Haunted Nights at Drumheller Castle: Ethereal Quandary: A St. Charles Tall Tale by Faly Colaizzi
Excerpt from “Chapter Four: Amongst The Ominous Trees of Drumheller The Castle Sits”:
As he got closer to the stone structure with Romanesque
architecture, Jake pictured the 360-degree view of
Drumheller Castle. He felt a sensation of floating, as if his
legs were flying while he was running toward the castle. After Jake
imagined the exterior of the castle, thoughts of Mrs. Winston flashed
in his mind.
He approached the grandiose sloping front lawn. The castle
stood in solitude. Even though it had been three years since Wiggins
had died and Vampire Pierce Vaya had been swallowed completely by
Dead Man’s Tree, the rumor of the haunted grounds kept many
townsfolk away; no one but Jake and his friends were brave enough
to take the chance of risking their lives for a peek around the fortress.
After word had gotten out about the missing-persons cases and the
murders at the hand of Wiggins, Drumheller Castle had never even
needed to be boarded up or locked down for security. Jake’s unconditional
love for the castle and its history was the fortress’s only path
of redemption from its crumbling ruin.