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The year was 1900, and off the remote coast of Scotland lay a small collection of islands known as the Seven Hunters, or the Flannan Isles. One of these Islands,
named Eilean Mor,
was uninhabited part from a single lighthouse. On the night of December 26th, a small ship made it’s way to Eilean Mor. Captain James Harvey was taking Joseph Moore, a replacement lighthouse keeper, to the island. As the ship reached the landing platform, Harvey was surprised to see no one was waiting for them. He knew there were three keepers there, and one of them was to be taken home by him after dropping off Moore. Harvey blew his horn and shot a flare into the sky, and still no one came.
Moore rowed to shore, walked along a jagged cliff and went inside the lighthouse. Moore noticed something was wrong once inside- the door was unlocked and two of three skin coats were missing from their hooks. Moore went to the kitchen to find food half eaten and a knocked over chair. The kitchen clock had also stopped. Moore ran back to the ship and told Harvey, who ordered a search party to search the islands for the missing men. None were found. Harvey sent a telegram tothe mainland. Moore, Harvey and other crew members waited on the island and kept the light burning. Eventually an investigator was sent to the island, and he found the lighthouse keeper’s log. Upon reading it, he noticed that the last few days of entries were odd. On the 12th of December, one of the keepers wrote of ‘severe winds, the likes of whih I haven’t seen before in twenty years’, that one of the men had been ‘crying’ and the other ‘very quiet’.
Log entries on the 13th December stated that the storm was still
raging. Any storm would be no threat inside the lighthouse fortress, however, what’s more odd is that there was no storm on the days the keeper had written in the book. The weather on the 12th, 13th and 14th had been calm. What was also odd that only one man had left his coat behind (in a freezing Scottish December) when they had all left- and why had they all left? Leaving their posts at the same time was against the rules. Some suggest that the men ventured outside for some unknown reason and fell into the sea, however currents would have washed the bodies ashore, and none were found.
Over the following decades, subsequent lighthouse keepers at Eilean
Mor have reported strange voices in the wind, calling out the names of
the three dead men. Theories about their disappearance have ranged from alien abduction to time loops and parallel universes. Whatever the reason for their disappearance, something or someone snatched those three men from the rock of Eilean Mor on that
winter’s day over 100 years ago. To this day, shepherds bring their flocks to graze on the islands, but will never leave them overnight, incase they disapear.
Edgar Allan Poe was a poet and author from the 1800s. Today he is famous all over the world as one of the founders of gothic poetry, and has been known to generation after generation as the king of gothic horror.
In 1838, Poe’s only novel was published – ‘The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket’. In the book, the crew of a ship called Grampus are left stranded at sea with no food or water on a slowly sinking boat. The crew grow more and more desperate as the days go on, only managing to catch a single turtle and eating it. Eventually they decide that in order to survive, they must resort to cannibalism. The crew draw straws to decide who will be eaten, and the death straw goes to a cabin boy named Richard Parker. Parker was a former mutineer, and is gladly stabbed to death by the crew. His head, hands and feet are thrown overboard to make the sinking boat lighter, and the rest of him is eaten by the crew. The crew make it to land and are rescued.
Poe called his own story ‘’very silly’’, and moved on with writing more poems and short stories. But in 1884, 45 years later, something shockingly unexplainable occured on a boat bound for Australia from England.
The boat was called the Mignonette, and wasen’t built for such a long journey. The ship sank in a storm, and the crew (consisting of four men) barely managed to escape on a lifeboat. They had no provisions with them. Just like in the Poe story, they managed to catch a turtle and eat it. However, they too realised like the crew of the Grampus that they needed another way to survive.
Amongst the four men was a 17 year old cabin boy named Richard Parker. Parker foolishly tried to drink seawater to quench his thirst, and became ill. His crew drew straws, and eventually decided to kill Parker. They realised that if they waited for him to die, his blood could become contaminated, and so they stabbed him to death. They then ate him. A few days later, the crew were rescued.