It’s Halloween season in Greensboro. The trees around town are as orange as a Spirit Halloween sign and the leaves crunch under shoes like a candy wrapper.  North Carolina folklore is filled...

Dead leaves crackled underfoot as I shifted my weight uneasily from one leg to the other. Something or someone brushed past my face in the dark. A large doorway loomed over me.  From somewhere inside...

The moon was full last Friday as I walked to Dana Auditorium. The mood was eerie, and the fact that I was going to hear a legitimate ghost story from a Public Safety officer made it all the more strange. I...