Mark Wahlberg

Pretty sure I can hold my own out here for the time being, but even so, lots of weird shit happens out here.

Glad to finally have a way to tell strangers who probably won't judge or call me crazy, though.

Immediately, yeah, off the bat.

Well, we're here at the front of the gates to perdition.

So do we abandon all hope and continue?

this story has been requested an obscene amount of times.

Um, but what I've learned with our audiences, they'll do that knowing what, how we're going to feel about it to stoke the flames.

So whatever.

But you know what?

Going in with these low expectations, maybe it will surprise me.

Maybe there'll be stuff I'd like.

Who knows?

Back to the topic at hand.

Weird stuff.

I'll start with the first odd experience I had here.

When I first purchased this land, I was really excited.

There was already a house on this property that was the perfect size for me.

Not only that, but it seemed pretty new.

Like the former owners didn't stay around very long.

Yeah, red flags, but how was I supposed to know how messed up this place was?