I was an Air Traffic Controller at Atlantic Mu…


My uncle and aunt came to visit me here in Atlanta. We got to talking about all sorts of general things, you know how family is, but we somehow ended up on the topic of strange/supernatural. This is when my uncle started telling me his story, a story that he says will haunt him all the way to his grave. I stopped him two minutes into it and got my laptop.

These are his memories, almost word for word.
Forgive the non-traditional writing.

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