Hello everyone, I hope you're all doing well.

Let me tell you, I am absolutely loving the Halloween season.

There's nothing better than listening to a few of your favorite scary stories.

So, hey, let's keep on doing it.

Shall we begin, as we drift further into Mr. Creve's mind?

They uncovered a mass grave in the Carolinas.

Please lock your doors.

Written by Mr. Frutnik.

Hmm. written by Mr. Frutnik. First off, I need to state that I'm a man whose faith is that of science.

I believe in germ theory and general relativity.

The supernatural is not my ballgame, never has been.

I am skeptical of all things people think can't be explained with science.

I grew up with a Bible-thumping father and no mother,

because apparently sepsis is all part of God's plan.

My mother died at home with a fever or more than 105 degrees

Fahrenheit. My father didn't believe in theories. Not medicine or crow magnon man. There was just

God in his plan. Although I would like to think my father had no influence on my life, I suppose all this led me to where I am now.

I'm the head of the Anthropology Department at a large Southern University.

My work, my life, it's all rock dust and carbon dating.

Tables laid with tangible bones far older than 5,000 years with

computer data to prove it.

My father said such things were put in the dirt by the devil.

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