Another issue of the original Essex Terror has surfaced, this time in amongst the scattered debris and scum-covered magazines in the brambles along the abandoned old railway line somewhere between Maldon and Purleigh. Perhaps coincidentally, this is one of the most haunted places in Essex.
Dog-walker and magazine-finder Terrance Scurf explains what happened: “I was trying to escape from a bear or something. I think it was a bear. I could hear it crashing through the birch trees. It might have been a badger I suppose, but who has ever heard of a badger crashing through the wooded bits at the edge of a farmer’s field. No one, that’s who. Anyway I tripped and fell trying to climb over a stile, and tumbled down the side of the hill into a stream filled with a kind of ectoplasmic liquid that left me soaked and filthed. I pulled myself up and out, and suddenly everything was quite, and through the trees I could see the most beautifulwoman in the world. I took off my clothes and hung them from the branches of a nearby tree so that they could dry. It was while I was in this state that I glanced to my side and saw the magazine in the leaves by my feet. By the time I had picked it up the woman had gone. She must have been a ghost. Perhaps the owner of that bear. Anyway, later I got dressed and went home and thought of you.
Love
x
Terrance”
I would like to take this opportunity to point out that I have never met Terrance, and from a quick perusal of my survaillance records, I can find no reason to believ he exists. This whole event has been disconcerting to say the least, but at least I have procurred another copy of the original Essex Terror (see below)
