The welcome to this house is in blood red, and some handprints are sliding down as if weakening. This door wouldn’t open, or its owner took too long to answer.Too bad.
This address on Rush Street in Linden is haunted. No letters, that’s for sure.
This Jack-o-Lantern is forbidding. Notice he has only one eye and looks as if he could use a few more teeth. Maybe he could be the Devil’s pet.
Here’s a nice place to stay in Linden if you aren’t afraid of the macabre. That white headed ghost is rising up from the grave. This is no playhouse for the faint of heart.
Poor Mr. Bones. Oh, where is your head? There it is, right between your feet. You just forgot about it. May be dementia. But look, no headaches anymore.
Expect safety from this storm shelter at Hotel Linden? Forget it. Those little skeletons couldn’t make it inside. You won’t either.
There’s a scary house in the county. It’s in Linden and might be called Hotel Linden. Don’t go there. Oh, you can stop and look.That’s permissible, but it’s haunted. Just in time for Halloween. And remember, this is the hometown of Don Henley an
WHERE IS IT?
Oh, you can leave a letter in the post box at this home on 304 Rush Street.
Just don’t go into the yard. Don’t knock on the door.
If you do, you might run into the headless skeleton about eight feet tall.
He’s looking for his head and can’t find it even though it’s right between his two feet. Apparently, Mr. Bones can’t bend.
And there’s another thing about this hotel. It may already have guests.
Several bicycles are laying on their side in the grass of the front yard. Their owners may be inside. If so, all is lost.
Linden’s Hotel Linden once belonged to the late Judy Sullivan. Her hotel is as mysterious this season as “Hotel California,” Don Henley’s creation.
Like the music, this hotel is wellcared for. Whoever decorated its front is an artist. It’s just that all of the items are scary. You’re there for frightening.
You may think you are wanted. The front door does say, “Welcome.” Just remember “Hotel California,” the song of The Eagles, was popular, too. Recall its last lines?
“We’re all just prisoners here ... of our own device,” Henley wrote. “You can check out anytime you like ... but you can never leave.”