Written Confession: The Pale White Bony Hands in the Abandoned Barn
The following written confession was submitted via email:
Just listening to your recent reloaded episode about the rake and it got me thinking about a less than fun time in a large abandoned house in the middle of the Woods. Back in 2008-2009 when I was a senior in hs/freshman in college I heard about an abandoned mansion said to be a brothel from back in the day. Either way I found it with some friends set back off a dirt road on a hill back on the trees. We went up several times over probably a 2 year period. We would hear scratches and knocks, we got pictures of orbs and other little stuff like that For the most part. All of which I chalked up to rodents or dust on the old camera screen. The very last night I went up there to look around and show some friends we were walking around the whole house with nothing too crazy going on. As I was walking out of the main house there was a barn directly across a little breezeway. That barn always gave me a very uncomfortable feeling every time I would get in there. As I walked out of the main house door I got freezing cold and all of the hair stood up on my body. I shined my flashlight around and into the barn, then up to the upstairs window in the loft. And in the windowsill I saw two pale white bony hands reaching over the top of me and when the light hit them they drug over the window into the dark room. It was like the thing was leaning over the top of me and that’s when I could feel it in my bones I needed to look around. I froze. My buddy said my name a couple times and all I could get out was “go. Now. We need to Fing go”
I didn’t talk for a bit and still was cold but we got in the truck and bolted. I always thought ghost but hearing about rakes more and more makes me wonder. I’ve never been back since and heard it burnt down years back.
