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The Unexpected Host- A Hathian Urban Legend
It all started in 1965 with a man by the name of Charles C. Smitherson. Charles was a successful businessman in Hathian and throughout Louisiana. The man was well respected but a bit eccentric or so most would have described him.

Charles owned places like the vudu shoppe and Butcher shop as well. Not the norm for a businessman such as himself. Still he kept things going around Hathian.

No one really knows what happened on deadly Thanksgiving day in 1965 but something snapped in the man. Some would say he dove too far into the dark arts becoming demon possessed. Others thought the man had become blood drunk and had lost his mind over his odd consumption of human blood. Some tried to turn a blind eye but it was impossible. This day would go down in history.

It began as a beautiful Thanksgiving day. People had watched the parade on the television. You could hear the bells ringing as people collected money for the poor. Soup kitchens were preparing to help feed the homeless and less fortunate. The city was alive and bustling with the holiday of thanks.

Throughout the day a few people had gone missing. Not that anyone was paying attention really. Everyone was getting ready for the feast. But so was Charles.

As they day, grew dark and those started to settle in to have their family dinner. Charles had set to task and was readying his people for dinner.

Though the police had become involved now as eleven people had gone missing. The police began to knock on the doors of the houses of Hathian. Those who weren’t missing people. Soon coming upon the Smitherson home. Charles opened the door with glee in his eyes, ” welcome officers. I have been expecting you.” The officers were confused from the start and as they walked in, Officer Jane Goodwin and Detective John Moore, ” You have been expecting us?”

Entering the home it was said that what they would have seen next would have turned the stomachs of even the most seasoned of Officers. Eleven people, corpses, were settled into the chairs at the lavishly decorated, cherry would dining table. Their entrails removed from their bodies and placed before them on the plates of fine crystal. Some Had the bodies of raw turkeys in the place of their heads while others simply had their heads holding on by the spinal column. There they sat strapped to chairs and within moments, Charles had stabbed both officers multiple times. Luckily, John had managed to get off a distress call before he collapsed in a pool of his own blood.

When SWAT and other officers arrived on scene, Charles was no where to be found. But there they sat. Thirteen chairs, Thirteen disemboweled people. The bloody scene was only added to as when they moved the table there was a large pentagram with odd symbols drawn in white chalk. What had this man been up to?

As the investigation continued, decayed bodies were found in the crawl space of the house. Bones were found in the yard. The investigators just kept finding more and more bodies. They seemed to be clustered in thirteen. The twists and turns of this were never even thought of when it came to this quiet man. How had he done this? for how long? The bones that were found in the large expanse of land added up to over 130 bodies. The man was no where to be questioned.

Some believe it was a ritual sacrifice in hopes to grant him permission to the spiritual realm. Others believed that he was possessed and was sating the demon within.

Smitherson was never heard from but every Month of November people of Hathian cringe and begin their whispers over that faithful Thanksgiving Day. Some visit the slaughter houses, butchers, vudu shops and even the gold stores to spread blood around the doors of their homes and hang gold talisements on the inside of their door’s threshold in hopes that the Loa of the Crossroads would keep away the deadly Charles Smitherson who is still said to stalk for more members to his deadly dinner.

Or is it the restless spirits of his dead victims coming to pull people to the other side to join them. Either way, blood will be scarce as well as Gold. Might should stock up soon or else find the cold chill of those spirits or even Smitherson himself.