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Five years ago a filmmaker set out to make a film.

Bad things happened.

The movie was never finished.

Many believe the film to be cursed.

The filmmaker wrote a book about his exploits. This is the timeline.

August 28th

I finished the screenplay to my companion's relief. I was working on it day and night, pretty much to the exclusion of all else. It's funny how this mountain has inspired me. At an elevation of over 5,000 feet, it is practically a world unto it's own. 

Over the mountain's edge, I can see the pollution down below. What we had been breathing. 

The kids here look like they are straight out of the 70s. Long hair, band patches. An acceptable mode of transportation on the mountain for its teen populace is hitchhking. 

September 3rd

Sharlene finally read the script. She loved it. I wrote the lead role for her. She is a very good actress and has a great business mind. By the time she finished the script, she had already figured out many of the smaller cast roles and possible locations for us to shoot at on the mountain for free or very cheap.

September 10th

I found my director of photography: Matt Fore. He can shoot both artistically and quickly. We are going to have to bring him up from LA. We are also going to cast three of our main roles there, so we will have to house four people throughout the shoot.

September 13th

Sharlene and I check out the house we are going to use as the main location. She negotiated a great deal for it. It is huge and scary. The house is like something right out of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. It has a real creep factor. Mounted animal heads hang on the walls. The floors are cherry red wood. There is an upstairs and a downstairs with six bedrooms. 

While doing test shooting with Sharlene's two teen daughters and a few of their friends who are playing small roles in our film, the kids reported seeing the ghost of a little boy. I searched the house but found no one. On a back porch - one of the places the teens said they had seen the little boy - I found a marijuana joint. I didn't tell Sharlene.

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                                                        The possession of Grace Lynn