North Carolina's piedmont rolls gently along, covered with farms and pine forests. A rich history of ghost stories and legends have also grown here, sowed by the diverse settlers who have populated the land. The Devil finds himself particularly at home in this land, and he's left his mark in two unique spots on the land. This is also the land where the ghost of young lovers still meet in the woods at night, and a young hitchhiker who died many years ago still tries to find her way home.
In the Catholic community of Nazareth, a fire in the orphanage dormitory claimed the lives of numerous children. As the boundaries of Raleigh grew to encompass the old site of the orphanage, the place was forgotten. But visitors to a an quiet field near Western Boulevard still hear the cries of children and smell the smoke from the fire.
The Devil himself once stood in North Carolia, where his cloven hoof burned itself into a rock and left a giant footprint. You can still see that print to this day - or you would be able to, if the Department of Transportation hadn't dynamited it.
South of Siler City, in a lonely patch of pine forest, the Devil walks at night — plotting his evil schemes to bring all of mankind to damnation. In the circular path where he treads, nothing will grow and any object left there at night will be cast out by morning.
In a beautiful historic home in downtown Hillsborough, over a century ago a young servant girl died of a fever. Ever since, the owners of the home have seen a beautiful figure dressed all in white walking the halls.
In Winston-Salem, a Moravian Brother was killed in an accident. His playful ghost troubled the historic home for years, until his spirit was laid to rest.
Lydia was a lovely young girl on her way home from a dance in Raleigh. When her car crashed on 70-A near Jamestown, it shocked the spirit so much that Lydia never knew she was dead. On rainy nights, her ghost still flags down passing motorists by what's come to be called Lydia's Bridge.
On a busy street in Raleigh, what was once the home of one of the most prominent Jewish families in the old South still stands. Now part of a lovely park, workers in the historic home say they have seen a shadowy gray woman walking the halls at night.
Peter Dromgoole was a student at the University of North Carolina, who was also madly in love with a local girl — but so was someone else. Peter Dromgoole disappeared, some say killed in a duel over his beloved. His body was never found, but the ghosts of the two lovers meeting secretly on Piney Point.
William Poole hated people. But he loved to ride his black horse madly through his vast, wild woods. Poole died long ago, but his ghost still rides the black horse through the forest.
On December 29, 1953 a ferocious animal — a giant, cat-like creature that left tracks the size of a silver dollar and drained all the blood from its victims — began a two-week killing spree that terrorized the small town of Bladenboro and brought hunters from across the country trying to bring the beast down.