Everyone in our little town knows the story of Headless Henry, but few know it as I do... Sit back, 'cause this is going to be a long one, and every word is true.
Henry was a civil war soldier, decapitated by a cannonball. They say he roams the old battlefield on full moons, searching for his lost head. See, it’s not just hearsay, I’ve seen him. Tall, uniformed, and yes, headless. It started with sightings at a distance, but then, things got personal. Objects in my house started moving, my dog wouldn't stop barking at night, and then came the whispers.
Every night, faint whispering as if someone was talking through a wall or from under the earth. It's creepy, sure, but I've gotten used to it. It’s just ol' Henry, I’d say. But then I found a civil war era button in my backyard. It’s like he’s trying to communicate. Anyone else experiencing stuff like this?
Whoa, that sounds intense! Henry trying to get your attention is wild. Maybe set up some night vision cameras to catch some activity? Recording those whispers could be huge. Keep us updated!