I gotta be more careful...

I see someone's done found one of my hidey holes fer my patients... I gotta be more careful about where I put them. I don't want to go scarin off everyone from this here fancy spa and resort before I can get me hands on a dozen or so of them. I't hard to find a good willing vict... I mean patient for me experiments... I was able to find a little trick that helped me regrow me hair after that little shock I got in the electric chair last year. Glad they hired bubba fer that electrical wirin job, otherwise they might have killed me good last year. As it is, I gotta find somethin ter help me skin heal a little.
Anyway, its gonna be even more fun that I thought when I head they were usin the Manor... Seems they also reopened the sanitarium fer some more space... I'm sure that will add to my fun. That place was always disorientin, getting people all turned around and lost. A person could go in there and never come out again, and if I'm lucky, no one would ever be the wiser...
Well, I am havin a bit o trouble with my outfit... it seems that darn electric chair did fuse that durn prison getup to me, so I'll just have to find a way to cover it up. I saw this nifty lab coat, some Dr. Horrible or some such were wearin... I might have ter find somthing like that there ter cover me up good. We shall see...
They be planning ter open the resort soon, so I best be gettin all me tools ready to operate... and if'n I ever get me hands on that electrician that been movin my patients, well, he might just become one hisself...

Graveyard hijinks.

So last night I was wonderin' around and fixin' to get up to no good and so I headed into the ol' family graveyard. Y'all'll never guess what I saw. I saw some guy diggin in there. Figuring that it's always good to know someone in the grave diggin' business, I decided to go over and make all friendly like. I got a bad feelin' as I was gettin' closer and so I shouted a friendly "Howdy." Well, I reckon that it was as friendly a howdy as I could muster in the middle of the night in a grave yard while someone was in a fresh grave.

The guy turns around and wouldn't you know it? It was the construction foreman. Guy goes by the name Hill Billy One. I know that I got to be careful, cuz he's been around the town and I'm sure that he'd be none too happy if he were to realize who I am and that I was on his crew.

Well, he's all bowed up and starts to lay into me about how I shouldn't be here and how I'm tresspassin' and this and that and the other. Since he's trying to shoo me away, I figure that I best be going. Just as I am going, it starts to rain.

Bein' I'm curious about what he was doing out there all by his lonesome, I figure that I should head back in the morning. When I got there, it looks like he's done filled in the grave again. Well, that figures, if'n he's tryin' to hide bodies, then I'd fill in the grave too. So, I take a quick look at the grave to see who's got company. Lo and behold the grave is all scratched up, but it looks like it says "Crutch", which is just fine by me. I don't know what happened to that ornry varmint, but good riddance.

Just as I'm about to leave, I notice one more thing... Since it started to rain last night, I can see Hilly Billy One's footprints leavin' the grave. The percurilar thing is that there is another set of footprints walkin' right behind his away from the grave. If he had help, I figure that I would have seen a set of footprints headin' up the to grave. But I don't see them. Only two sets walkin' away from it. So, I'm thinkin' that he didn't so much leave a body down as get a body out. An' somehow that body walked away on its on volition...

Ha! Maw's back!

Well, I'll be. I was thumbin' through some of the paperwork in the big chief's office and just guess what I saw. Ol' Maw Hillbilly has been hired as a greeter for the spa. See, Maw's been 'round these parts longer than I can fathom. She's a sharp one, she is. See, what she does is be all nice and kind when you first see her, but I reckon she's a little unhinged by now.

Maw's seen it all. She was right next door to the old Manor when everything went down a coupla years back. Then, wouldn't you know it, she showed up at the hospital and the penetentiary right a'fore the blood was spilled. I never actually saw her in the middle of it, but she's always been 'round. You know, I think that she might be a witch...

Of course, I didn't get a chance to ponder that too deeply cuz then that nasty Adam came a'bargin' into the office. He started yellin' about why was I there and why was I going through his things.

"Your things?", I said. "You're just the cook from the Pennitentiary. I'm got more of a cause to be in here than you do!"

Then, he says that he's in charge of the resort. I was gonna ask what dern fool made that call, but he grabbed me and shoved me out of "his" office at that point. The nerve of that one. I might have to ask ol' Maw to put a hex on him.

Something ain't right 'round the spa.

The other day, I showed up to help with the electrics in the basement. Now, don't get me wrong, I ain't never touched me any electrical stuff a'fore, but I figured how hard could it be? So I'm down there fussing with some breaker panels and low and behold there's a boom 'round the corner and the lights go out. So, I reckon I better go over an' see what's what. Since I'm in the basement, I had to pull out my flashlight so that I could see the hand in front of my face. I round the corner and see the charred remains of what used to be the fancy electrical guy that they hired. Looks like Mr. Fancy Pants touched the wrong wire. Cuz I'm worried I might get blamed , I figure I best move the body. By now, I've got a few places to dump bodies. So, I heft up the body and start dragging him down the hall.

All the sudden things start to smell things not so right. I turn the corner and open a closet of sorts. The smell darn near knocked me to next week. Three bodies laying there. Clear as day. Funny thing is that these aren't any of the bodies that I've been acquainted with. Wouldn't you know it, but all the sudden, my flashlight goes out. Now, I'm not a superstitious man, but I swear it got really cold and I felt something on the back o' my neck. So, I turn 'round and saw only a set of teeth starin' back at me. I high-tailed it outta there. I still get the shakes when I think about it. And I'll tell you what, I ain't goin back down there any time soon.

Bigger, better, fun....ner? funner? Yeah, funner.

I been poking around the resort for the last few days. I can't believe how big it is. Ya know what that means. More space, more people working, easier to slip in unnoticed. And it was so easy this time. I jumped on one of the work crews and nobody even raised a fuss.

There was a bit of a problem at my work area when there was that little accident. Me and this bum were puttin up an extension onto the resort and there was trouble with the supports. The walls was leanin' this way and that. So, I says to him, I says, go ahead and take a look at the foundations. So, he goes and climbs underneath to check things out. I don't know what happened, but the next thing I seen was the entire extension collapse right while he was under it. There was some screamin' but it died down quick 'nough. Maybe if he wasn't so busy talkin ill of my maw he woulda be able to keep his work in order....

I didn't stick 'round very long cuz it made such a clatter that all sorts of people came a'runnin'. The hillbilly in charge of the buildin' jobs was fit to be tied, so I skinned out purdy quick-like. Somethin's outta kilter with that guy. He's always wearin's these big caps and he's got an evil glint in his eye. I gotta be careful 'round him.

-Junior

The old Manor's being rennovated...

Hoo-boy. Looks like Possum Creek is a'poppin again! Since the penitentiary shut down last year, this place has been dead. Word 'round the campfire is that the old City family estate is where everything is going down. You don't know where that is? Well, it's right across from the Crabtree Valley (Mall) on the corner of Glennwood Ave and Creedmore Rd. The old Patriarch of the family put a big sign on the front of the estate with his first name. You can't miss it. It says "Circuit City." "Circuit" is an odd Christian name to be sure, but the City family was never really right in the head...

I've been scouting out the old manor and I think that I should be able to slip into one of the construction crews without being noticed. If you're interested in helpin' out, take a look at this here calendar to figure out when you can help and then let us know that you are coming.

Ol' Bill told me that he's heard tell of Invisible Dave running around, but I can't believe him since what would a spirit be doing at a work site? I just hope that I don't see the good Dr. Crutch there. I saw him electrocuted in the penitentiary last year, but just before I took off, I didn't see the body. The guy always gave me the creeps...

-Junior

I'm buildin' benches....straight to the sauna!

I made it through another work day at the house. What's more interesting is that I made it through my second work day working closely with hubby, Bill. Tonight we were in charge of building benches in the resort's sauna. Some might think that working closely with a spouse could be reminiscent of a Jerry Springer episode, but lucky for all the other townies of Possum Creek, we didn't deliver. Plus, we got all of that out of our system a few years ago when we sledge hammered the old cracked concrete walkway at shanty de Montgomery.

So, come on out to the house and paint a wall, assemble some props, or...build some benches (2 more to go). And bring a friend, co-worker, or spouse! They'll thank you later for bringing them out!

Walls, Walls, and wow, more Walls

Hey Everyone, the possum creek townfolk have been at it again. We've been putting up walls and bracing for what is our largest haunted house in many years. The cool news is we start building our second attraction Saturday the 12th. So this Saturday will be a great oppurtunity to see how we build these haunted houses if you're new to the Jaycees. If you're reading this and aren't a Jaycee, then come help out and see how to build and decorate a haunted house, not to mention meet some new folks, we always have a great turn out of people on Saturday mornings. However you will need to send us your contact info before hand using the form on this page ---> http://www.terroratpossumcreek.com/contact.html

Look for further post to come, and see you Saturday.

Yet more fun to be had...

Dr Crutch here... And I thought I would be bored this year...
Seems these people here in Possum Creek just will not learn. After a few years of terrorizing this town around Halloween, you'd think they would learn. At least I get to have me some more fun again this year. I hear they are startin some kinda resort type place, and they are using the old Manor as art of it. This is just too good to be true.

I will have to be careful though, even the fools that Possum Creek pass off as police might get lucky and spot me. That little bit in the electric chair last year messed up my skin quite a bit. I'll have to see what kind of disguise I can think up this year.

Location has been announced

The 2009 Raleigh Jaycees Haunted House will be located in the former Circuit City building at 4601 Creedmoor Rd in Raleigh. It is conveniently located to I-440, I-40, and is right across the street from Crabtree Valley Mall! Here's a link to the location: http://tinyurl.com/l9sgl8