Rusty Quill presents

Old Gods of Appalachia is a horror anthology podcast,

and therefore may contain material not suitable for all audiences.

So, listener discretion is advised.

There are places in these mountains that are safer than others.

There are mining towns that bustle with life and prosperity by day

that turn dark with drink and the blowing off a steam in the night.

There are heart-built communities and homesteads that stand strong and reliable

the very bedrock of the heritage that folks who work and live on this land.

There are churches that stand as the beacons of God's light amongst the wilderness

and others who are pride and bigotry and hypocrisy have shuttered that light.

There are miles and miles of dark woods rife with dangerous critters both natural and unnatural

and neither one node any fear of man.

There are deep caves that seem like shelter until you venture further in

as well as questionable looking shacks and old concrete bunkers that provide a much safer refuge,

but none of those havens wears remotely as safe as the Walker House.

Built on a hill overlooking the expanse of Baker's Gap proper,

the Walker House was both a refuge and comfort and a fortress against both the scene and unseen worlds.

Originally conceived as pleasant evenings, a parlour house and a less complicated time,

the building was sound and handsome.

The house was tall and held a story above and a story below the main floor.

How many rooms each floor held was a debate that might never be solved,

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