Book Description

Nestled deep in the north Georgia woodlands are the ruins of an estate appropriately and ironically named Corpsewood. The conservative residents of the small towns nearby all know of the two men who came from Chicago to live among them. When the blood drenched bodies of the men were discovered there not long before Christmas, the whole area is shocked by the heartless, vicious nature of the crime. They can't imagine who among them would commit such cold-blooded murders and they are even more shocked when a pretty teenaged girl comes forward to say that she was an eyewitness and willing to tell what she knows. The victims were two openly gay men, and rumors soon circulated that they were devil-worshippers who experimented with LSD and conducted Satanic rituals on the estate. It was said they participated in wild, sex-filled orgies and even had their own "pleasure palace" built onto their home. The buildings that once stood on the isolated grounds are now only brick remnants, covered in ivy and slowly being absorbed back into the woods, but strange tales persist and those who are brave enough to wander down the rutted dirt road and venture deep into the woods to explore the grounds tell stories of strange curses and hauntings. Even now, some thirty-three years after what happened there, nearly everyone in the area calls the place "the devil worshippers' house." What was the truth of that night? Only four people left alive really know what happened in that prophetically named house in the North Georgia hills, no matter what others might claim. The two murderers, still sitting in prison, have their self-serving stories. The other eyewitness isn't talking. Only one of the eyewitnesses, the former Teresa Lynn Hudgins, is stepping forward again to tell the truth.