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Joe The Ghost Guy: Good.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Good afternoon. Good evening. Come treat me. around. the world. are listening. ghost stories. show apparently. I am indeed your favorite neighborhood investigator. Joe.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Ghost Guy.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Hope everyone's having a wonderful week. You know, it's hunt day today.
Joe The Ghost Guy: offering ones. enjoying it. It's about that. those uh Dog days of summer. right before everything starts to cool off and fall.
Joe The Ghost Guy: But... And it's also the spooky season, so... very exciting
Joe The Ghost Guy: And... Today I'm going to talk about... something that I did... our first season
Joe The Ghost Guy: talk. about... the old... in Holbrook.
Joe The Ghost Guy: bucket of blood saloon I thought I would. Forgive me. explanation and Why?
Joe The Ghost Guy: The name had changed from its previous and would The name was a previous. And the reason why, so... Now so I found a couple other ghost stories that's related to it so
Joe The Ghost Guy: Let's... Start. today.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Let's sit on me. couch. Snuggle up with the loved ones. porn. bullet pump.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Let's turn on the lights. Cousins.
Joe The Ghost Guy: First story. We're going to talk. now. It's the horse. head. Saloon. entitled men who never left.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Most people went to Brown. evaded. the uh Dr. Dart. He said... the building had been standing there. morning. century.
Joe The Ghost Guy: They said. It's wooden. floors. Absorbed. the blood The whiskey. The secrets.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The truth. iterations of miners.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Drifters. Gamblers. outlaws. But there's one story. that people whispered more quietly.
Joe The Ghost Guy: than others. call it. The man in the black hat. according to legend. Someone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: in some time in late. 1800s. a stranger. Rodent. town. just before A terrible winter storm came.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He walked into the horse head saloon. We're a Navy. long black code. and a black cat. pulled over his face. Nobody knew his name.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He sat alone. foreign the bar The bartender. Pour them a whiskey. the stranger. never touched it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Instead. He stared into the mirror. behind the bottles. Danny quickly said,
Joe The Ghost Guy: Is my horse still outside? bartender looked through the window. There was no horse. only darkness.
Joe The Ghost Guy: when He turned back around. the stranger. was gone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The whiskey glass remained on the table. the counter. and inside the glass. was a single drop of blood. that night.
Joe The Ghost Guy: a terrible storm. buried the town. next morning. They found a dead horse behind the saloon. The saddle was still on.
Joe The Ghost Guy: But there was no footprints. leading towards it. and no writer. was ever found. years past. The story became nothing more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: than an old legend. until people can hearing footsteps. Usually around 2 o 'clock in the morning.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Slow footsteps.
Joe The Ghost Guy: They would. begin... it would begin upstairs. and travel. The wooden staircase. and stop directly behind.
Joe The Ghost Guy: whoever happened to be standing at the Bar. some claim they would could feel someone breathing against the back of their neck.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Others heard a man's voice. Whisper.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The strangest. part. was the mirror. people sitting at the bar sometimes reported. seeing the man standing behind them.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A tall man. Black Cat. Right. Cool. Pell face. but Whenever they turn around Nobody was there.
Joe The Ghost Guy: one night a young bartender named Daniel. to say he wasn't afraid of the ghost stories. He left when the old -timers warned him.
Joe The Ghost Guy: not to stay after closing I'll prove them that there's nothing here, he says. At midnight. He locked the doors.
Joe The Ghost Guy: at one. Nothing happened. 1 .30 Nothing happened. then with a clock stroke.
Joe The Ghost Guy: two BOOM!
Joe The Ghost Guy: Daniel heard footsteps upstairs. He froze.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He grabbed the flashlight and slowly climbed up the stairs. stairs. The whole way. was empty. then you turn Then he... Then he came. to a sound from behind him.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A horse.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Not outside inside the building. Dump. Daniel spun around. Nothing. then another sound.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Dump.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Something heavy was walking towards them. Joaquin Croft across the floorboards. If all the sounds back downstairs.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Sloan was completely dark. Then he noticed something on the floor. Wet footsteps. horse tracks Meh.
Joe The Ghost Guy: They begin. at the front door across the saloon. and stop directly in front of the mirror. Daniel slowly raised his flashlight.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The mirror reflected the room. the empty table. the bottles. The bar. In Daniel. but there was someone standing behind him.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Amen. wearing a black hat. Daniel didn't move. the figure slowly lifted his head. His face was gray.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and lifeless. Then he whispered.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Daniel turned around. Nothing. Then he looked back in the mirror. The man was gone. but the reflection of daniel was no longer alone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A dark figure. stood behind him. And this time... He was smiling. The front door suddenly slammed open.
Joe The Ghost Guy: If... It frees and win. tore through the saloon. The lights went out. Daniel heard the sound of a horse.
Joe The Ghost Guy: screaming somewhere in the darkness. The man's voice whispered directly in his ear.
Joe The Ghost Guy: next morning Daniel was gone. The police found his flashlight on the floor. They found his boots. beside the bar.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and they found a single black cat. sitting on the counter. Daniel. was never seen again. to this day.
Joe The Ghost Guy: people who visit the Horsehead Saloon. still still tell stories. about strange footsteps. unexplained voices.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and a dark figure. appearing in an old mirror. and someone that if you'd stay inside after midnight you might hear A horse.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Walking somewhere beneath the floorboards
Joe The Ghost Guy: if you are unlucky enough to hear someone whisper your name Don't turn around. Because according to legend If the horse heads loom.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man in the black hat. isn't looking for his horse anymore. He's looking for someone to ride with him.
Joe The Ghost Guy: That's pretty cool. story. Yeah. Let's go to our...
Joe The Ghost Guy: main story here. our future presentation.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and if you ever Come inside and come. uh come across and you travel through Holbrook. And if you happen to...
Joe The Ghost Guy: go down south and hit An old sign. The uh... The Sloom's right there.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It's called the Bucket of Blood Saloon.
Joe The Ghost Guy: where the floor is remembered.
Joe The Ghost Guy: There are places. where history Feels like history. old photographs. whether it be buildings names carved into stone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and where our place is Where history feels like something else? something that never really left.
Joe The Ghost Guy: tonight. We're traveling deep. into the Arizona desert. to a little town called Holbrook. They tell him that.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The lead. 18th century had earned a reputation for violence. is so notorious. that the streets themselves seem to be to carry warnings.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and there. in the middle of that rough frontier town stands a saloon. originally called Terrell's Cottage Saloon.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It was built in 1888. Mike Byron. Tarot. during the period when Holbrook was just Come in.
Joe The Ghost Guy: a booming cow. and railroad town. but eventually No one would. Remember, it's simply Nobody would remember it as simply as the cottage.
Joe The Ghost Guy: they would remember it. by a name. that sounds less like a business and more. like a threat the bucket of blood.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and according to local history. The name... came after a violent conversation. violent comfort. comfort. confrontation in which two men were killed.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and so much blood covered the floor. that the people compared it. to an entire bucket of blood. exact year.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and circumstances. very among very, amongst historical accounts. some sources place the FMLC incident.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and in 1886. while the National Park Service historic documentation. dates the saloon's informal nickname,
Joe The Ghost Guy: to 1891. Double murder. but regardless to which version you leave. the story. has survived.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And perhaps... That's because Holbrook isn't simply a town. where violence occasionally happened. is a place where violence had became.
Joe The Ghost Guy: part. of everyday life.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Imagine Holbrook. in the 1800s. 1880s. No neon sign. No paved highways.
Joe The Ghost Guy: No emergency service is waiting around the corner Instead. There were horses tied outside buildings. dirty streets.
Joe The Ghost Guy: railroad tracks. Kettle men. Coming into town. Jamboree. looking for easy money. and men.
Joe The Ghost Guy: carrying loaded revolver. words. The Aztec Land and Cattle Company. had established itself in the area in 1884.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and it's cowboys. became known as the hatch knife. outfit. Historical accounts describe Holbrook as a rough cattle town.
Joe The Ghost Guy: or gunplay. and violence. were not uncommon. after spending days or weeks. on the range.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Cowboys. Coming to town. looking for whiskey. Gambling. women. food. And of course. Trouble.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And sometimes... they found All fine. at the same building The saloon.
Joe The Ghost Guy: inside Everything smelled of whiskey. Sweat. Tobacco smoke. and done well. cards slapped against wooden tables coins rattled.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Me didn't laugh. to loudly.
Joe The Ghost Guy: arguments began over almost nothing. A drink? a woman A horse. A dead.
Joe The Ghost Guy: a playing card. or Just a look. and someone And with that... that somewhere beneath the laughter.
Joe The Ghost Guy: was the possible. or a possibility of a gunshot One moment. people could be drinking together.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The next. someone could be dying on the floor. and the bucket of blood would become one of the places or that possibility.
Joe The Ghost Guy: came. a reality.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the stories surrounding the saloons infamous name. aren't completely consistent. It's part...
Joe The Ghost Guy: of what makes legend. so unsettling. the historical account preserved by the Navajo County Library. tells the cowboys.
Joe The Ghost Guy: of one cowboy, Joe Crawford and Gambler. George Bell. who had been at the cottage playing cards. with Roman Lopez. and another man.
Joe The Ghost Guy: a disagreement. erupted. lopez struck crawford over the head with the gun Crawford. Drew's Revolver and certainly The card game. a massacre.
Joe The Ghost Guy: when the shootings start. Two men. Laid dead. and the floor Sustained. with so much blood that their surviving cowboys Said it looked like as though someone had spilled entire bucket of it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Imagine being the first person to walk. into the room afterward. the cards. still scattered across the table. a chair.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Knocked over. a whisky glass rolled slowly across the floor. smoke bring Hanging in the air.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and two bodies. lying there moments. before. and then
Joe The Ghost Guy: were moments before they had their compensation. Nobody knew. What to say? Nobody knew. were to look.
Joe The Ghost Guy: But someone... knew that they had to what they just witnessed. the cottage saloon. had changed Q.
Joe The Ghost Guy: eventually So did its name.
Joe The Ghost Guy: today. There are still... a street of Holbrook. called The Bucket of Blood Street. The city of Holbrook describes the area part of the town's historic downtown.
Joe The Ghost Guy: It connects the infamous name. to the violent history surrounding the Terrell's Cottage Saloon. but imagine walking that street at night.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The desert wins. moves through the darkness. The old building sit silently. the railroad tracks.
Joe The Ghost Guy: were nearby. and somewhere beneath the modern world is a memory of another Holbrook. We hope, Brooke. where a man could walk into a saloon alive.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And never. Walk back. Back out. People sometimes imagine the old west was romantic. when he's riding beneath the infamous sunsets.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Six shooters. Dusty trails. Frontier was freedom. but for the real frontier. It could be brutally unforgiving.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the national park service historical Documentation knows that Arizona Sloan's is the period where and social centers.
Joe The Ghost Guy: But... could also become the places the most violence And when alcohol tempers collide.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and the bucket of blood. was remembered as one of the roughest now This is where the history gives way to legend.
Joe The Ghost Guy: There is no reliable evidence. proving that the ghost haunt the old saloon. But... but places of violent histories.
Joe The Ghost Guy: have a strange way of Accepting stories. People hear footsteps. They hear voices. They feel watched.
Joe The Ghost Guy: See you. walk into an empty room. And send me. that and suddenly feel that they weren't alone. and when the name of the building is bucket of blood.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The imagination doesn't need much help. So imagine, just for a moment, that you were standing. inside and no buildings after midnight.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Town of silent. The lights are out. There's nobody inside We take one step.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You stop. Another step. then Another sound. Not behind you.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Not beside you. above you. slow. Deliberate. one two
Joe The Ghost Guy: three you tell yourself that's a building sadly. would. Old walls. Nothing more.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Then he hears something else a chair script scraping across them. four. You freeze. before you are not alone anymore.
Joe The Ghost Guy: at last. At least. That's what it makes you feel like.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Imagine. See me table in the darkness. for chairs. Three empty. Wana aki. pride.
Joe The Ghost Guy: one man. Sister. this back towards that. Turn. towards you. He's wearing an old fashion hair. his shoulders.
Joe The Ghost Guy: were perfectly still. You say. Hello? Amen. doesn't answer. You step closer. the cards on the table are arranged in a poker's hand.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You look down. And then... The man slowly raises one hand. finger points. towards the chair upside up opposite of him.
Joe The Ghost Guy: An invitation. Sit. We don't. Instead, you step backward. words. Man finally speaks.
Joe The Ghost Guy: his voice barely more whisper. his finger points towards the chair upside him.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Return. and run. Because he suddenly... Understand something. The man isn't asking you to play. He's waiting for someone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Someone who never came back. Someone who died. before the game. was finished.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the bucket of blood's reputation do not end. in the instant that gave its infamous name Another violent episode occurred.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And. 1896. historical canvas graves The dispute involved men playing cards at the saloon. The Sloon Manager.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Harry Donnelly. Later shot. George See you. Hi, it outside the establishment. Conley was arrested by a Deputy Sheriff.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Hufford Story is a reminder that the legend of the bucket of blood. wasn't built around. One fighting night. All right. It grew into a pattern.
Joe The Ghost Guy: arguments. guns. Death. again. And again. And again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And that's what makes the place so disturbing. Cuz if ghosts really do remain there's tragedy occurred What happens when tragedy happens over And over. the ovary. again.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Does one. spirit remain or does the building become crowded. with memories.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Let's imagine. Let's do it. 2 .13 in the morning. The town's asleep. The desert is cold. the train cashed it passes.
Joe The Ghost Guy: somewhere in the distance. Then. So... from inside the old saloon. A glass breaking.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Silence. Then another
Joe The Ghost Guy: and certainly Voices. my fold. Angry. several men arguing.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Don't understand the words where you could hear the anger. Then someone screams. a gunshot crouched through the night.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Bye.
Joe The Ghost Guy: something stops. where everything stops. Silence. You wait. Nothing. then Another gunshot.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Then you look towards the building. You see a shadow standing beside one of the windows. Amen.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Still. watching. You blink. He's gone. You step closer. The window is empty.
Joe The Ghost Guy: But then... a hand. appears on the other side of the glass. Five fingers. pressing against the window.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And... Abraham. and beneath the hand. a dark stain. begins to spread across the glass.
Joe The Ghost Guy: You still move backward. Because you know. what it looks like. Blood.
Joe The Ghost Guy: years past. The Old West disappeared. The Cowboys. vanished. The Gunslingers. disappeared.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Sloons changed. and eventually the bucket of blood. Stubbs operating as a saloon. historical records note that the building became largely vacant after prohibition.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and later used for storage other purposes. But the building survived. It's the strange thing about old places.
Joe The Ghost Guy: People die. Does this disappear? Generations come and go. But the walls remain. in walls.
Joe The Ghost Guy: remember nothing. We're sold. We tell ourselves. Now imagine... A final story.
Joe The Ghost Guy: I document an event. A ghost story. the kind. must work by someone. the squares. They heard it from someone.
Joe The Ghost Guy: was there. A traveler arrives in Hope World. Late at night. He has been driving. for hours.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He sees an old street. the old buildings. And then... Ghost is a sign. Fuck it up blood street He laughs.
Joe The Ghost Guy: That's one Elra name. Then he notices something strange. An old saloon door. standing open. he knows that the building wasn't is in an operating as a saloon.
Joe The Ghost Guy: but inside.
Joe The Ghost Guy: He sees light. A warm yellow light. He hears piano music. He walks inside. The room was filled.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Men are drinking Cards are being dealt. Someone laughs. bartender looks at directly at him. You're late.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Traverse says. Late for what? Bartender smiles. for the game. Trevor looks around. Something feels wrong.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Nobody is moving quite naturally. Nobody is blinking. And then he notices something. Every person in the room.
Joe The Ghost Guy: staring at. There you go.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Every single one. bartender pours him a drink The glass is red. Trevor pushes away.
Joe The Ghost Guy: What is that? the bartender whispers. trevor's dance He tries to leave.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Put the door. isn't there anymore. Instead. There's a wall. behind them. Cards began shuffling.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Someone says.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and other boys.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And another.
Joe The Ghost Guy: and everyone begin whispering the same word.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The traveler turns around. The man. with the poker table are no longer looking at him. They're looking at... for some One.
Joe The Ghost Guy: behind him. He slowly turns. He's standing directly behind him. Amen. covered in blood.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The man's face is... pale. His eyes are dark. in his hand. a revolver. He raises it.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Do any of... did any of that happen?
Joe The Ghost Guy: Not as far as... the historical record tells us.
Joe The Ghost Guy: the documented story is already frightening enough. bucket of blood slew is a real place. the building. is real.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The violence. was real. the murders associated with history. We're real. and the building still stands as a part of Holbrook's historical past.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The ghost. Well, that's another question Is there no... Reliable historical proof. that the spirits of the dead still walk those rooms.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And perhaps... That's not what makes the story frightening. Maybe. The real horror is simpler. people actually died there.
Joe The Ghost Guy: People sat at the tables. People laughed. People drink. People playing cards. people.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Thought they would wake up the next morning And some. of them. Didn't.
Joe The Ghost Guy: tonight. if you ever find yourself. driving through Holbrook, Arizona. And you see the words. Bucket of Bloodstream. Stop for a moment.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Look. down. old stream. Listen. You might hear... Nothing. there's probably And that's probably for the best.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Sometimes. the scariest places Aren't the ones you.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Aren't the ones that you could hear the ghost They're the ones he could imagine what happened. when the living are still there.
Joe The Ghost Guy: The cards. the whiskey. the arguments. to gunshots. the screams. And finally... silence
Joe The Ghost Guy: The Bucket of Blood Saloon. became a began as the cottage. but history gave it another name. a name that survived.
Joe The Ghost Guy: In... Amen. who created it. the name that survived the saloon itself. a name that survived. generation.
Joe The Ghost Guy: bucket of blood. Perhaps. somewhere. in the darkness. of old Holbrook. beneath the desert wind.
Joe The Ghost Guy: beneath the sounds of the passing train. that are still a poker game. waiting to be finished. A chair. going to be occupied.
Joe The Ghost Guy: A glass. waiting to be filled. and a voice in the darkness Quietly asking.
Joe The Ghost Guy: I hope you enjoyed this. story. and hey You know... I want to answer one of those. question.
Joe The Ghost Guy: questions. and I've had experiences. in the pocket of whoops So... I was in a react. reenactors group.
Joe The Ghost Guy: called the but bucket of blood reenactors. And. Oops. We did a lot of Sloom scenes. We've done We've done bank robberies. We've done everything for the West.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And... We have one guy that... he owns Err. I don't know if he still owns or owned it. Oh. He owned the Young's Corral.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And he was our bartender. and other things, a doctor. other things in the in the group. And he happened to...
Joe The Ghost Guy: He was thinking Brian. the uh bucket blood saloon He was gonna refurbish it and turn into what it was. we had the opportunity to go down there.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And... As we were waiting. There are most people, right? were outside of the outside of the building. me and Mr. Young.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Wee. went in. and he was shot away. It's... And so... Time never stopped. Amen. as I time stopped. where it was. You get that old salute. feeling.
Joe The Ghost Guy: for us. you know oldness and See? their old words back. going through. time again. and we were in the back. and we were looking at different things.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And... I happened, or we happened to... Here. piano music. We thought maybe he wanted her.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Yeah. couple people I knew how to play piano. we thought one of our girls were playing it or one of the guys playing And.
Joe The Ghost Guy: All of a sudden you heard some gunshots. well sometimes we have old ammunition or old blinks that we use. need to be filled up so we some new ones in.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And you hear like four or five shots. and We go out after we're done. We asked him, sir, are you guys playing the piano? order.
Joe The Ghost Guy: were you guys uh playing around with the uh you know, find some shots, you know, just get rid of them. and they looked at us And... I said, no.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Whoa. we were out here talking and You know, we were doing nothing. And we looked at each other. Me and Mr. Young.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And... we witnessed the past. come alive. for his piano music. and the gunshots.
Joe The Ghost Guy: I know. that It is real. The ghosts are there.
Joe The Ghost Guy: And...
Joe The Ghost Guy: I hope. you. like this story. And...
Joe The Ghost Guy: Until then... Good night. And wherever you do. Don't sit at any table.
Joe The Ghost Guy: you may be. Sorry.
Joe The Ghost Guy: Until then, my friends. This is Joe the Ghost Guy. See you. Adios amigos. See you soon.
