\u201cDunwich?\u201d\u00a0 And then he remembered Lovecraft had that story, \u201cThe Dunwich Horror.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cAre the locals cosplaying cosmic horror in the woods of New England?\u201d\u00a0 Suddenly he felt a lot less afraid of what he had seen in that few seconds of flash lit forest.<\/p>\n
Suddenly he saw a light in the distance and he drove on.\u00a0 Presently he could see it was a light in a building possibly a farmhouse and now he was starting to feel a little silly about the fear he had surrendered to back in the woods.\u00a0 Pretty soon the path began to resemble a road again and Roger began to think that he was literally \u201cout of the woods\u201d and back on track.\u00a0 When he was within a hundred yards of the house, he noticed that the road seemed to become a private driveway and ended at the front of the house.\u00a0 Roger wondered if there was a real road around the back of the house and he decided to park and ask for directions to his destination.\u00a0 When he got out of his car, he walked the last fifty feet to the door and not seeing any bell he knocked.<\/p>\n
After a few minutes of nothing, he knocked again only louder and four or five times.\u00a0 This produced results.\u00a0 He could distinctly hear heavy footsteps on a staircase inside the house. And then the door opened slowly.\u00a0 There was very little light inside the house but Roger could make out the general appearance of the man who opened the door.\u00a0 He was quite tall, about six foot three, he had shoulder length hair and his clothing was either a costume or vintage clothing from the early 1900s.\u00a0 His expression was very odd.\u00a0 Not exactly threatening but scowling and suspicious, \u201cWhat ya want heah?\u00a0 This is private property.\u00a0 How did you get on my road?\u201d<\/p>\n
Roger tried to explain, \u201cSorry to bother you but I got turned around getting off Route 20 near Becket in the Berkshires and I somehow ended up on a trail that led me to your house.\u00a0 If you could direct me to the main highway I\u2019ll get out of your hair right now.\u201d\u00a0 The man\u2019s demeanor seemed to change.\u00a0 A guarded smile appeared on his face and he looked at Roger and Roger\u2019s car very intently.\u00a0 He said, \u201cMistah you\u2019re a lot more lost than you think.\u00a0 That path you came down doesn\u2019t lead anywhere at all.\u00a0 It runs smack into the base of Round Mountain.\u00a0 And there ain\u2019t no automobile road other than my driveway.\u00a0 There was a plan which it was the beginning of but it was abandoned years ago.\u00a0 The only way out of here is on foot.\u201d<\/p>\n
Now it was Roger\u2019s turn to scowl, \u201cWhat do you mean that path dead ends at a mountain?\u00a0 I just got here on it coming from Route 20.\u201d\u00a0 The man smirked at Roger and said, \u201cWhat is this \u201cRoute 20\u201d you keep goin\u2019 on about.\u00a0 I never heard of it.\u00a0 If yer sah sure that path will get you out then turn round and head off my property right now.\u201d\u00a0 And with that the man slammed the door and Roger could hear his retreating tread.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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