The year was 1829.

The sleepy town of Newcastle, Massachusetts was bearing the grunt of a particularly harsh winter snowstorm.

Mary Brown had just turned sweet 16 and was sitting down for a humble supper with her family.

Thanking the good Lord for sparing their house in this harsh weather

and providing them with enough food. All were in a festive mood.

Then the unexplainable happened.

Before Mary even took her first bite, her entire body went into violent

convulsions. She started choking. Her parents tried to save her, but to no avail, Mary was

dead within minutes. Six weeks to the day after Mary's mysterious death, the Browns awoke early in the morning to loud knocks on their door.

It was Mary's best friend Sarah.

In a panic, she told the couple that she'd just seen Mary floating down Main Street, her toes inches from the ground.

Mary's ghost was smiling and laughing, said Sarah,

as it aimlessly roamed about town.

In the following days, many similar stories were heard around Newcastle.

The Browns, who had rapidly aged from their grief and misery, soon became very ill, and

both died just a single day apart.

The Brown extended family, 21 of them, were a mainstay in Newcastle, simple farmers who've

lived there since the inception of the town.

Over the following year, they had all mysteriously started getting very ill.

Then, one after the other, all of them, with the exception of Peter, a distant cousin, had died.

Without exception, all the bodies had horrible

teeth marks on their necks, though no blood was apparent. The townspeople knew that the spirit of Mary

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