In the summer of 1815, a thick fog enveloped Captain James Raleigh in his ship as he was lost off the coast of Africa.

Due to being blinded, the ship then crash landed on the shore of some unknown land.

This would begin a horrifying series of events, not because the land he found himself on, but instead because of who he encountered. This is his horrifying story, and as always, viewer discretion is advised.

Captain James Riley was born on October 27, 1777, in Middletown, Connecticut, into a large family,

and from very early he knew he was destined for life at sea.

At the time, the American colonies were at war with the British for independence, and the

Riley family struggled to make ends meet.

Through his eighth birthday, James went to school just like the other kids'

his age, but things got so bad that his father arranged for him to begin working at a neighboring

farm. So suddenly, at not even 10 years old, James had to juggle the demands of going to school

and working hard labor on the farm, but it wouldn't stay that way for long. The owners of this farm

soon found James' work too valuable to share him with school, so they

stopped sending him there, and he was essentially left working full-time, and it remained

this way until he was 15 years old.

By that point, he was understandably exhausted and wanted something more for himself.

And despite not getting a full education, he still learned how to read and write at a high

level, and he consumed stories about the sea and what things were like in foreign countries across the

world. This naturally fascinated him, and after a while, his dreams became too big to contain.

He then announced to his family that he was going to leave the farm and begin a life at sea.

His parents obviously strongly opposed this and wanted him to go into some kind of mechanical trade,

but none of that mattered to James.

He was sure about his decision and his dedication to what he wanted to do with his life eventually inspired his parents to actually support his endeavors.

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