Ghostly Tales of Wisconsin by Ryan Jacobson

Author:Ryan Jacobson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ghost, spirit, specter, phantom, wraith, apparition, haunted, scary, horror, Wisconsin, WI, short story, ghostly tale, nonfiction, true, campfire, terror, fear, fright, possessed, cursed, eerie, poltergeist, paranormal, supernatural, occult, psychic, history
Publisher: Adventure Publications
Published: 2012-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

Hell’s Playground

There were three bodies: an adult female and two young children. Their blood-soaked clothes and frozen expressions of terror illustrated the severity of the attacks.

“I’ve never seen anything like this,” said one of the investigators, who had ventured to the southern Wisconsin town of Brodhead. “Murdered in a park, it’s a real tragedy.”

He couldn’t have guessed that, from these vicious crimes, Hell’s Playground would be born, and the years that followed would bring many more horrors as a result of these unsolved crimes...

“I thought you said we were alone,” Dora Langeworth whispered, as her boyfriend kissed her ear.

“We are,” said Jacob Isley. “Don’t worry.”

She pushed his lips away from her face and pointed toward a swing, which gently swayed back and forth. “Then why is that moving?”

“It’s probably the wind,” Jacob declared, leaning toward her once more.

She stepped backward. “What wind?”

The boy ceased his advance and straightened his posture, as if awakening from a dream. He stared at the moving swing and seemed to notice for the first time that, indeed, there was no wind. After a long, uncomprehending moment, he finally noted, “It doesn’t make sense. The swing isn’t slowing down.”

Jacob stalked toward the mysterious phenomenon, with Dora hurrying after him.

Then they heard children’s laughter.

The sound caused the couple to stop in their tracks. Given the strange circumstances and the darkness of this night, it was the scariest noise they could’ve imagined.

“Who’s there?” cried Dora.

There was no answer.

“Hello?” she called again.

Jacob reached toward her and clutched her hand in his. “What’s going on?” he whispered.

A new noise replaced the frightful giggles: a low, guttural growl that came from within the nearby bushes.

Jacob heard Dora begin to cry. He squeezed her hand. “Just relax, act normal, and walk toward the car. Don’t make any sudden moves, and we’ll be fine.”

Together, they backpedaled, never turning their eyes away from the spot where the sounds had originated.

Three minutes later, they were safely inside Jacob’s vehicle, on the road away from the haunted park—away from Hell’s Playground.

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