i moved to Texas when i was 19 the first person i became friends with was from the area. there was a news story on tv about some ritual murders where body's were being found impaled on a wrought iron fence surrounding an old slave cemetery well he knew the area its known as ghost mountain in the cedar hill area of Dallas he heard of legends of satanic rituals up there so being young and dumb i asked him to take me up there. the legend was you had to go down this road to a farm thats posts were black but the tips were red the barn had a sunburst painted on it and the wind vanes had crosses past that to the cemetery (where the killings took place) drive threw to the back and follow the dirt road there wil be signs to show you the way so we went we found the farm and drove threw the cemetery and found a very rustic road we followed it where ever the road branched off there would be a small pile of stones pointing to witch way you had to go so we followed it till the road stopped there was a rock face with a red arrow on it with a path so we proceeded on foot we traveled what seemed like hours threw some thick scrub brush and brambles until we came into a clearing there before us was an alter symbols all around you could tell some kind of ceremonies where held there as we where checking it out i turned around and there was a rider on horseback sitting there not looking at us but staring forward he was dressed just like an old west cowboy six gun on his side rifle on the saddle i called to my buddy then was about to say whats up to the dude thinking he might be the owner of the land my buddy walked up the rider didn"t move he leaned forward in his saddle and spoke i still remember to this day what he said "y"all don"t know what your messin with you best be gettin outa here" well i looked at my friend and he at me and turned back to tell him we were sorry if we trespassed but he was gone not a trace didn"t here him ride up or away we went over where he was not a hoof print or nothing and with all those brambles you could"t get a horse in there so we got the hell out of there we think he was a spirit rider you here a lot about them in texas warning us about the evil we were messing with
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