Interurban Trail

Dark Forces, Thin Places




Very eerie, train with horrifying graffiti on it, flood lights flash synchronously like sheet lightning, an area with constant unidentified screaming, frightening welded metal folk art and weird butchery, town that is mostly gravestones, Pacific smells of rotting flesh and the locals are menacing, lots of scary seemingly possessed people – all the way from Seattle to Puyallup on the Interurban buke trail. I spent all might biking being chased by murderous lunatics and hearing/seeing uncouth things. I bicycled from Seattle to Puyallup – terrified and rarely stopping. Bad juju – demonic vibes. And I ain’t even that superstitious.

Submitted by “John.”