Out of every eye-opening spot along Myrtle Beach that tourists frequent, this place is devoid of traffic, typically found in the summer. The palm trees, the small windy roads, the miles of marshlands seen in the distance. Even the beach houses stand out. I got the impression right away that this must be a community that sticks together. They seem to go on a first-name basis. Therefore, when guests at my allegedly haunted destination saw my car pull up, they knew I wasn’t from there.
As I opened my car door, a raindrop hit my shoulder. I noted this due to the stormy weather associated with the specter that shows himself on this island, according to the countless stories written.…