Abandoned by Six Flags: Difference between revisions

 

When I exited off the 340 highway, I saw a rusty metal sign off in the woods that read "Six Flags Redneck Woods". A crumbling path led under the sign and passed by pyramids of old moonshine bottles and Mountain Dew cans. Must be some authentic decor, I thought to myself. As I continued down the road, I began to hear a faint whining, twanging sound in the distance. I continued on down the path, even though I became frightened. I stopped to take a photo of a dead possum sitting atop a pyramid of old Coors cans and Moonshine bottles. The twanging sound became louder. I approached a pavilion labeled "Rednecks Only". The twanging noise started to give me headaches and my ears started bleeding. There was a door leading into the pavilion that was slightly ajar. I reluctantly opened the door to reveal a circle of the scariest things I had ever seen. There, right in front of me, was a man with a black, greasy beard that stretched to the floor. His teeth were replaced with little stubs and he was missing one eye. On his head was a rotting possum carcass. I realized why the park had been abandoned as I fled to the safety of my car.