First, the extremely abbreviated history:
The carnival has shut down, but the children still remain here. Mom and Dad are at the court house.
I stand here, with sad stones towering above me and in the clover filled valley below. I can no longer see the red stained clay.
I had to scalp a few things, please forgive me.
The easy way in, you have to run about 1/10 of a mile of gravel, and about 200 feet of this.
The surroundings are spooky on this one.