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Show PAGE 8 The M-Fi- le From the to see anything else so I'm going to get closer and try take a photograph. Whoa! The light seems to be coming right at us! It's getting closer, its... case notes of Special Agent Diana Gully (Compiled by Janice The of the bridge. We are too far aw ay The Friendly Ghost " Blackham) young girl and boy stand fro- zen infear as the eerie light slowly makes its ways across the bridge to them. The girl screams as the figure of a man mysteriously appears before them. In one hand, he holds a lantern. The other slowly reaches out to them and... Tuesday, October 28, 1997 Ephraim City Library Whoa, that was ever so freaky! The light kept moving closer and closer to us and then it just disap- Smulder and I have decided to begin our investigation at the local library. The legend of the Sw ing-in- peared! 1 did, however, manage to snap a few pictures of it. I will take them back to our photo lab g Bridge dates back to 1913, when a young man named Nicholas Giles asked his sweetheart, Roberta Grey, to meet him in the Monday, October 27, 1997 Agent Smulder and Gully's Of- woods near the bridge on Halloween night. The two were very much fice in love and on this night, Nicholas for analysis. Thursday, October 30, 1997 Agent Smulder and Gully's Of- fice According to local legend, the planned to ask Roberta to many ghost of a man holding a lantern him. Nicholas waited and waited Roberta to come. Soon after that, can be seen at midnight on the for Roberta to come, but, unbe- reports were made regarding a Swinging Bridge up Ephraim Can- knownst to him, Roberta had fallen mysterious man holding a lantern yon. Last night, two local teenag- ill that afternoon and was unable standing in the middle of the bridge. Most agreed that it was the ghost ers, David Chris and Gillian to meet him. of Nicholas Giles, still waiting for Carter, went to the Swinging Roberta to come to him. cold October the in All a night, through Bridge, hopes of catching and forth back glimpse of this spiritual phenom- Nicholas paced enon. The two were reported miss- across the bridge, scanning the Smulder and 1 plan to visit the ing this morning. Due to the para- dark forrest with his lantern, look- Sw inging Bridge tonight and exnormal nature of this case, the lo- ing for Roberta. The next morn- perience this phenomenon first cal authorities have asked Smulder ing. his cold, frozen corpse was hand. We hope to determine and to help find the two teenag- found near the bridge, still clutch- whether this alleged haunted" ers. We are more than obliged to ing the lantern. le had apparently bridge played any role in the disdied of exposure waiting for appearance of the two teenagers. help. 1 1 Wednesday, October 29, 1997, Gillian Carter and David Chris are 11:50 PM still missing. We have no leads and The Swinging Bridge no theories to explain their disappearance. Although the ghost of the We are we here at Well, Nicholas Giles may haunt the bridge. have a few minutes to kill before swinging bridge, this story does not midnight so I think I'll amuse my- help explain what happened to self by thinking about items might Gillian and David. However, we like to purchase. Oooh, I don 't did find an old, rusted lantern near have that... or those... oh boy, I'd the bridge. The fingerprints of both look good in that! Sorry, I guess Gillian and David were found on got lost in thought for a second the handle. Right now, we will prethere. Wait a minute, I think I see sume that the two are still alive and something! There is a weird, yel- continue our search for them. low illuminescance in the middle 1 1 The Adventures of Jonny Baronova by:Chris Helms and Gabe ...I first met Baronova, he saw Jonny in the hall. As I tried to Hampton paused for a moment to recollect get out the right words to explain I will never forget the day the exact time period, by scratch- - my admiration,! clumsily stuttered I learned about the greatest Rus- inghis wrinkle ridden chin, in, I H...e...lI...o...J..J...J...Jack.l was sian ever, he w as so magnificent believe 22. It was Hallow een time, so embarrassed about the w hole that he made Gorbachev look as in the majestical city of Moscow.... experience before he could answer I was new in town, so back I dashed down the crowded insignificant as the large growth on his head. when the teacher called Beuford hall and ran into the outhouse for top Leaning against a bag of Witherspoon, foolishly ques- - the rest of the school day. oats (my custom always of the af-- tioned, What! which was fol- Slowly but surely that in I tricker treated w as to w lowed an here hour of temoon) my Grandpappies generuption laughter by eral store, Bariev. Oats. More from my new school mates. Then come. I was to be the most dedi- and Other Edible Grainage the teacher called Jonny cated Patriot of the greatest coun- for the Horse and Human Alike Baranova and he nonchalantly try of all time, George Washing- do you ton! sported a motif consisting of my grandpappy told me of the stated What the $ afore mentioned Russky hero. class let black knickerbockers a grey wig teach! The whole want, His name, said my out a great sigh of shock, but me, I and the coolest musket you ever grandpa in his w ithered old voice laughed so hard I fell out of my saw. I was the man! As I came out with a single tear running down his desk. was used to the vulgamess, of my house I was surprised to see cracked cheek, was Jonny as I originated from New York other Russian children dressed up Baranova. As the majestic name City. At that moment I knew that as their heros, like Stalin, Ivan the was glorified, in a way only me and Jonny would become bo- - Terrible, Lenin, Remskin Korsicov and Rasputin. As I approached gramps could declare, I heard a som buddies. distant wolfcrow, and I knew this After my Advanced Un- - Mrs. Wojahoitzs house I was was for real! Grandpa began, der Water Basket Weaving class I greeted by a ruthless Russian mob has-bee- n 1 1 1 composed of my peers. Stalin was Owwwwwww I cried, at that the first to speak as he said Who moment knew I was done for by are you supposed to be Yankee these Russian carnivores, Rasputin boy? responded in my usual ner- - threw me to the ground, and vous stutter G...g...g...george Remskin w as about to do me in Wash...sh....sh..ington. Ivan the with his metronome when out of Terrible retorted with Well, no where a brick knocked him unG...G...G... George Washington, I conscious. Out of the bushes came am Ivan the Terrible and if you the cry Here I come to save the dont give the 13 colonies to me day! I knew it could be no and my Russian homies w ill clean other than Jonny B. (only his good the pebble stone walkway w ith friends called him that.) He your face! The Russians all ceeded to save my life by hitting busted up into laughter as rebut- - Lenin in the face with a Chinese ted Sooooooo, I cannot tell a lie!" Star, kicking Stalin in the heart of That was probably the dumbest Russia, and making a terrible mess thing I could say in those circum- - oflvan. stances. Not a second went by be- After sufficiently beating fore the mocking chant of The up the Russian mobsters, Jonny British are coming, the British are then said Are you okay kid?" and coming, wheres your Paul Revere suddenly I responded w ith a now Yankee boy! As I tried to stutterless Yes, I am okay, thank stumble through another pathetic you Jonny. From that moment on statement, Lenin hit me in the back I would be the best friend of the of the head with a rock, coolest kid of Moscow. 1 1 &$ pro-Oat- 1 s. |