatric Hospital
Marlboro, New Jersey
Screams once echoed in the night from within these walls, voiced by those driven mad by their own demons. Those damned were housed in this man-made purgatory, locked away from decent folk, out of sight out of mind. And yet, though the windows are boarded and the hallways empty, something lingers. Screams are still heard without the benefit of mouths to shape them.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:18am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:18am.
Tillamook Lighthouse
Tillamook, Oregon The sea is a dangerous mistress, changing and untamable. Her storms have claimed ships and sailors by the score, making those stout enough to brave her temper a rare bunch. From the shores, jutting from angry waters, a single rock is seen marking where man tried to tame the sea, her angry waves giving testament to her will.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:16am.
Submitted by Undeadmin on Sun, 10/14/2007 - 8:16am.


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