If you like your true crime mixed with talk of ghosts, cryptozoology, aliens, and urban legends, then Nightmerica is the podcast for you! Nightmerica takes you on a tour of the abnormal, paranormal, weirdly true, and truly weird in every corner across this nation. We chatted with hosts Britt Emme and Aaron Sagers, who you might recognize from the Travel Channel’s Paranormal Caught on Camera.
You sent us your pressing questions about murder, and we have answered them! Join us as we discuss our favorite true crime cases, must-read books, some ghost stories, and share pictures of the cutest pomeranian underbite you’ve ever seen!
I’m not sure about y’all, but I know I could certainly use a break from reality with a good crime fiction book! We are so excited to announce our next book selection for our May book Club–The Sun Down Motel by Simone St. James. The Sun Down Motel was written by a Murderino for Murderinos, and it is the Nancy Drew-esque story of murder and ghosts you need to get you through this trying time. In 1982, Viv Delaney goes missing while working as a night clerk at the Sun Down Motel in Upstate New York. Thirty five years later, her niece, Carly, finds herself in search of answers to this mystery that has long haunted their family. This book has ghosts, private detectives, a missing person, and unresolved murders for you to solve right along with Carly!
I have lived in my grandma’s house since I was two years old. She raised me. It was built in the early 1900s, and she owned it for about 43 years before she passed away in the house (I wonder if she’ll ever haunt it?). Anyway, I was about six years old when I saw my first ghost – it was my grandma’s younger brother who had passed away in his thirties, I think he was coming to check up on her. I had never seen a picture of him before, but he was young and handsome. I later saw a photo of him and pointed him out to her. But that’s not my ghost story. That’s just the beginning.
I had just moved into my new house in Austin, TX, and was living by myself for the first time. My best friend, Nicole, had come to visit me from Florida to help me get unpacked and organized, and after a day of sorting through boxes, we both had some wine, said goodnight, and went to sleep in our separate bedrooms. I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of my cabinets slamming open and closed.
The Black Monarch Hotel website speaks of bar fights gone wrong and the town of Victor hosting countless miners during the gold rush in the late 1800s; there was even a fire that swept away the entire city in 1899. It stands to reason that some hardships befell guests of the Monarch brothel, saloon, and casino during its heyday, leaving their spirits to roam the halls.
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