On the west edge of the small town of five lakes lies Oar Lake Road.

It is a narrow, ruddy, twisted lane that runs between small and Waverly roads.

On one side the land is heavily forested and rises higher than the church steeple.

And on the other side the land slopes down to Oro Lake, a large, dank, lily-covered wetland.

Beyond, on both sides, the land is wooded, dark and as silent as a grave.

They say it always feels cold on O'r Lake Road, even on the hottest days.

Some say the road is haunted, that a wild man, a creature, or even a witch, lives in the forest.

The first person to notice something strange on Orr Lake Road was young master John Rumley, sky-ine of the richest

family in five lakes.

One day as Rumley later told the tale, he was riding down the road, when halfway through

he saw an old withered woman sitting on a stump pairing an apple.

He didn't recognize her as anyone he knew, so he dismounted

to address her. Once he was on the ground, the woman had vanished, stump and all. After that,

there were disappearances, at least three known to the people in five lakes, people traveling alone down O'R Lake Road,

who went on to the lane and never came out. Legend, of course, added another two.

On Waverly Road, there was a small country store called Miller's Market. Mr. Miller owned this

old-time general store and had for many years.

He was a respected man in five lakes. He didn't believe the O'R Lake stories, though he did

acknowledge that, yes, over the years there had been some disappearances in the area, and that

what they all seemed to have in common were people traveling on

oar lake road mr miller had a daughter named mary his wife had died some years before and mary

was very dear to her father like her mother she had rich thick hair dark as coal, eyes a gem-like blue, and lips red as summer berries.

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