The Stop-Sign Man: A Stolen Sign, an Octagonal Barn & a South Carolina Legend

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Growing up is challenging. There's no
right or wrong way to do it,

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and everyone has their own version of
a right of passage. But in this

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small town in South Carolina, the
right of passage is a bit more devious,

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a bit more dangerous, and maybe
for one young man, a bit

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deadly. What's that you want to
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think it's getting chilly. Out Fall
is approaching, and now it's time we

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head south to find out about a
local urban legend that's slowly but surely getting

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The Stop Sign Man by Bryce Gibson
one for guys that grow up around

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this part of South Carolina. Stealing
stop signs is a rite of passage,

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all for the sake of an old
urban legend. It is something some of

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us do on our seventeenth birthday.
If you choose to do it, there

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are three rules to follow. One
do it alone. Two, don't tell

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a soul about what you see.
And three, the most important rule of

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them all, never get caught.
If you do, the stop sign Man

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will make your life a living hell. I Stratton Duke failed at number three,

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and the folklore is right, My
life sucks. Two. Most everybody

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around here has heard the legend at
some time or another. If you haven't,

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you're either too young or you've been
living under a rock. It goes

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something like this. On the night
of your seventeenth birthday, steal a county

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stop sign, take it out to
the old Williamson Barn, and you will

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see him for yourself. The first
time I ever heard the story, I

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was seven years old. I was
sitting with Dad at the barber shop on

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Main Street. It was mid afternoon
and I had just gotten out of school

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for the day. Halloween was right
around the corner. Mister Perry, the

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barber, had the shop decorated with
paper jack o' lanterns, green faced witches,

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and spooky black cats. After telling
Dad that he'd heard a stop sign

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had been stolen the night before,
the two of them discussed the fact that

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it had been so and so's birthday. None of it made sense to me

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at the time. Then mister Perry
looked at me and asked, do you

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know about the stop sign? Man? I told him I had no idea.

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Well, the barber continued, he
has eyes shaped like octagons. They

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glow red and twirl around and around. After we got home and I was

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lying in bed with the blanket pulled
up to my chin, I asked Dad

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if mister Perry was just saying those
things to scare me with it being Halloween.

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I figured it was possible. It's
just an urban legend, Dad said,

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a ghost story. It's something that
gets passed down and told again and

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again. After that day, the
legend was ingrained deep in my mind,

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even though I didn't know many details. I thought about it often, and

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it wasn't just me who fell under
the spell. Soon I realized the other

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kids at school knew about it too. Sometimes at recess we'd play a game

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we called stop the Stop Sign Man. One of us would be him and

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the others would be his adversaries.
We played the game on the wobbly roundabout,

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from which we tried to fling the
stop sign man off of Octagons play

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a big part in the weird mythology, from the signs themselves to the strange

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locale. Over the years, I'd
seen the Williamson Barn many times in passing.

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I always knew something was a little
off kilter about the construction, but

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I couldn't pinpoint what the building stands
on a stretch of overgrown land next to

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a cow pasture and hence woods.
Not long after learning about the stop Signman,

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I realized the truth. The barn
has eight sides of equal length an

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octagon. Needless to say, with
the knowledge of the story, I was

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terrified to go anywhere near that place. Three boy, how things change.

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Between the ages of seven and sixteen, I became a completely different person.

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My body grew in ways I never
imagined. Over those years, I shot

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up like a weed. Now I'm
nearly six feet tall. I don't fit

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in with any particular group at school. That's not to say I don't have

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friends. I do, but for
the most part I linger on the outside

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looking in. Ten years ago,
nobody would have been able to drag my

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skinny ass anywhere near the Williamson Barn. And now I'm sitting here offering myself

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up like it's the great sacrifice that
will save all of humanity. And really

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it's about a girl. Her name
is Alison Weaving, new to our part

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of Crow County at the beginning of
senior year. From the moment I saw

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her, with her long blonde hair
and perfect body, she was everything I

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wanted to put it simply, I
would have done almost anything to have a

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chance with her. Unfortunately, what
Alison wanted was far removed from the likes

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of me. Right off the bat, she became besties with Becca Mansfield.

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Becca, a literal beauty queen,
liked to hang out with a slightly rougher

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crowd than the atmosphere me and my
friend Greg Collins could provide. The group

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was led by Mark Taylor. Every
day after school, Mark and his gang

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liked to congregate behind the Big Courthouse
on the town square. There they smoked

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stolen cigarettes, drew half assed graffiti
on trash cans, and dared each other

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to do stupid shit like flipping mid
air from a picnic table. One Friday

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night in early fall, I dragged
Greg to a party at Mark's house because

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I knew Alison would be there.
Mark's parents were out of town and the

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place was slammed. Greg and I
pushed our way through the crowd. We

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found Alison and Becca sitting on the
countertop in the kitchen. They were watching

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Mark and his friends do the latest
viral challenge, placing a penny on the

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prongs of a halfway plugged in phone
charger. As sparks flew, I couldn't

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help but to notice how both Alison
and Becca laughed at what they were witnessing.

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At that moment, one thing became
glaringly clear to me. For Alison

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Weaving to notice me, I needed
more of an edge. Four. I'm

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gonna do it, I say,
Thursday night, It's on my seventeenth birthday,

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is only three days away. According
to the legend, you only get

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one shot if I don't do it. I might regret it later, I

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add. Greg and I are sitting
in one of the study rooms at the

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library, which is located in a
flat brick building on the square. He's

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on one side of the wide wooden
table and me on the other. Greg

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throws a pencil and it hits me
upside the head. You could have put

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my eye out, I yell out
and retrieve the yellow number two from the

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floor, promptly flinging it back in
his direction. Greg ducks out of the

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way. The pencil bounces off the
cinder block wall behind him and rolls underneath

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the radiator heater. Greg sits up
straight and stares at me. The stop

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signman is just a lame ghost story. You know that, He says.

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You need to grow up. Man. We pack up our belongings and walk

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outside. Greg reaches into the front
pocket of his book bag and pulls out

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a pack of cigarettes he'd lifted from
his older other. Without asking, he

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hands one to me. I just
don't want you to get in trouble,

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he says. Chip Wagner is the
most recent guy we know of to perform

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the ritual, and that was ten
years ago. Chip was caught and charged

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with theft. With the common knowledge
of the legend, it didn't take a

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rocket scientist to figure out who to
bring in for questioning. After all,

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it was Chip's birthday. I placed
the cigarette between my lips, light the

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tip with Greg's lighter, and inhale. The smoke makes me cough, and

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Greg laughs at my lack of experience. Besides, if you're that desperate for

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some action, I'm sure Roxy is
ready and willing. Just take your ass

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over to the filling station. By
the time we were young teenagers, we'd

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already heard the rest of the stop
signman folklore. After entering the barn with

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a sign as an offering, a
woman appears. People say, she takes

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your innocence, she makes you a
man. They say, no, one

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really knows what that means. Though
obviously, with what Greg is suggesting to

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me now, his takeaway leans more
towards something of a sexual nature. The

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girl he's talking about, Roxy is
someone who grew up in the boggy land

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on the other side of the railroad
tracks, swamp rats we call them.

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I glance across the square. The
filling station is visible from here, and

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I see her. She's sitting on
an old wooden church pew that's pushed up

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against the side of the store,
I groan in disgust. I'm sure she

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is, but I don't want to
catch some kind of disease. Later that

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night, after having birthday dinner with
my dad, I drive all the way

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out to Layman Road to where an
intersection sits deep in a long stretch of

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pines. Over the past few days, I've been scoping things out and making

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a plan. Anybody who does this
has to choose his own sign, and

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the one I've picked has a spray
painted X on the back. With a

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wrench from the toolbox on the back
of my truck, I remove the sign

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from the metal post. After I
have the sign taken down, I place

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it flat on the bottom of my
truck bed. I drive out to the

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Williamson Land and pull off the road, parking in a secluded, unused red

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dirt driveway located on the far side
of the barn. Admittedly, the exterior

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of the barn is creepy as all
get out, even at seventeen years old.

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Briefly, I'm taken back to several
years earlier, when I thought the

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stop signman might be real. Just
as quick as those stories begin to resurface

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in the back of my mind.
I push all the nonsense away and focus

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on the present. Here's the kicker
about all of this. Tonight, I'm

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going to one up Mark Taylor.
My visit to the stop signman is going

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to be recorded. If the girl's
got a kick out of Mark's penny trick,

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Allison is going to flip the f
out when she sees this. With

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the stop sign held under one arm
and my phone in the other hand,

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I walked toward my destination. For
dramatic effect, I hold the phone at

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a low angle, recording the tall
weeds that slap and brush against my jeans.

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Once there, I lift the wooden
latch and pushed the door open with

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the toe of my boot. The
rusty hinges creak in the still dark night.

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The door makes a soft slap against
the interior wall. Finally I step

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inside. Narrow slants of moonlight come
through the gaps between the boards of the

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wall. The smell of old straw
hangs heavy in the air. Not knowing

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what else to do, what step
I'm supposed to take next? I tossed

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the sign onto a loose scattering of
hay and nothing happens. I'm about to

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leave when the wall on the far
side of the barn begins to shake,

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like a set of shutters in a
thunderstorm. As the boards clatter, a

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shower of thick dust falls from the
rafters, making me cough and sneeze.

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Finally, the wall literally folds in
on itself, and I'm able to see

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what is on the other side,
a wet, boggy swamp. This can't

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be real. I think this has
to be a prank. Greg, I

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call out, I don't know how
you're doing this, but you need to

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cut it out. I imagine him
around the corner or high above in the

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hayloft, looking down on me,
watching and laughing. Movement within the wetland

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catches my attention and I look.
A girl is standing on the end of

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a moss covered wooden dock. She's
wearing a white tank top that's way too

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small and a pair of jean shorts
that fit tight over her thighs. Roxy

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A moment later, I'm standing on
the dock in front of her. I

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have no idea how I got here. I look down and see the bottom

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half of my jeans are covered in
thick, dark colored muck. Obviously,

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I walked through the water, but
I don't remember any of it. I

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wonder if I'm hallucinating Greg. I
call out again, enough is enough jokes

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over. Roxy speaks. There's nobody
here but us. Her voice is soft

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and strangely seductive. At first,
I think she's talking about me and her,

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but then I notice her eyes.
Look over my shoulder. I turned

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to look. A shadowy figure is
standing in the barn. I can't make

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out any particular features, but I
can tell it's a guy with a body

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built like an athlete. The tips
of Roxy's fingers brush against my neck.

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The length of her nails causes my
skin to crawl for some reason. When

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I turn back around, I'm looking
at her exposed midriff, a cubic zarconi,

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a belly button piercing catches, a
sparkle of light. Logically, I

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know I should run far away,
but there's something else deep inside of myself,

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a pull that makes me stay.
It draws my body closer to hers.

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She slides her fingertips against my lips. It is done, she says,

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you are a man. Five.
I wake up the next morning,

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still wearing the clothes I had on
the night before. The inside of my

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mouth feels like I've been chewing on
a sheet of coarse sandpaper. My head

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pounds, and when I sit up, I feel dizzy. Sitting on the

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edge of the bed, it takes
me a moment to gain my composure.

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I stumble into the bathroom to take
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That's when I notice the crumbly,
crusty mud smeared across my shirt and

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jeans. Dry leaves are stuck in
my messy hair. I look like crap.

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My eyes are bloodshot, below them
dark bags. My skin has a

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washed out, sallow look. To
someone else, I might look like I've

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been on an all night bender.
After looking for my phone, which is

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nowhere to be found, I change
clothes and then go into the kitchen for

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a glass of water. Dad's sister, Rita is here. Aunt Rita lives

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next door and comes and goes as
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the kitchen table talking on her phone. She acknowledges me with a brief smile.

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I pull a glass from the cabinet
and fill it with tapwater. This

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is just like nineteen ninety six all
over again. Aunt Rita says to whomever

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it is she's talking to. I'm
clueless to the reference, but I can

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tell by the sound of her voice
that she's upset. Did you hear about

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that girl, aunt Rita asks.
Now, her voice has a different tone

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the one in your class. It
takes me a second to realize she's talking

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to me. I pinched my eyes
in confusion and shake my head. Alison

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Weaving. She explains she had a
crash last night. She died. My

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heart slams against my rib cage.
The glass of water nearly slips from my

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grip, but instead I slam it
onto the countertop. What do you mean

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another car te boned hers, They
say she i'd on impact. I feel

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so terrible for that girl's parents.
The loss they must be going through is

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impossible to fathom. This can't be
happening. I think the room is twirling

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around me. I need to sit
down, aunt Rita continues. They say

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the stop sign was gone. The
driver of the other car didn't even know

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they should stop. What I'm hearing
can't be true. It all makes me

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feel like I could puke. Finally, I fall into the seat of the

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chair opposite aunt Rita, where Where
did it happen? What road was it

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on? Her answer solidifies the thoughts
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Later that day, English class is
interrupted by the secretary from the Principal's

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office. After tapping on the door, Missus Brown leans her head in and

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calls my name. I stand from
my desk and feel the entire room watching

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me. Missus Brown escorts me down
the hall. It's the middle of fourth

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period. All the other students are
in class. It's just me and her.

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The heels of her shoes clomp on
the tiles. The sound is loud

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and echoes in the long, narrow
space. Missus Brown opens the door to

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the office and I notice right away
that two uniform police officers are standing next

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to the principal's desk. And Dad
is here too. I can tell he's

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pissed. Stratton Duke. One of
the officers steps forward. There's something we'd

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like to talk to you about.
You turned seventeen last night, right more

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scares to come after these quick messages. Six. I'm sitting in the back

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seat of the officer's car. The
old Williamson Barn looks even creepier than it

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did the night before. Now the
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It seems real. It is real, I remind myself, and the

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reality of all this terrifies me.
The repercussions of my actions are gut wrenching.

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It wasn't supposed to be like this. I say, it's just a

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silly urban legend. We get out
of the car and I lead the officers

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inside. Dad follows us, but
he remains quiet the whole time. He

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stands with his arms crossed, watching. And you say, you dropped the

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sign, and that wall there.
The officer nods across the space. You

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say it opened up. I can
tell by the look on his face that

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he doesn't believe a word I've said. Look, I know it sounds crazy,

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but yeah, that's exactly what happened. And this girl, roxy you

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call her, she took your innocence. I noticed a smirk on the second

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officer's face. Yes, I say, it's not anything raunchy, well,

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not like sex, or I don't
think so. Anyway. Look, I'm

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not sure what happened, but I'm
telling the truth. The second officer walks

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across and pulls open a wide door, revealing a second room, this one

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is full of stop signs. From
floor to ceiling is a menagerie of red

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octagons. Some of them are lying
on the floor, while others are nailed

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to the walls and the support beams. With both doors open, wind barrels

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through the space. The hanging signs
swing and clatter against each other. Look,

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kid, what you're telling us.
All that mess about the stop signman

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is nothing new. I've heard it
all before. Don't forget. I grew

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up in these parts. I've heard
the stories. Hell, when I was

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your age, I was tempted to
do it myself. But the thing is

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I didn't. What we're dealing with
now is something else altogether. The other

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man speaks up. A girl is
dead because of what you did. I

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ride home in the back of the
cop car after being issued a citation for

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theft. I stand on the porch
and watch the cruiser pull out of the

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driveway. The horrifying truth of the
matter hangs over my head. I could

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be charged with involuntary manslaughter. After
telling me I'm grounded for the rest of

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my life, Dad heads back to
his job. He's working a double and

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can't get out of it. While
he's gone, I decide to sneak out

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and make a quick visit to Greg's
house. I pull into Greg's yard and

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spot him sitting on the porch swing
drinking one of his dad's cheap beers.

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I've been worried sick about you,
he says, what's going on. I'm

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sure the gossip of me leaving with
the police spread like wildfire through the school,

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and I can only imagine the assumptions
people have already made. Greg offers

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me a beer, but I decline. I take a seat on the steps

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and tell him everything. Seven they
say, if you get caught, the

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stop signman will come after you.
You can't sleep because he invades your dreams,

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and staying awake doesn't help either.
He constantly stalks every corner of your

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mind, turning every peaceful thought into
a nightmare. Even when I was talking

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to Greg, my attention was broken
by the shape of the porch tiles octagons.

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Greg didn't believe my story. In
fact, he suggested I seek mental

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health. The knowledge that my best
friend no longer has my back hurts me

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deep inside. After leaving Greg's house, I have an idea. My phone

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I recorded everything the night before.
I wasn't able to find the phone in

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my room this morning, and I
hadn't seen it in the barn this afternoon.

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There's one person I can think of
who might have an answer. Finding

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the phone won't change what I did, but it will give proof that I'm

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not crazy. Instead of going home, I make a stop at the filling

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station where I spot Roxy today.
She's leaning against the wall by the bathrooms.

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I get out of my truck and
charge across the parking lot, not

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stopping until I'm standing directly in front
of her. Her hair is damp from

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a recent shower. I can smell
the flowery scent of shampoo other than the

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wet hair. She looks exactly like
she did last night. Where's my phone?

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I cut right to the chase.
Roxy laughs and stands up straight.

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I don't have your phone, Stratton, My name on Her voice is like

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fingernails on a chalkboard. Oh yeah, well, where is it? Then?

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I just happen to lose it?
Huh? I throw up my hands.

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That would be really convenient, wouldn't
it. Roxy reaches out and grabs

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my forearm. The sleeve of her
shirt rides up and I notice a sketchy

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red tattoo spread across the underside of
her wrist. The artwork is badly done.

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It's like something someone would get in
prison, but the symbol is clear

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enough. A stop sign, let
go of me. I jerked my arm

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away. What you did take someone
of a certain character, she says,

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Why did you do it anyway?
Was it to prove a point or to

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show that you're It was because of
a girl. My voice cracks. Roxy

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laughs again. This time it sounds
like a cackle coming from an old witch.

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You came to the barn with one
goal in mind, and you got

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it. That girl was standing in
your way. She would have held you

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back. I realized now that Allison's
death wasn't just an accident caused by what

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I'd done. She was payment.
I'm not sure what for, but I

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know it's something I don't want.
That's messed up. I say. If

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I would have known there was a
price, I would have never You're part

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of it now, Honey. From
here on, it's between you and him.

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You have to finish what you started
by him. I know she means

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the stop sign. Man, If
facing him is what I have to do,

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so be it fine. My breath
is coming and going out of my

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lungs. In deep rhythmic puffs.
I'll do it eight. The first rule

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in the legend of the stop sign
Man is that you have to go alone.

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I look at it like this.
If I got myself into this mess,

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I'm the only one who can get
myself out. I'm still not sure

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how or why, but the octagon
shape is significant. I think I can

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use that bit of folklore against him. When I get home, I go

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into my closet and find an old
work book from when I was a kid.

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One of the multiple choice questions was
to select an octagon from a group

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of shapes. I'd picked one,
but it was wrong next to a red

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X. The teacher wrote, an
octagon must have eight equal sides. Then

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I go into the garage, where
I find the hatchet Dad uses to chop

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firewood. Later, I park in
front of the Williamson barn. I go

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inside. Not long after entering,
I hear movement in the hayloft above me.

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I turned to face the wooden steps
that lead upward, and I wait

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for the stop Signman to appear.
Finally he does. The steps creak under

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his weight. His thin legs are
bare, the s on his feet is

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thick, calloused, and cracked.
The toes are gnarled and bent, like

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the knots on an ancient tree stump. He's wearing a pair of white boxers.

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It's obvious he's built from pieces of
different men. His torso is defined

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with muscle, despite the fifties era
greaser haircut. His face is wrinkled and

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spotted with age. The story mister
Perry told me ten years ago is true.

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His eyes are spinning red octagons.
Who what are you? I ask?

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When he speaks, his voice has
an eerie timber of a teenager and

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a ninety year old speaking at the
same time. We're an organization that stretches

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all across the southeast, from Virginia
to Texas and everywhere in between. Right

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here in South Carolina just happens to
be the epicenter a secret society. Some

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might call it, or a cult
or in a flash, he's standing in

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front of me. I can feel
his breath against my face. So are

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you the president of the whole thing? I ask? He scoffs at my

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question of this particular chapter. Yes. The idea that there are others like

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him makes my head spin. Everywhere
all over there are boys, young men

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looking for ways to achieve their wildest
dreams. But this is not about them.

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This is about us. Let me
show you. He grabs hold of

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my arm. His grip is strong, the palm of his hand feels like

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hot asphalt against my flesh. Look
deep into my eyes, really really deep.

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I don't want to, but I'm
transfixed. I stare into his face

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and her eyes lock. His octagon
shaped eyes light up in a traffic like

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glow of green, and I fall
into them. Go, he says,

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go, go go, and I
do. I let myself go. It's

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as if the interior of the barn
melts away from us. In my mind,

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I'm speeding through space and time,
through the years of my life that

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haven't happened yet. I see myself
with what seems like everything a man could

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want. It's different for everybody,
he says. What you imagine won't be

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the same for the next. In
the vision, it all goes on and

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on. There's no stopping us.
He said, you see the potential,

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You see what you can be,
the things you can do. An octagon

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symbolizes a rite of passage. Eight
is a number of transcendence. I recognize

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the truth all of what he's showing
me only looks good on the surface.

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None of it is worth the price
he tricked me into paying. Somehow,

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my thoughts break the spell. You
weren't tricked, he snaps. You wanted

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to steal that sign. It was
your idea. You wanted to prove you

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were a man. I shake my
head. No, not like this,

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I didn't. I think about the
page from my grade school workbook and all

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the various shapes that were drawn on
it. Do you know what the opposite

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of an octagon is? A surprised
look spreads across his face. His eyes

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fade to yellow, and then the
red they were before. Stop, he

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demands. I answer my own question. It's a concave polygon. I pull

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the hatchet from the waistband at the
back of my jeans. It means one

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of the sides is angled inward.
At the sight of the weapon, the

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man's mouth drops open and possibly wide. I notice his teeth for the first

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time. They're the yellow of corn. I swing the axe against the wall.

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The first blow only cracks the wood, but it's enough to cause the

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stop signman to pause. He cries
out in pain, clutching his side with

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both hands. His body bends I
swing the axe again, harder. This

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time the wood splinters the stop signman
hollers. This time his voice is so

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loud it cuts deep into my essence. Dark blood gushes through the gaps between

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his fingers. Stop, he yells, jerk, king his disproportioned body back

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and forth, moving toward me.
With the hand not holding his side.

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He reaches toward me. Put the
axe down, you little shit, I

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don't. I swing a third time, harder. Now the sharp end of

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the blade crashes through and I jerk
it free. The broken slats are jagged

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and sharp. My nemesis body folds
over on itself, like the snap of

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a mouse trap, and as his
bones crack, it sounds like that too.

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The vocals of his agony pour from
his throat in a torrent of pain.

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Still he reaches for me. He's
not giving up. I'm on the

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other side of the space, And
just as he returns to his unsteady feet,

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I swing the axe through this section
of lumber. His body slams over.

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This time a deep fissure cuts into
his abdomen, pulling his upper half

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horizontal to the floor. Now I'm
sure what I have to do to finish

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this once and for all. Each
of the next five walls are met with

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the blade, and each time my
ears are assaulted with the agony of the

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stop signman being reduced to a broken
and splintered pile of nothing. On the

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eighth wall, I chopped the blade
through the boards and then twist the handle

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so the axe head catches on the
other side. Then I pull with all

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my might. The wall splinters inward, and the screams are finally silenced as

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the stop Signman's head splits in two. I stand for a moment, catching

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my breath, when the entirety of
the barn begins to rattle around me.

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Nine on my eighteenth birthday, I
go out to the intersection on Layman Road.

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Now a wooden cross stands by the
road, marking the spot where Allison

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died on that night the year before. After I brought down the barn and

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destroyed the stop signman, I drove
out here and reattached the sign to the

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post. I was taken into custody
for destruction of property. Thankfully Dad bailed

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me out. He told me it
was the one and only time he'd ever

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do it. My actions didn't bring
Alison back, and my phone was never

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found, but the evidence from a
nearby game camera and the analysis of the

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skid marks at the intersection revealed the
truth. The fatal wreck wasn't because of

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the missing sign. The car that
hit Allison was coming from the opposite direction.

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It's been one year since all of
that happened. One plus eight is

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nine. Recently I learned that one
of the meanings behind the number is wisdom.

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After dropping a single flower X to
the wooden cross, I drive away

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the end. That story definitely ticked
all the boxes for some good old fashioned

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Southern fried fear. I hope you
enjoyed it as much as I did.

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And a huge thank you to Charles
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his many books at County Line Horror
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that I bring the fear to you
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and be well, and for myself, for our producer Dan Wilder, executive

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producer Rob Fields, and our composer
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talk at you later. Great googly
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me. Make sure to find your
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you are safe. Trust me,