Then, one very dark night, his house burned to the ground. Things were quiet for a time. Then, in 1937, the good doctor was called to New York on business, and he left immediately. He traveled up Dark Entry Road, with the cursed owls hooting the entire distance to his home in what was left of Dudleytown. No one knows.
Stories do continue about the town, however.
Stories about Satan Worshipers, bikers who hold strange rites. And, of course, the stone wall.