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Coal Creek right next to a little stream called Coal Creek. Follow that stream a ways, and you’ll see the mines. Should be fine walkin’ around out there. Just don’t go in, whatever you do. You get them pitchers you need and get the hell out of there, you hear?” fan page might eat this kind of thing up, but she always thought the October ghost hunts were silly. She wanted to be snapping pictures back in Atlanta or some other place where we didn’t have to keep checking our phones to make sure we still had a link to civilization. We said we’d be fine, and I followed Sara through the trees. “Doubt it,” I said. I’d never seen anything on these trips either, but time out of the city felt nice. Even if we didn’t find anything out of the ordinary, our followers would at least appreciate a picture of an open coal mine with a history to it. The afternoon was cool, but the October sun kept it bearable. Both of us grunted and cursed our way through the span of trees--probably about two hundred feet across--but we fared better than we did on previous nature excursions. At least Sara remembered to wear boots this time. I looked over my shoulder and saw Tony peering in after us, looking like a kid that didn’t want to quite press his face against a window. I waved at him, and he gave a cautious wave back. He seemed less reserved back at the diner, but I guessed mention of the missing kids he went to school with might have shaken him up a little. “Think there’s anything to this?” Sara asked. She grinned, and I could hear the sarcasm in her voice. Our INSIGHT We pushed through the other edge of the trees and stumbled into the clearing. Sara quickly raised her camera and snapped a picture. There were figures in the field, but not the glowing phantasms Tony mentioned. “What are they?” Sara asked. “Scarecrows?” I guessed they might have been, but not of a variety I’d ever seen. This open field was several acres, but I saw nearly a dozen scarecrows--I couldn’t think of a better name for them myself--before I stopped counting. They October 2013 57