It was a dark and foggy night in 1849. A traveler; a handsome young man with light brown hair, hazel eyes, and at a height of five foot eight, was making his way down to the gold rush. He was dressed as any aristocrat would be. Along the way his wagon tipped over the edge of a cliff that couldn't be seen because of the fog and he plummeted to his death. This young man, Thomas Richards, wasn't even remembered by most people and he faded away in history like the fog from his resting place. His corpse which lays at the bottom of the lake trapped by his wagon as he began to deteriorate. He begins to hunt on foggy nights for weary travelers.
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The Lost Phantom
HorrorA group of teens decide to get extra credit by going to the foggy forest to capture footage of the Phantom that lurks there. Little do they realize how wrong it was to do so.
