The Shadow Hour

The haunted rails of Lula, Georgia

Tonight we journey deep into the fog covered hills of northeast Georgia …to a small railroad town where the tracks never truly sleep a town, where Phantom footsteps echo across the rusted trestles where ghostly figures appear beneath the glow of moonlight, and we locals whisper at some spirits, still wonder the railroad searching for something they lost long ago this is …..Lula Georgia

The Whispering Key

Tonight‘s Tale is not one of simple mystery …but if something older, something patient , something waiting just be on the veil of the reason this is …The whispering key

The Nameless Girl

Tonight story comes from my lonely stretch of road hidden deep in the countryside….a road locals refuse to drive after midnight. They say if your headlights catch a young girl, wondering alone don’t stop for her..

Whispers beneath Georgia

Georgia is known for peaches, southern charm in ancient moss covered oats, but beneath that beauty lies something darker …entire towns swallowed beneath Blackwater, ghostly women wandering bridges at night, creature, singing, crawling through the Okefenokee swamp and terrified witnesses who swear what they saw was real.

The thing beneath the fur

Tonight‘s tail begins innocent enough… with a lonely boy,…a creature so soft ,so small ,so heartbreakingly adorable that no one could have ever imagined the nightmare hidden beneath this fur.