The third Pitter encounter
The Pitter house had been abandoned for years. Everyone thought that the world had seen the last of the Pitters after the initial tragedy when the father of the family, had turned a gun on them while they slept and disappeared. Years later however, George Pitter himself allegedly turned up and attacked several college students holding a party in a rural home not far from his abandoned homestead. Several young men lost their lives in gruesome manners on that day. The most unlucky of the bunch was forcefully cut apart with a shovel. Two of the surviving members of the attack claimed to have defended themselves against Pitter with a shotgun and were sure that he was dead after landing several shots which drew blood. When the police arrived however, the body of George Pitter could not be found. As documented by Detective Wensel, Pitter is described as elderly in appearance, but moves like an able-bodied young man. While his skin is wrinkled and old, he is described with crazed eyes that do not belong to an elderly man. Though he is balding, he has long, wild, grey hair. Some believed the entire incident to be some type of elaborate hoax put on for attention. Others believe Pitter to be some strange supernatural force. What no one can deny is that several people turned up dead that day. Where George Pitter had been for all these years, why he suddenly emerged to kill again and how he possibly could have survived all this time while remaining undetected are unknown.
It was thirteen years after the second incident that George Pitter once again revealed himself to the world. While there were strange reports of a strange old man lurking in the forest from fishermen who stubbornly fish in a nearby stream with no fish, no evidence of George Pitter’s continued survival or presence in the area has ever been found. Most of the reports all say the same thing; A strange old man matching the description of Pitter limps along in the forest, stares straight at them and then disappears into the woods. Most believe the stories to be hoaxes played by those hoping to keep the legend alive. If George Pitter somehow survived the gunshots inflicted by the boys from Barker, he would have needed assistance from someone in order to have survived. And who would possibly help such a monster, if he can be called that? No one had ever heard George Pitter utter a word, let alone interact with others.
The Pitter house itself still stands but has long been forgotten. No one wanted to buy a building where multiple murders occurred and the local government was too cheap to have it torn down. So there it sat until, abandoned.
During the historic pandemic of 2020, people were looking for things to do. Cooped up, out of work and under quarantine orders from the state government for months, people began to grow restless and started looking for adventures of their own making. That’s where our story begins.
Three of the Beardsley boys decided to head out to the old Pitter house early one morning. They left early in the day for a walk that would have been about an hour from their home. Friends of the boys said that they always talked about burning the place down. The house had been creeping people out for years and no one ever dared go near it. They thought that they could rid the whole county of the problem since no one else seemed to be willing to. They would do what no one else would by erasing the memory and origin of the Pitter murders. The roof and floor had to be completely rotted out at this point. They planned to be back home before their parents returned from work at the Dollar General and local Arby’s, respectively.
The boys claim that upon entering the Pitter home which appeared to be rotting from the outside, they quickly noticed that a new structure had been built inside the frame of the old Pitter house. And not only was it new, but it was maintained. The boys quickly tried to leave but heard sounds and froze, in panic.
According to all three Beardsleys, several people wearing the exact same outfit slowly emerged, their glances locked on them. Unsure of how to escape the situation, the boys held their ground while six figures made themselves visible, in total. They all stood in silence, wearing that same thing; Flannel and jeans. While the six figures did not appear old, all six were described as sporting unwieldy grey hair.
One of the figures slowly approached the boys in silence, while the other five stood and watched, slowly moving their heads while taking in the excruciatingly slow situation. The grey haired man put his arm around the young boy and guided him forward into the house. Unsure of what to do and bound to their brother, the other two followed. As they walked through the house, the boys noted that although the house was clearly new construction, it had a very old-fashioned appearance and extremely dim lighting. The boys described several holes in the walls that revealed remnants of the original Pitter house. The Beardsley boys couldn’t have known it at the time, but this was likely an homage to horrific memories held by the original Pitter house, which still decayed beneath them.
Eventually the boys were brought to a filled with darkness with the exception of some dim light shining from another room in the house. The room had no windows to speak of. Just a single door in which provided the only sliver of light to be had. The boys described standing there in confusion for what must have felt like an eternity until a sound finally came from the dark. It was a bed spring. A figure slowly started to approach the boys, very slowly and deliberately but kept his distance. One of the boys said that he was sure that the figure was walking awkwardly or limping but the other two said it was too dark to tell. Eventually, two eyes caught the light. The boys said that they felt like they were in trouble. Like they were about to be yelled at by an adult when they were caught misbehaving. But the eyes just stared at them until the sound of another bed spring broke his glare and he looked back toward the darkness. Several moments passed until a hideous female figure emerged from the darkness to meet the boys. Though she wore a smile on her face, the boys couldn’t stop staring at the small dark red dots all over her old, weathered face. Though the boys had never seen someone who looked anything the part, the eldest of the trio speculated that the marks that dotted her face could have been scars. The darkness made it difficult to tell. The woman eventually looked to her left, shook her head “no” and turned back, slowly being obscured by shadow once again.
That’s when the original figure slowly stepped into the light. All three boys give the same, impossible description. “It was George Pitter.” The boys paint a picture of an old man, with gangly grey hair, a flannel shirt, a long pointed nose and eyes that stare straight into your soul, just as the legends and eye witness accounts conclude. The figure, identified to be George Pitter himself then waved his hand dismissively and all six figures around them dropped to one knee in unison. Scared for their lives, confused and in disbelief, the boys lost their composure, screamed, put their hands on each other and started running the way that they came in.
Thankfully, the boys had drank GFUEL Energy before departing that morning and were operating at peak performance. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, except for the six figures who burst out of the house behind them and gave chase into the forest. The boys stuck close to one another while the six figures darted in and out, getting close to the boys, screaming “PITTER” before darting away as another one of the six swarmed in from another direction screaming the same thing. “PITTER! PITTER! PITTER! PITTER!” The screams sounded inhuman, almost bird-like. The boys continued to run, terrified and screaming for help.
The boys eventually made it to the stream where fishermen often fish, but catch nothing. The boys saw two people standing in the water and called out to them as they ran. “Help us! Please, help us! They’re right behind us!” The two fisherman cautiously moved toward the boys and said “Who? Who’s behind you?” “THE PITTERS,” all three boys shouted. The boys ran past the fishermen, putting the adults between them and the flannel-clad figures who would be emerging at any moment. They babbled to the fishermen about the terrifying people that had been giving chase to them through the woods. The boys stood there, sure that the “Children of Pitter,” as they would come to be known would come racing out of the woods and attack. But no one came.
The fishermen got in touch with local authorities and the Beardsley boys were admitted to the hospital. All three were treated for minor wounds obtained during the sprint through the woods. Detective Wensel was once again brought in to hear the story told by the boys. Various tests were run on the Beardsleys but no psychological issues showed up. It was obvious that the boys had been through a traumatic experience and many theorized that the boys were lost in the woods for days perhaps suffering from psychosis driven by dehydration or starvation but witnesses including their parents saw the boys earlier that morning, before their secret trek to the Pitter house. The boys couldn’t have been gone for more than a few hours.
Police searched for the old Pitter house but found only the decrepit old frame, collapsed roof and rotted floor boards. None of the new rooms or work mentioned by the Beardsley boys was there. The woods around the area were searched for days but no flannel wearing figures could be found. No footprints were left behind other than those that matched those of the three children. George Pitter, who most people assumed to be long dead or even mythical was most certainly not found, nor was the woman whom he had murdered himself, decades prior if the stories held true. None of it was possible and none of it made sense. Yet all three Beardsley boys tell the same story, and none of the three appear to be mentally compromised.
If the story of the Beardsley boys is to be believed, it begs many questions. How is George Pitter still alive and remaining hidden? Who is the hideous woman that the boys encountered if George Pitter himself murdered his wife? Why would an apparent cult of followers be supporting Pitter? Why did they let the Beardsley boys go? While many still doubt the authenticity of the third Pitter encounter, others prepare for the fourth with uncertainty and terror.
