Oh, I got to go to Iceland a few years back in 2017 and I got to be a part.

I got to go to Iceland a few years back in 2017 and I got to be a part of a zombie banishing.

You're, it looks like you're in basically like, you know, like a normal like one-room art gallery.

Like it's like white walls pretty empty stuff like pasted up on the

walls or tacked up on the walls and then there's like a dude in furs and like a fur hat and like a fur vest chanting and like going around a circle,

a sorcerer sorry yes.

Well he looks that, or a shaman.

Yeah, he looks like a sorcerer a shaman,

and he's sort of doing this circle,

and then he's spitting.

It's very incongruous these things together.

Yeah, well what you can't see in that video is the life-sized skeleton crawling out of the floor.

Okay, tell me more.

I'm Eric Grunthouser, and this is Atlas Obscura. A celebration of the world's strange, incredible, and wondrous places.

Today, we're venturing far away from the hot dogs and bars of Reykjavik to a remote

village in Northern Iceland. There we'll explore the ancient lord of the occult in Iceland, learn

how to steal milk from our neighbors, and lay our eyes upon a pair of

pants made of human flesh.

The Museum of Icelandic sorcery and Witchcraft after this. I know who you are but no one else does.

Who are you and what do you do?

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