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Taken from the Springfield News-Leader article "Hunting Haunts in the Ozarks" by Diane Majeske.
Another time, shooting in a thunderstorm at a haunt known to longtime Ozarkers as "the albino farm," lightning illuminated an unknown figure in the dark.
"It's pitch black and starting to rain, and I'm trying to cover up the camera and pack up," recalls Deatherage. "I'm like 70 feet from the gate, and thunder cracks the sky, and there's someone running up the path toward me--it was so dark I couldn't see him before ... I never knew I could run so fast. We ducked into the brush--we had permission to be there; that was a big issue for us, to go strictly by the guidelines--so I don't know who this was."
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