"Ghosts with out a town"

In the foot hills of old Nevada, where the desert and the hills meet, there are many, long deserted old towns. The town that were vacated a hundred or more years ago. My wife and I had talked about finding one and go there just to look around. Some friends named Jack and Jane thought they would go along with us.

After driving for a number of miles, we still had to travel by foot, five or six miles to get there. We had gotten a early start and it was still cool on the desert. We had no information on this town, not even a name for it. I would think if you searched back in time, you could get a name and other information for it. But then, we are just looking around. Most of these old towns were mining towns.

Inside one old building, you had to think twice, if you wanted to enter or not. The floors were almost all gone and what was left was rotten and dangerous. There were a few old tables and chairs, maybe it was an old restaurant or maybe a saloon. We saw what was left of an old bar or it could have been a counter where people sat. The entry door was a regular door, saloons always have swinging doors, so it must have been an old restaurant!  Couldn’t find any old dishes or other kitchen things laying around.

There was one old building made of stone, it had two rooms and the one in back with only a window. There were flat iron bars laying on the floor, they were about the size needed to block off a window that was there, so it could have been a jail, If there was ever a steel bared door, it was long gone.

There were three more buildings  that were in a lot better shape and they were defiantly Saloons.  We went into one old building that was really a mess, we think it was a hotel. The stairs were gone and the second floor or what was left of it was no longer there.

In what could have been an office, we found many papers, laying all over, they had gotten wet and you couldn’t make much out of them. It looked as if who ever left them, left in a hurry! 

A sign in front of the next old building, said the Dentist would be there on Wednesday and the Doctor would be around on Friday. If he was needed, they could send for him.   There was a skeleton of a dog or coyote, whatever he was, laying close by, he must have been late for his appointment. 

Most of the old houses had fallen and there were some old sheds and cellars and a few houses that were still standing, that looked safe to enter. Some had old broken down furniture left in them. We were looking for old pictures or personal stuff. Thought maybe it would give a clue as who lived there.

There was a stable and a Black Smith shop, with most of the equipment still there. Horse shoes, wagon wheels and things that gave us no idea of what they were.

We had been here all morning looking around and we were getting hungry. But we just couldn’t leave, not just yet!  Jack & Jane had a cell phone and Jane called for a delivery of food.  In about a half an hour or so. A chopper appeared and left a box of food. This had to be one expensive lunch, but it was their treat. 

We had finished our lunch and there wasn’t much left. Then we started to look for an old cemetery. The four of us went in six different directions and no cemetery was located.  We found where a drift or an entrance to a tunnel had been dug back into a hill side. It looked different than the food cellars by the houses. The entrance of the cave was sealed with a cave in, but we had no time to open and explore it.

On the way back to where we left our transportation, we talked about what was needed to get into that cave. We should bring in some horses to carry us and the equipment to the old town. Maybe even another person to help us.  So we started making plans for the next weekend. 

We got another early start that morning, The man we rented the horses from, agreed to go along and he would haul the horses in his trailer. As they got close to the town, the horses appeared to be a little nervous.

We unloaded the equipment at the site and the horses were really hard to control, that was when they broke lose and ran off, and the owner went after them.

We worked most of the day clearing the entrance and about mid afternoon we broke through. The air that came rushing out of the cave, had a most un-pleasant smell  and it made us feel sick in our stomachs.

That was followed by a dozen or so ghosts, wearing rags and rotten clothing and they just kept pouring out of the entrance of that cave. They had gotten their hands on Jane and carried her away, she was screaming bloody murder, along with a few other choice words.  This made you wonder, were they all forced into that cave and why?

Then came more ghosts and they got a hold of Jack and he vanished, later he was found  hanging with a rope around his neck. He was hanging from a tree close to the entrance of town.  His body looked like it had been hanging there for more than a hundred years.  Some say it wasn’t Jack, But Jack was never found or heard from after that. 

Mean while, my wife was just setting there, laughing, she thought this was all a joke staged for her.  She is in a home now. And the last time I saw her, it was visiting day and she was setting in hwer room, in an rocking chair, still laughing.

No horses have been located or turned in and an owner of a horse ranch and stables is still missing.

Do we really want to find out about this town and what happened here?  Not me, but you go ahead if you really want to!

By: Ben R,   ☺

March, 22, 2013