As I head back into the building, I check what Mary has found out.
Back in the old west, there was an Undertaker and he was very respected. It turns out that with an unknown turn of events, he was found to have robbed the bodies prior to burial. He was tried and found guilty, and sent out to be banished on this island in the Salt Lake. There is no food out there. There is no water that is drinkable. And there is no way just when the miles back through the dense Salt Lake.
Months later , the townspeople go back out to the island to see if he is still alive. There is no sign of him nor his body. And there was no way off the island. It is believed that after a few weeks he went mad, possibly drinking the salt water and then tried to swim back to the town. I guess that only the Salt Lake knows the exact truth.
I had in and I meet up with Susan Slaughter and we head back out to the lake bed. She tells me of the strange green orbs that have Lord her out there last year during this investigation. I tell her of what I found out about the Undertaker.
We walk up to the lake bed and the wind is blowing in the temperatures are dropping. We look out at to the island and we seem her green orbs. They’re not exactly at the island but they’re close to it. The funny thing is the island looks walkable distance and we decide we’re going to head out towards the orbs. 1 guest decides to follow with us. And the rest are too cold and too tired to continue. It is now 1030pm.
We begin to walk out towards the orbs. I get a text “where are You? Is Susan with you?” Susan’s flashlight dies. As i go to answer, i get another text from Mary “Jyms, dont get lured out there by the orbs…i have a bad feeling”. In the middle of answering the where are you… my phone dies.
We continue to talk and walk towards the orbs. Maybe 15 minutes and the orbs disappear. We stop and talk about returning back, when the orbs appear again. We continue towards them. We stop being cold and the wind is gone.
We seem to get no closer to the orbs nor the island.
The orbs disappear. We wait about 5 minutes. No return. We look back and see the building lights. They look to flick on and off. We figure they are signalling for us to return to the event. We head back.
We walk about 15 minutes and find ourselves at the dry shoreline. Now, we are following the building lights and yet we end up at least 100 yards off course and near the original Saltair.
We get chilled and the wind is blowing again. As we approach our area to walk up the dirt ramp to the building lawn, the wind is moving through the reeds. It sounds like water lapping on the shoreline.
Suddenly I hear a blood curdling scream and it comes from the area out by the Island. I turn and ask if Susan heard it. She says no. I figure maybe it is a bird or the wind. We step over a dead bird, crystallized by the salt it tried to drink. The scream returns and this time all of us heard it. It came from towards the Island. We turning look and the orbs are back in the distance dancing upon the lake bed. We stand at the top of the ramp deciding whether or not we should go back this time move faster.
Suddenly one of the coordinators comes out of the building and in a panicked relief, she runs up to us. We have been gone for over 3 hours and they were ready to send out a search party. 3 hours. Almost impossible to hear. They have been standing on the shore screaming our names and flashing flashlights in the hopes that we could find our way back out of the blackest Night. We laughed and said the moon lit our way almost as if it was a bright light and yet when we looked back out towards the island the moon gave us no light. I said well thank you for going to the second floor and turning on and off the light so that we could see where we were going and they looked puzzled is no such lights have been done.
As we got to the lawn, Susan and I looked back at the island…the orbs danced bright and green.
We will return. They will be waiting.
Thank you to M & L Paranormal for making this possible. Lydia, Kris, Londen and Max. And to Susan Slaughter, partner in adventure that evening.