Others talked about creepy noises coming from his house late at night—scratching sounds and faint, sorrowful howls that seemed to float through the darkness. These noises only added to the house’s already eerie reputation.
Children in the neighbourhood, always eager for a bit of excitement, would dare each other to venture close to Mr. Carlton’s property. They would gather at the edge of his yard, peering through the gaps in the fence with wide, fearful eyes.