Terror Tales From The Old West : Season 1
"30 Minutes Episodes"
Terror
Tales Of The Old West : The Series
Season 1 Episode 1 : Death Trail To Dodge
Six Cowboys were on horseback riding into Dodge. The trail they were taking was long and
they would be on it for several days. It was getting dark. "We should bed down and get some
shut eye." Suggested Sampson. He was the wisest of them all. He had been around longer
than any of them. They all grabbed there sleeping equipment from their horses and settled
down for a restful nights sleep. They didn't know the danger that awaited them. The evil they would encounter. In these parts those that passed through this territory at night never made it
any further. No one knew of any of this . This is a mystery because there a no traces of evidence. Its as if you disappear and you never returned. They were in for a long night.
The moon was bright. Maxwell couldn't sleep. He missed his lady. He couldn't wait to meet her in Dodge. He got up and strolled around looking for a spot to urinate. A fate noise could be heard in the distance above a huge cliff. Maxwell was annoyed by it he had to go look.
Making his way up the cliff Maxwell was out of breath. The cliff was steeper than it looked.
As he reached the top he looked around. He seen nothing , He heard nothing. "I really need some sleep. He said discussed. He tripped. A spur from his boot had broken off. He bent down to pick it up. His hand was stepped on. Looking up Maxwell seen a deformed looking figure it looked as if it wasn't human. He was to sleeping to even worry. "Hey I needed to go back down." The figure shook its head no. It grabbed the spur. Maxwell had a bandanna around his neck. The figure shoved down his throat. It used the spur to slice Maxwell's throat. Within moments after this deformed figure was gone. Maxwell's lifeless body lay motionless atop of the cliff. Morning was coming. The sun was rising and the others were awaking to it.
Awakening they immediately noticed. Maxwell was gone. He pussied out. Said Kyle. He was a hard ass thought he knew all and wasn't afraid to tell you how he felt. "I just hope where ever he is that he is safe said Sampson. If they only knew what Maxwell had gone through a few hours late. They stop by a stream to allow their horses to drink and fill their canteens. They pushed on as night fell again not tired they wanted to get closer. They would bed down when they felt like they needed so sleep. It was dark and there was a fog. They could barely see. It was very thick. Suddenly screams were heard. Jacob and Rex were headless. "What the hell." shouted Sampson. "They have no heads, they have no heads." gasped Kyle. Looking down they also noticed their horses were sliced. Major gashes in their side. The grotesque horrific site was to much for Kyle to handle. "I am out of here." He said. "No." yelled Sampson. "You will follow with the rest of us." There is nothing we can do." Nothing, said Kyle Nothing." Something happened they didn't just do that to themselves." Kyle's mouth was ripped open his jaw stretched in a very awkward way. Sampson could say the hands around Kyle's jaw it was foggy and dark but he was able to make out the hands. "Red Corn?" He said.
The figure back away into the fog and the dark. "Who is Red Corn?" asked Alex the only remaining cowboy with Sampson. Sampson paused then he spoke. "Red Corn was an Indian his tribe was massacred.....Sampson was cut short. An arrow pierced his back it came right through his stomach. Blood came out of his mouth like a drippy faucet. Alex was in shock he didn't know what to do. The figure believed to be Red Corn grabbed him off his horse. The two struggled and wrestled around the ground a bit. Red Corn through him around. The Sun was coming up and Red Corn was gone. Alex hopped back on his horse and headed on. He was still shook up with the events that happened. Before sunset Alex arrived in Dodge. He hurried his horse along and made it. He headed into the Saloon. He ordered a shot of whiskey. The bartender said to him. "Son you look like you've been through hell." Alex asked.
"Indeed I have, Indeed I have." The mystery of Red Corn remains a mystery. Alex spoke not a word of what he endured. He just stood at the bar drinking and never said a word.
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Terror Tales From The Old West : The Series
Season 1 : Episode 2 : The General Store
Tom Wilkerson was a well known man within the town of Rolling Rock. It was a small town population was only that of 45. Everyone went into Tom's General Store for the grocery needs, gun powder or whatever they wanted. Tom always had it no matter what it was. Over the course of the last few weeks of the month of May Tom started to gain a lot of trouble within his budget. He was losing money because supplies were below average. Several of his customers had to go 5 miles north to get what they needed. Tom was feeling down and hadn't a clue how he would bounce back for this ordeal.
Two weeks went by and Tom had to close his doors. Many in Rolling Rock saw this as a big blow to the town. Tom seen it as the end of what was once a successful business. He had a cabin outside of the town and he now spent most of his time there. It was just him he never wed or had any children. Tom
was a loner. For several weeks he never came into to town. He just stayed in his cabin and that was all.
Gus Ashford was Blacksmith in Rolling Rock. He had 2 children ages 9 and 7 two girls. His wife was the go to lady for all things knitting . Gus's Shop was right next door to Tom General Store. The day was hot middle 80's . He smelled what was an awful foul odor it appeared to be coming from the Tom's store. He headed to get the Marshall he knew it was right and thought it may need investigated.
Marshall Hendershot was a man who didn't take anything from nobody he wasn't afraid to shoot if he needed to. He and Gus had to force their way into Tom's Store. They looked around the smell inside was awful. Marshall Hendershot discovered blood all over the door that headed to the back storeroom. "What the hell." he said puzzled. He and Gus entered. Marshall Hendershot drew his gun. Inside they found bloody sheets and blanket laying against the wall. Gus moved them away and they were in shock at what they seen. A body dismantled. The eyes were ripped out the legs cut open veins were showing,but the most horrifying thing of all was there was more underneath those bloody sheets. About 4 to be exact. "Why would Tom do this?" asked Gus. Marshall Hendershot was silent for a moment.
"I have no idea Gus." He replied. "Listen not a word of this you hear." said Marshall Hendershot. "Keep everyone away from here you got it." Gus shook his head. "Yes Sir." He answered. Marshall Hendershot headed back to figure this out. He wanted to deal with this without alarming the town.
Meanwhile back at Tom's cabin outside of town. He was skinning a rabbit he had trapped. This was going to be his supper for this evening. Tom had snapped. The fall of his business was something he
couldn't take. He went insane. He killed those who were at the store with his trusty knife. They were some of the customers from the store 5 miles north. He knocked them out unseen and brought them to his store to dismantle them. He blamed them for his store failing. He just had enough. He lost his mind.
Marshall Hendershot pondered awhile and came to a conclusion. He had to confront Tom he had not choice. Once he got to the bottom of it he could decide from there. He had to arrange a posse he didn't wanna got there alone. He assembled a group of men he knew he could trust and they head out of town to Tom's cabin. They hoped it was go smothly but with Tom at this state it was hard to tell how it would
go. They arrvied at Tom's cabin he was stirring a pot of something. "Hey Marshall y'all went some Rabbit Stew?" He asked. "No thanks Tom." Replied Marshall Hendershot. "We need to talk to you about your store." What about it?" "Its been closed for days now." We found something inside." Tom grabbed for his shotgun. He shot one of them on the head. It was Francis a well known member of the town he bartented a time a two in the Saloon." Francis's brains scattered in the air before falling to the ground. His body walked around and it collapsed.. Tom was ordered to put the gun down. He didn't listen. He shot again this time he caught the Marshall in the leg. It was out of control. Tom had to be stopped before he created a blood bath with them all. One came around behind him and using the barrel of their gun knocked Tom out. They tied him up and took him back into town. It was time to get to the bottom of this. Time to find out why Tom was a killer. What made him do it. These questions needed answered and Marshall Hendershot was hell bent or finding out. Tom was going to talk.
When Tom came to he explained things. He said he killed those innocent people because they didn't deserve to live and go to any other store but his. It was talking out of his head after that. Marshall Hendershot knew what he needed to do. It was time for the first hanging in Rolling Rock town history.
Its was set a few days after. Tom Wilkerson was set to hang at high noon. He had no last words. A fire was set to his store. After the store was nothing but ashes. Tom was hanged his insane ways had finally come to an end and the town of Rolling Rock would get through this ordeal and push on. Everyone stood by the ashes that was once Tom's General Store and they walked away. Marshall Hendershot headed to the Saloon. Others went there separate ways. It was over and time to get back to their lives.
Wide Shot of the Town ------Fade To Black Episode Ends
Terror Tales Of The Old West : The Series
Season 1 Episode 3: Attack Of The Apaches
The Apache Indians land has been soiled. Buffalo has been found dead and tippies destroyed. Their crops as well. They vow revenge on whom or what that has caused this destruction. Chief Black Hawk told his tribe to use brute force against any strangers. The tribe new they needed to be violent.
It was late in the evening. Rain began to fall. A couple of wagons passed by. Two cowboys on horseback rode slowly in front and behind the wagons. A couple of tribe members spotted them.
They assembled the rest and they stampeded down and began to attack. One of the cowboys in horseback was stabbed with an arrow. It lunged into his nostrils and ripped his nose off. The other had his throat slashed. Inside the wagon were a couple of women and a couple more cowboys who were driving the wagon. The Apaches outnumbered them. A few lost their lives as the cowboys shot a few. It was a bloody mess. One of the ladies was scalped. Her brain was exposed. It was a sickening site.
After what seemed to be hours. The wagon were destroyed. The cowboys,The ladies massacred. Limbs
and body parts of plenty were everywhere. Chief Black Hawk was proud of his tribe. He awarded them.
It was a victory to them. They wanted to protect their land. It didn't matter to them everyone was at fault. They believed that it was anyone. They also believed in destroying all those that passed by.
More on horseback approached they were ready. This time they rushed in and it was different than before. These cowboys fought back. Several heads of The Apaches were blown off with a shotgun.
Their arms and legs cut off or broken. These weren't cowboys they were ex Army Sergeants. After it was over they were still standing. Chief Black Hawk came down and he was stabbed in the head neck and stomach with an arrow that was taken from a tribe member. No matter who there tired The Apache tribe was not quick enough for these trained Army Sergeants. They left them lay and headed on.
All They wanted to do was protect their land. Get even from whom or what was destroying it. But in the end it was Them who got destroyed. This Apache Indian Tribe would be no more.
Wide Shot Of The Indians Laying Dead ......Fade Out Episode Ends
Terror Tales From The Old West : The Series
Season 1 : Episode 4 : The Train Robbery
Austin Rodgers was a convicted killer. On August 12, 1884 he rode upon a farm house and murdered an entire family. In cold blood. He was on a train bound for Baxter Springs,Kansas. It was his home town. He was set to be hanged there for the murders he committed. He was under extreme supervision. He was dangerous. He was also psychotic the doctor he seen feared he would kill again.
A gang of thieves headed by Mad Dog James Mason was headed to rob the train. The train carried gold bars said to be worth millions. The gang aimed to stop the train and get the bars to become rich. Mad Dog and his gang raced to the train. They all jumped aboard leaving their horses behind. They split up. A few stopped were to stop the train the others searched for the gold bars. They went into the car that was occupied by Austin. Waving a gun in the faces of the guards and Marshall that watched him.
They warned them to back away. "This man is dangerous." said the Marshall. One of the men laughed. Seth Pester. He was a wild guy. He wanted to get rich, he also was a real asshole. He spat in Austin's face. Austin became irate he got up and kicked Seth down with his ball from the ball and chains that bound him. Once on the ground he began headbutting him. He did this until he broken his nose and dislocated his jaw. The Marshall and guard tried to control him. Austin used the ball and chains to his advantage. After a few shift moves The Marshall and guard were knocked out and Austin freed himself. He took the keys from the guards pocket.
Mad Dog and the other members of his gang made the engineer stop the train and take them to the car holding the gold bars. They were on their way through the car of the train heading to the car that carried the gold bars. They ran into Austin. He had a gun. "Get out of the way freak." shouted Mad Dog. Austin pointed the gun and fired it. He blew the engineer's head clean off. Blood splattered all over the walls. Mad Dog became angry. He thought Austin had beaten him to the bars. The engadged into a brawl. Throwing each other around the train car. One of Mad Dog's men tried to get involved to help Mad Dog. Austin grabbed him by his throat and ripped out his Adam's Apple. The battle still continued. Mad Dog's life came to a bloody gory end. Austin got a knife from Mad Dog's boot and ripped his chest open. It was a very gross and sickening site to lay your eyes upon. The last remaining man from Mad Dog's gang Ted ran. Austin ran after him. The chased took through each car to the end of the trian. Ted had no way to go. It the end of the caboose he jumped off , and ran down the tracks as fast as he could. Austin through the knife. It caught ted in the back. He fell down upon the tracks. A railroad tie pierced him in the forehead. It drove through his skull. Austin headed for the engine he was going to start the train and make his escape. The Marshall and a guard stopped him. "Stop." shouted The Mashall. Austin stopped and was about to charge at The Marshall. The Marhsall fired several shots into Austin's chest. He flew backwards onto the floor. Austin was liveless. He was dead.
The Guard and The Marshall headed to the engine and started it up. "Next Stop Baxter City." said The Guard. They sighed and moved along the tracks. Austin was not to hang as they thought. Train Whistle blows. We cut to scenes of all the fatalities and we fade out. The train fades into the distance.
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Terror Tales From The West : The Series Episode 5 : The Ghost Town Of Terror
This Tale begins in an old Ghost Town 1885 3rd day of August, A family decides to rest for awhile.
They had no idea of the massacre that befell of this once lively town. One by one each was tortured.
Against the own will by an unseen force of pure evil. What was it that caused this abominable horror.
It was almost sundown and Samson a cowboy pumped water for his horses into a trough. His wife and 3 kids
2 boys 4 and 7 and a daughter age 12. Were looking for a place to bed down for the night. They tried to
find light but nothing was working. "I will look for wood to make a fire." said Samson. He looked through the
town.
He couldn't help but notice how dead the town was and how run down it was. At last he found some wood behind the run down
Saloon. He grabbed a few logs. His hand was craved open. "Ouch." He shouted. There was nothing around him. Samson used
his handkerchief to wrap up his wound. He brought the wood to the center of town and build a fire in the middle of the city.
As the flames grew higher and higher strange things happened. A light came on in the Sheriff's office. "Hello, Samson shouted
out." Sheriff." he called. Out came a stranger. Samson reached for his gun. "Don't Shoot, Don't Shoot." cried the stranger.
"Identify yourself." screamed Samson. "Black Jack Davis." said the stranger. He continued. "You must leave,leave now."
"Why." asked Laura. Samson's wife. "Its 11:30 at midnight you don't wanna be here." "What happens at midnight." said
Zeb the 7 year old child. "They come." Who is they." Samson questioned. "The maniacs, those that don't want you here."
"Hitch your horses get in your wagon and leave, before its to late." Within a blink of an eye Black Jack was gone. Its
as if he vanished into thin air. "Ok said Samson its 11:45 everyone stay around the fire we will leave and head out come
sun up." Laura was shaking she was nervous. "Samson what about them." Samson laughed. "You didn't think that was real
did you?" "Its obvious it was a hallucination we are all tried I am going for more wood, get some shut eye."
Here They Come
It was now Midnight. Samson was gathering more wood. He was cautious this time. On his way back he felt as if he was being
followed. Laura and his children were gone when we got back. His pulse was racing he was frightened. Where did they go,
He was graced with the presents of Black Jack again." Your wife and kids are safe I have them hidden in a secure place."
"We must prepare for them, they will strike at anytime." "Who the hell are you and what do you want with me and my family?"
asked Samson. He had enough of Black Jack and his games he wanted him to explain. He wanted answers. He wanted them now.
Black Jack spoke. "I lived here before 5 years ago. My family and all of those of the town were tortured. We weren't prepared.
I promised myself my spirit wouldn't rest until I stopped them once and for all." "Who are they." said Samson. "The Evil
I don't know what they want and why they choose to destroy everyone and everything that was once hear but,We need to end them.
It all stops tonight." "I will do whatever you say." Samson said. He wanted to protect his family no matter what the cost.
The town was engulfed in flames. Everything was on fire. Samson looked around in terror. His horses were covered in blood.
It was as if something or someone was cutting them without being seen. "No one has ever survived till sun up." replied
Black Jack. "What makes you think I will?" asked Samson. "Your strong , you must out think them." "How if I can't see them."
"Show yourself" screamed Samson. Suddenly a force that was hard to contain pulled Samson by the arms. His hands and feet
mysteriously wrapped in ropes tightly squeezing ripping through his flesh. Samson shouts." Oh oh." In pain. Lots and lots
of blood was splattering everywhere. Samson was ripped to pieces. His remains were set on fire and melted into dust.
Laura and the kids were secure or were they? The kids screamed as Laura had a out of body experience. Her flesh ripped
to shreds exposing her to bare bones. Black Jack was indeed a spirit who guided the kids out of town after that it was
sun up. They would have the scars and memory of the parents death to endure the rest of there lives. It was a long road
ahead for them. A road they would deal with as a whole. Never forgetting this horrific day. As long as they lived.
As for the town they , The Evil won again when would it go away and how long before it ends. Its a mystery still unsolved.
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Terror Tales From The Old West The Series :
Season 1 Episode 6 The Stagecoach Of Doom
Our Story Begins in the late 1800's The Old West.
Arizona a few miles south of Tombstone. An Apache
Indian Tribe with orders from their Chief...Wind-N-Song
attacks a Stagecoach headed towards Tombstone.
Killing everyone aboard. The Tribe heads back to tell the Chief
of their success. The Chief was pleased with the success.
10 Years later. The Stagecoach appears on the road to Tombstone.
Wind-N-Song's Son....Eagles Nest is the new Chief of The Tribe following
in his father's death. A lookout for The Tribe spotted The Coach he
ran to tell the Chief. The Apache Tribe torture one of their own and burned him
alive. Saying he was one of the witches. No One in The Tribe was to speak
of the past especially anything about The Stagecoach and what they had done.
Miss Maggie May is headed out of Tombstone headed across-ed the plains
to reunite with her family. She hasn't seen them in many months. She had
been a singer at a Saloon and had saved enough to finally go. She was
ready for The StageCoach to take her home. She had no idea she was
headed for the last ride of her life. The Terror was about to begin.
About 12 miles outside Tombstone across-ed the plains. The Coach
came to a complete stop. Miss Maggie May hadn't a clue why but she
wondered. She steps out of The Coach and looked around there was
nothing. Suddenly a scarf was wrapped around her neck and she was
strangled to death. Miss Maggie May never made it home to her family.
The Coach drove away across ed the plains the driver had disappeared.
A few days later The Coach again headed into Tombstone.
Picking up a man and his wife looking to start a new chapter in their lives.
The Coach headed outside of Tombstone and across-ed the plains.
Stopping the same place it had before. The couple got out looking to
find out what was going on. The lady was decapitated. The man was
grabbed he hadn't seen who or what had be-headed his wife. He couldn't
struggle to look and see who had a hold of him. His head and arm was forced
into one if The Coaches wheels. The Coach drove away crushing his skull
as the wheel turned his head and body scattered into pieces.
Weeks went by and many lost their lives because of The Coach.
The Sheriff of Tombstone and the entire town questioned many things.
They wanted to know what was happening. Who or what was killing people.
The Sheriff gathered a posse and the slatted their horses, with guns
in hand they started out to find answers to what was going on.
The Sheriff and his posse found no signs of foul play or any traces of
clues to those who had fallen victim to the wrath of The Coach.
Just as they we about to give up and head back they spotted The Coach.
It was headed into Tombstone. The Fired the guns and tried to slow The Coach
down. Nothing seems to work and the bullets seems to not stop it at all.
One posse member got to close to The Coach and he and his horse turned to dust.
The Sheriff hadn't a clue as to what was with this mysterious yet evil Stage Coach.
As The Coach rode into Tombstone the Sheriff and his posse followed it in.
When The Stage arrived into the town of Tombstone. It had a driver The Sheriff
and his posse were dumbfounded and didn't know how this had happened.
The Sheriff rode up to The Stage and demanded the driver step down.
The Driver seemed normal looked normal but he questioned everything and
anything. He asked him what he was doing in Tombstone. The Driver said
he was going to take a couple outta town and into Dodge City. The Sheriff
had no choice but to believe the driver and think what was seen outside the town,
was all in his and his posse's head. He allowed the driver to pick of the couple
and transport them out of the city with an escort. Him and his posse.
Heading out of town and across-ed the plains. The Stage Stopped at the same place it always does before the supernatural starts. The Driver had disappeared.
The Sheriff and his posse was again clueless. Over the hills the Apache Indian
Tribe stormed down and surrounded The Stage. A bright light descended
around The Stage. The Indiana's rode away and back up the hills from which
they descended down. The Couple inside The Stage were engulfed in flames
and burned to death. Flames shot out around The Stage and caught several
posse members on fire they fell off their horses and their horses ran away.
The Sheriff and remaining members watched as The Stage disappeared
into thin air. They were in shocked and rode back into town still very clueless.
The Stage has never returned to Tombstone since that day. The Sheriff and the town still have many questions unanswered. The Mystery of The Stage remains just that a mystery. No one really knows or has anything to go on to find out.
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Terror Tales From The Old West The Series
Season 1 Episode 7 : The Crooked Marshall
Marshall Dan Sawyer was a respected Law Man . He kept the town of Ridge Point save and
kept it free from crime and riff raff. No one knew of the secrets he had within. They were secrets he kept to himself. He was a very twisted man. He hated drifters wondering in town. He dealt with them.
The Marshall sat out the bar. He was shooting the breeze with the bartender. A drifter walked in. "I take a shot of your best whiskey." He said. He drank it down and asked the bartender if he knew of a place to bed down. "The Hotel across from the Saloon." He replied. Marshall Sawyer spoke up.
"I will take you there son." He said. "Why thank you Marshall." He said. They headed out to the hotel.
The Marshall and The Drifter walked the main stretch. The Marshall directed him behind the town into a wooded area. "This isn't a hotel." said The Drifter. "No its not." said The Marshall. He pulled out his gun and shot The Drifter right between the eyes. He took his lifeless body and threw it into the well behind The Blacksmith's Shop. He walked back to his office unseen like nothing had happened.
Another Day and another Drifter. The Marshall meets him. He again lures him like the other into the Wooded area. Behind the town. He immediately grabs him and pulls out a pocket knife and slices his throat. After he his bled out he drag him to the well and throws him in. He again walks away.
The night came and brought a party within the town. They were honoring Marshall Sawyer. His dedication and loyalty to the town. Little did anyone know of the secrets he had kept from them all.
The Saloon was full and the shot glasses full. It was a night to remember for The Marshall and the town. Everyone toasted him. He felt lucky to have those he protected showing their appreciation.
Two days go by. Another drifter headed into town. The Marshall seen him and was ready. As always he lurked him into the wooded area behind the town. Only this time it was different. He tried to pull the gun and the drifter drew quicker. He shot The Marshall in the knee cap bringing him down. He went over to him gun in hand. "Marhsall I take it you have a problem with me." "Yes I do." said The Marshall. He continued. "I have kept this town clean of all trouble." " This includes scum like you coming in." The drifter laughed. He kicked the Marshall in the mouth. He spit out blood. He took the spur of his boot and sliced the Marshall's throat. He returned to his horse. "I guess this isn't the town for me he said. He seen the Blacksmith. "Blacksmith. He shouted to him. "The Marshall is dead." He needs your help near the woods. The Blacksmith went running. The Drifter headed out of town.
Several others came running with the Blacksmith. They all stand off The Marshall's lifeless body.
They had questions. Questions as to why The Marshall was killed. It was something that would be in unanswered. They would never knew what The Marshall actually was. A Crooked Man.
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