Ah, welcome back brave souls and seekers of the spectral, gather ‘round as we creep into the darkened corridors of one of the most haunted havens on this side of the hemisphere. Nestled on a bluff overlooking the sleepy town of Radford, Virginia, this imposing structure has stood as a silent sentinel to suffering and madness, a repository of despair since its days as a boys' school, and later, as a sanatorium for the mentally troubled.

The walls are said to echo with the tormented spirits of its past; souls shackled by tragedy and heartbreak, who now roam its abandoned halls. They say the air is thick with the energy of the misunderstood and the mistreated, making it a magnet for those who dare to communicate with the beyond.

Tonight, join the Fearists, as we venture into the eye of Virginia’s maelstrom of madness for another chapter of Spooktober. So clutch your crucifix close, as we dare to disturb the denizens of the damned…