Monday, April 23, 2012

A-Z Blog Challenge "T" is for Ghost Train Bride

Day nineteen and the letter "T" for the A-Z Blog Challenge. If this is your first time here, my A-Z challenge is based on Urban Legends, and follows the life of a small town Nevada reporter, Adele.
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Adele's story continues....

We have a train left over from the old mining days that is part of our modest tourist trade, and every Halloween it becomes the "Ghost Train of Goldtown" but there are people who will tell you it's haunted all year long.

One day, after the great war, before the train was shut down for good, it still used to run to Sparks and Needle, a man on his way to San Francisco had a whole compartment to himself. When he took his seat, saw a woman in a sitting in the sit across of his, wearing what looked like an old fashioned wedding grown with white lace and in her hands, she was holding what looked like a white bundle.

After some time passed by, the woman looked at the man and started to talk, but he could not hear anything of what she was saying. The she laughed soundlessly.
The man, confused, tried to ask her what she was saying, but again, she didn't do anything and started to look toward the window. Then all of a sudden she gripped the bundle in her hands really tight and silently screamed in horror before passing out in her seat, with the bundle still in her hands.

The man jumped out of his seat and ran to get some help, but when he came back with a staff member the woman disappear. He then described the woman to the staff member, who just started to chuckled, and then he explained to the man that probably he just saw the ghost bride of the train.

The train staff member told the bewildered man that about 20 years prior, in the roaring Twenties, a newly wed couple were on their way to their honeymoon in California, when the husband opened up the window so he could declare his love for her to the world. A loose wire came off from the top of the train, whipping around the man's neck and decapitating him almost instantly. When the staff arrived to screams of the new bride, they found her cradling her husband's head in her lap, sitting in a pool of his blood.They reversed the train back to Goldtown where the police picked her up and took her to the Goldtown Asylum where it's said she cut off her own head to join her husband.

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