There is a place called Whitten Wyoming which is about 15 miles outside of Reliance Wyoming on Sweetwater 66. It currently consists of a few old decrepid foundations and a rundown house. My best friend shayla and I went out there because it has been told that satanists go out there and that a few creepy things have happened like on of the roads disappearing and stuff. Going out there was nothing like the stories, It was worse. We had four people in our car and a gun and it was around 8pm. We were told to take the 4th road on the right and go over it then turn around when we got over it and look. You have to count the roads on the way and supposedly the fourth one disappears. We drove on the road for like two miles before we decided to turn around and go back to the house that we had been to over there. One the way back down this road, my heart suddenly started to race and I couldn't breath it was like someone had their hands wrapped around my neck. I tried to find my pulse to concentrate on it and bring it down but I couldn't find it. Shayla and Travis couldn't find it either. When we got back on the regular road the pressure on my neck left and I found my pulse. We were dumb enough to continue back to the house because we wanted to take pictures. When we got to the house we all got out and me and my friend mark walked up to the house to take the pictures while Shayla and Travis stayed by the truck in case someone else was really out there. It was unnaturally dark so we had to be right by the house to take the pictures. We took a few and there was nothing so we wanted to prove one more of the tales wrong. On the way back to the truck my friend Mark fell down into the basement but luckily only hurt his foot. The four of us got back in the truck, locked the doors, and shut all of the lights off. I mean all of the lights. We took out the camera and turned off the flash and covered the viewing screen with our hands so we didnt get any reflections and just started taking pictures in the direction of the house. We sat there for 5 minutes before this feeling of extreme hatred overcame me and I became uneasy. The feeling grew and I went into a panic. The thing was I didn't feel scared or panicked but I was all of a sudden in tears screaming at Travis to leave. We left. Now on the way to this place there was no lights on the side of the road or in this place. While we were driving back towards town I looked in the rearview mirror and there was a light. I checked behind me and asked Shayla and everyone agreed I wasn't just hallucinating. We looked at the pictures later and there was a red light coming towards us from the house when it was dark. It got closer and then disappeared. There was 10 or so more pictures after they disappeared in which we couldn't see anything. The last creepy thing that happened was on our drive there, there was four roads on the right in which we took the fourth before going to the house after getting lost. On our way back towards town, there was only three. The road we had driven on had vanished. The stories say that the road disappears after you drive over it, that there are satanists who practice out there, that you can see spirits in the windows, that there is a hermit who lives in the basement or rather a hermit ghost down there, and that there are a ton of murders and rapes there. We didn't experience most of that in the hour or so we were actually able to be there. We did experience the road vanishing, no cell phone service, the spirits that were captured on film and an impossible amount of rabbits crossing the road. This place is definitely not a place I will go again at night.
