Old Gods of Appalachia - Part 1

[mysterious music] There's a place with a road.

On the road walks the man.

In his hand, there's a knife as he strides through the land.

Past the farm, past the town, past the fool, past the dam.

Don't wonder, don't cry, don't argue, don't try.

There's no stopping this man with this blade in his hand.

You've crossed over to a very special episode of Spooked.

Stay tuned.

Spooksters, there's a place I visited recently where at first things seem like everywhere else.

Mostly nice people, good people doing the best they can.

But, but still in this place things, they seem to twinkle, to hum, sometimes even growl.

In a lot of other places they try to forget, but this place, this place seems to remember.

Recall events that were supposed to be long forgotten.

For whatever reason, they can't stay buried here.

A place where stories are not just stories, and monsters are not about bedtime.

And this place, it's, it's too delicious.

It's too magical.

Too born of shadow for me to keep it to myself.

So today I'm opening the door, inviting you to cross through with me into Old Gods of Appalachia.

Now, these mountains, you may think you know the hills and hollers some of us remember from childhood, but look closer.

The towns, they might have other names, or no names at all.

What happened in the 1900s might happen tomorrow, or may not have happened yet.

And yes, there are monsters.

Get ready.

Part one, Old Gods of Appalachia starts now.

[mysterious music] There's a place with a road.

On the road walks the man.

In his hand, there's a knife as he strides through the land.

Past the farm, past the town, past the fool, past the dam.

Don't wonder, don't cry, don't argue, don't try.

There's no stopping this man with this blade in his hand.

You've crossed over to a very special episode of Spooked.

Stay tuned.

Spooksters, there's a place I visited recently where at first things seem like everywhere else.

Mostly nice people, good people doing the best they can.

But, but still in this place things, they seem to twinkle, to hum, sometimes even growl.

In a lot of other places they try to forget, but this place, this place seems to remember.

Recall events that were supposed to be long forgotten.

For whatever reason, they can't stay buried here.

A place where stories are not just stories, and monsters are not about bedtime.

And this place, it's, it's too delicious.

It's too magical.

Too born of shadow for me to keep it to myself.

So today I'm opening the door, inviting you to cross through with me into Old Gods of Appalachia.

Now, these mountains, you may think you know the hills and hollers some of us remember from childhood, but look closer.

The towns, they might have other names, or no names at all.

What happened in the 1900s might happen tomorrow, or may not have happened yet.

And yes, there are monsters.

Get ready.

Part one, Old Gods of Appalachia starts now.