This week on hometown ghost stories. The unforgiving Alaskan frontier is known for harsh weather,

frigid temperatures, and expanse of wilderness. Natural horrors that spell doom for the unprepared,

but it's the supernatural horrors that most are not prepared for. Talkeetna is a small town that has no shortage of supernatural horrors.

Join us as we dive into the history and hauntings that make Talkeetna one of the most

abnormally active towns in the state of Alaska. hometown ghost stories contains serious and often distrational ghost stories contains serious and often distressing events and is not intended for all audiences

viewer discretion is advised the cold black eyes of the bear seemed like they were staring directly into Gary's soul.

It was close enough where it could easily kill him with one swift swipe of its massive paw,

had it not been dead and suspended from the ceiling of the hotel bar.

Gary worked at the Fairview Inn as a maintenance man.

It was the day job that he kept while he tried to get his radio talk show off the ground. Gary worked at the Fairview Inn as a maintenance man.

It was the day job that he kept while he tried to get his radio talk show off the ground,

day job being figurative since he was technically working the night shift.

The hotel was eccentric, with its buffalo heads mounted on the wall and upside- down bare pelt hanging from the ceiling.

It was like a cross between a wild west saloon and a log cabin in the mountains.

He liked it there, which made the job that much more enjoyable.

He knew all the locals on a first-name basis, and everyone was pretty friendly.

It was a slow night, however, and none of the upstairs rooms were rented out.

There were a few stragglers sitting at the bar, but the dinner rush had, for the most part, cleared out.

Gary figured it was a good time to take a quick break and walked towards the back door for a cigarette.

The door opened to a brisk evening. Most evenings were brisk because, well, Alaska. It was a clear night, and the sky was full of twinkling stars

as Gary lit the cigarette, the soft crackle of the paper burning and the aroma of tobacco smoke,

a sharp contrast against the cold Alaska night. About half a half a bit of the paper burning and the aroma of tobacco smoke a sharp contrast against the cold

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