Day 4:

We drove from New Vrindaban to a county road in Ohio, where we put on our boots and headed down an old train track searching for the ghost town of Moonville Ohio. The enormous train tunnel gave us a clue that it might be nearby...


The train tracks had run across several tressels that crossed a snaky river. We searched for signs of dead Moonville with no luck. The closest we came to finding the town was a couple of skeletons off to the side of the trail next to a flashlight that was still lit. There was an odd smell of turpentine and lilacs. Suddenly, they were upon us:


Clearly the reanimated bodies of the two dead ghost hunters. They claimed they too were looking for the town and cemetary that they had seen advertised on a 'ghost town site' on the Internet. This is when we realized that there was no such place as the ghost town of Moonville, and that the web site was part of an elaborate plot to lure tourists into the woods and devour their souls. The ghosts leapt out of "Norah" and "Chris" and into our bodies. They ripped the flesh and organs from our skeletons, leaving the bones steaming in the water, and assumed our identities for the remainder of the trip.