The Silver Shadows of Fire River

De: Darlene Zagata

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

Fire River, Montana, population 3,247, sits in a valley where the Bitterroot Mountains cast long shadows even at noon. The town earned its name from the way sunset turns the winding creek into molten copper, but locals know there are other reasons the water sometimes runs red.

Every town has its ghost stories. Most are harmless—tales to frighten children and entertain tourists. But in Fire River, the stories serve a different purpose. They're warnings, passed down through generations like heirlooms nobody wants but everyone keeps.

The silver shadows have been part of Fire River's lore for over a century. Old-timers claim they appear before accidents, before deaths, before the kind of tragedies that make small towns smaller. Most residents have learned to look the other way, to dismiss the flicker at the edge of their vision as tricks of light or imagination.

Laura and David Collins were among the skeptics. Born and raised in Fire River, they'd heard every story, attended every funeral, and explained away every strange occurrence with the comfortable logic of practical adults.

They were wrong.