Big Huge Ghostly Update!

After literal days in the making, The Ghost Hole is proud to present the inaugural episode of The GhostCast! In this episode ghost correspondents Becca and Scott attempt to take down the largest ghost of them all: The Dark Lord Satan. Stream it now below!

Haunted Hillsborough: A Massive Pile Of Spooky

Hillsborough, NC

Aside from being a beautiful and super historic sliver of NC, Hillsborough is also almost critically full of spooky creepy stuff, almost none of which seems to have any stories or public knowledge attached at all, at least that I can find on the internet. I’m mushing all of the weird, haunted, spooky stuff I’ve found in this town into one post because, though the stories are small on their own, together they really add up to a suspicious amount of spooky for what is essentially a 2 mile radius.

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Oakwood Cemetery

Raleigh, NC

Located in downtown Raleigh amongst streets of fancy houses stands an equally fancy graveyard. It’s the oldest cemetery in Raleigh, super sprawling and old and gothic-looking. You’d think it would be crawling with ghosts, but I have yet to be even a little haunted here. One time in high school I literally verbally dared ghosts to haunt me, and still nothing.

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The Devil’s Tramping Ground

Bear Creek, NC

So, here’s the thing about this one.

The story behind it is actually, by a pretty huge margin, the least scary thing about this place. So I’ll start there: this is, reportedly, the place that The Devil comes every night to think about all the evil stuff he has to do the next day. And while he’s thinking, he walks around in a little circle, and he does it every night so nothing grows in this one patch of land in the middle of the woods. Allegedly, if someone puts something in the circle, they’ll find it removed in the morning. I guess you could theoretically stick around until morning to see if any foul play is involved, like a guy with a leafblower or something, but it is very highly recommended you get out of there before midnight because that’s when the big red guy is supposed to show.

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Walter M Williams High School

Williams High

Burlington, NC

There are many things about Walter M Williams High that, upon sight, immediately scream “haunted.” There’s the fact that it’s set on a hill so that it appears to loom over you at all times to an almost comic degree like the castle in Edward Scissorhands. There’s the huge plot of land on the front lawn that’s devoted to hosting the gnarliest, deadest-looking tree I’ve ever seen in my life. There’s the fact that somehow the entire school seems to be held together with literal rusty chains. There’s the architecture of the school itself, which looks like someone wanted to turn the city of Gotham into a place where people are forced to learn calculus.

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Crybaby Lane

Raleigh, NC

The legend for this one goes that an old Catholic orphanage once stood across the street from an old insane asylum in downtown Raleigh off of Western Boulevard (Dorthea Dix Hospital, still standing) until one day both buildings caught fire, freeing some mental patients and torching some orphans. Pretty much the overkilliest recipe for ghosts I’ve ever heard, even before you add the mega-creepy name “Crybaby Lane” into the mix. People who live near the site where the orphanage burned to the ground have reported that they can still smell the smoke from the fire some nights, and people who have walked the grounds to look for the still-standing cornerstone of the building have felt little ghost baby hands grabbing at their ankles.

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Gimghoul Castle

Chapel Hill, NC

Almost inexplicably, on the outskirts of UNC Chapel Hill stands an actual castle. Even better, this castle belongs to a local cult. Or, “club,” whatever. The Order of Gimghoul (originally Dromgoole) is a creepy, exclusive club made up of all-male faculty and students “of note” at Chapel Hill. The club was named for a student, Peter Dromgoole, who was allegedly killed in a duel for love in 1833. The legend goes that he bled out on a rock that stands on the Gimghoul property and that it is persistently (and ghostily!) bloody to this day.

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