“Axe Murder Hollow”
Author: S.E. Schlosser
Narrator: Jonathan Jones
Sound Design: Jonathan Jones
Post-Production: Jonathan Jones
Story © S.E. Schlosser
Audio production © Chilling Entertainment, LLC
Jonathan Jones narrates this S.E. Schlosser tale of terror from Pennsylvania, featured on Schlosser’s website, www.americanfolklore.net, as well as in her published collection of Texas folktales and scary stories, Spooky Pennsylvania: Tales of Hauntings, Strange Happenings, and Other Local Lore, about a couple that gets into a car wreck in quite possibly the worst location possible – the site of a grisly axe murder in Erie, Pennsylvania.
|S.E. Schlosser (born Sandy Schlosser) is the author of the Spooky Series by Globe Pequot Press, as well as the Ghost Stories deck by Random House. She has been telling stories since she was a child, when games of "let's pretend" quickly built themselves into full-length tales acted out with friends. A graduate of both Houghton College and the Institute of Children's Literature, Sandy received her MLS from Rutgers University while working as a full-time music teacher and a freelance author. Sandy is the webmaster and writer of an award-winning, internationally-known web site called American Folklore (http://www.americanfolklore.net) that features retellings of folktales from each state. This site was created as part of a graduate study at Rutgers the State University of New Jersey in October 1997 and is used daily by teachers throughout the world in lesson plans for students of all levels. Stories from the site have also been used in college text books and in Masters level programs. Sandy travels extensively, researching supernatural folklore all over the United States. She also spends many hours answering questions from visitors to the American Folklore web site. Her favorite e-mails come from other folklore enthusiasts who delight in practicing the old tradition of who can tell the tallest tale. Along with frequent media appearances, Sandy gives lectures and does storytelling programs for schools of all levels, professional conferences, storytelling events, and around the campfire. Sandy has more than a dozen available lectures and storytelling programs - ranging from spooky stories to holiday season programs to lectures on historical folklore which she customizes for each of her audiences. ► Official Website | http://www.americanfolklore.net/ ► YouTube | https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-HZ9R0HrZjiyI_sZz2gqJQ ► Facebook | https://www.facebook.com/spookyschlosser ► Google Plus | https://plus.google.com/u/0/100164721336921280421/ ► Books on Amazon.com | http://www.chillingtalesfordarknights.com/se-schlosser-amazon/ ★ Featured CTFDN Adaptations | http://www.chillingtalesfordarknights.com/se-schlosser/ ★ HD MP3 DLs | http://www.chillingtalesfordarknights.com/se-schlosser-dls/|
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“Axe Murder Hollow”
Author: S.E. Schlosser
Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.
“We’d better stop,” said Susan.
Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.
Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right. When she nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain soaked windows.
“I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and when out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet.
“The car’s not badly damaged, but we’re wheel-deep in mud,” he said. “I’m going to have to go for help.”
Susan swallowed nervously. There would be no quick rescue here. He told her to turn off the headlights and lock the doors until he returned.
Axe Murder Hollow. Although Ned hadn’t said the name aloud, they both knew what he had been thinking when he told her to lock the car. This was the place where a man had once taken an axe and hacked his wife to death in a jealous rage over an alleged affair. Supposedly, the axe-wielding spirit of the husband continued to haunt this section of the road.
Outside the car, Susan heard a shriek, a loud thump, and a strange gurgling noise. But she couldn’t see anything in the darkness.
Frightened, she shrank down into her seat. She sat in silence for a while, and then she noticed another sound. Bump. Bump. Bump. It was a soft sound, like something being blown by the wind.
Suddenly, the car was illuminated by a bright light. An official sounding voice told her to get out of the car. Ned must have found a police officer. Susan unlocked the door and stepped out of the car. As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she saw it.
Hanging by his feet from the tree next to the car was the dead body of Ned. His bloody throat had been cut so deeply that he was nearly decapitated. The wind swung his corpse back and forth so that it thumped against the tree. Bump. Bump. Bump.
Susan screamed and ran toward the voice and the light. As she drew close, she realized the light was not coming from a flashlight. Standing there was the glowing figure of a man with a smile on his face and a large, solid, and definitely real axe in his hands. She backed away from the glowing figure until she bumped into the car.
“Playing around when my back was turned,” the ghost whispered, stroking the sharp blade of the axe with his fingers. “You’ve been very naughty.”
The last thing she saw was the glint of the axe blade in the eerie, incandescent light.
© S.E. Schlosser