By Thomas D'Agostino
Colonial Rhode Island was once scattered with sparse little settlements within the vast woodland. Even today, Rhode Island consists of more woodland than cleared areas where little hamlets lay nestled along the main arteries leading to and from each other. South County, Rhode Island, was a major trading region for the local Indians and colonists. The area is also strewn with memorials where major battles took place between the Indians and colonists during King Philip's War. There are a few places where no relic stands to honor those who fell during the struggle but in one place, there is an ethereal remembrance that lets all who pass by know of the horror that took place there long ago.
Indian Corner Road, in the village of Slocum is that place. A battle between the colonists and the Narragansett Indians took place where a section of the road now winds through the village. After the skirmish, the colonists buried the Indians that had fallen alongside a great boulder next to the road. The natives of the area had different burial customs for their fallen warriors, often piling stones over the bodies where they had fallen. Because of this, the area is now haunted.
For hundreds of years, people passing the rock have witnessed a most strange phenomenon. Blood will begin to flow from underneath the rock where the Indians were buried. This unnatural event caused people to shun the haunted marker or pass it at a rapid pace when traveling the road at night. Many took it as a sign that the spirits of the dead were angry and not at rest for having an improper burial. Others saw it as a revenge for the colonists’ bloody invasion of the Narragansett's territory. Blood flowing from the rock is not the only encounter people have to worry about. The possible appearance of a headless skeleton makes anyone passing the rock shudder and run for their lives.
The skeleton has been seen sitting on top of the rock as if guarding over his fallen comrades. Some believe that he is still lingering around wishing to reclaim the land the colonist encroached upon, then took by force. There lives a tale of a man long ago passing by the corner after a long day of work. When at the corner where the large boulder sat, he noticed a small indentation in the sand. Curiosity overcame him and he dug a few inches down to see what was there. His hands cupped around a skull that had somehow surfaced over the years. The man took his find home and placed it in his back yard.
That evening while he and his wife were sitting idle by the fire, a thunderous noise came upon the home followed by a pounding at the door. The couple quickly rose and looked out the peephole in the entrance only to find, to their horror, a headless skeleton standing at their thresh hold. The couple ran and hid from the hideous creature but could still hear the rattling of bones in their yard as the skeleton ransacked the property as if in search of something.
The next morning, much of the gardens and other lawn ornaments lay in ruins. The skull was also gone. The couple realized that the skeleton had come for his head. Now when the night takes over the land, if the moon lights up Indian Corner, many can see the faint visage of a skeleton sitting upon a rock with its skull by its side, waiting for the next unwary traveler to pass by.