The Homer Mill October 24, 2008

What defines fear? An eerie feeling in the pit of your stomach that sends chills up and down your spine, makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, and gets your pulse racing?

Fear is living your worst nightmare where a prayer or night-light won't save you, or where a pinch won't wake you up. Fear is having something to lose - at the Mill, most likely your life.

Homer is a small town you'd never imagine anything bad ever happening. Don't be fooled by the image - remember the Texas Chainsaw Massacre? Well the Homer Mill doesn't have a leather-faced psycho with a chainsaw living in the basement - or does it?

If the spiders, heights, or small dark places with creatures breathing down your neck doesn't freak you out, Amy sure will.

Years ago, a little girl playing at the Mill tragically drowned to death. The townspeople, along with Mill employees, believe the child's spirit is still lurking around the Mill. We call her Amy, which explains a lot of the strange happenings.

Don't believe in ghosts? Come to the Homer Mill and see for yourself!

Official Website: http://www.thehomermill.com