A Quarry Carved in Blood
In the desolate Nevada desert, 1890, Redstone Quarry opened, tearing red rock from sacred Paiute land. Miners whispered of bones unearthed, skulls etched with spiral runes, buried in unnatural patterns. By 1905, accidents plagued the site, cave-ins crushing workers, their screams echoing as if swallowed by the earth. The quarry closed in 1970, abandoned, its tunnels sealed. In January 2025, it awoke, tools moving on their own, rocks whispering in tongues. Believers say, the desecration of a burial ground unleashed vengeful spirits, the Hollow Men, skeletal figures with no faces, only gaping maws. Online tales claim, the quarry’s stones bleed, its curse alive, hungering for flesh.
The air in Redstone feels thick, oppressive, like eyes watching from the dark. Locals avoid it, reporting shadows that move against the wind. Believers insist, this isn’t just a mine, but a wound in reality, its spirits bound to the violated earth.
The First Hollow Sighting
In February 2025, a group of urban explorers entered Redstone Quarry at dusk. They heard whispers, not human, rising from the tunnels, “Give us your face.” In the deepest shaft, they saw them, skeletal figures, bones gleaming under moonlight, faces replaced by black voids, mouths gaping wide. One explorer, Mia Torres, screamed as her flashlight caught a figure peeling its own skin, quartz crystals stuffed inside. The group fled, but Mia returned home, clawing her cheeks, muttering, “They need it.” By dawn, her face was gone, peeled raw, her body found stuffed with red stones. Believers say, the Hollow Men don’t just haunt, they claim, stealing faces to fill their emptiness.
Since then, dozens report the whispers, tools scraping in empty tunnels, shadows with no eyes. Online forums buzz, the Hollow Men’s voices linger in dreams, urging victims to carve their flesh, to join the faceless.
Grotesque Discoveries
The horror grew. In March 2025, a miner, Javier Ruiz, hired to survey Redstone, found a tunnel wall slick with blood, pulsing like a heartbeat. His partner’s body was discovered hours later, face peeled off, mouth stuffed with quartz, eyes replaced by stones. Javier vanished, leaving a journal describing shadows that “sang of hunger.” In July, a hiker, Elena Voss, saw a Hollow Man, its skull-like head splitting open, revealing a void that screamed. She returned, her fingers bloodied, carving spirals into her arms, whispering, “They want to be seen.” Believers claim, the Hollow Men are spirits of the desecrated dead, their faceless forms a curse, demanding flesh to restore what was taken.
The quarry’s tunnels, sealed yet accessible, hum with unnatural sounds. Online tales warn, those who enter see their reflections faceless in the rocks, a sign the Hollow Men have marked them.
The Paiute Curse
Paiute elders tell of a sacred burial ground at Redstone, a place where warriors were laid with quartz to guard their spirits. In 1890, miners dynamited the site, scattering bones, defiling rituals. Elders warned, the spirits would rise, hollowed by rage, seeking to reclaim their faces. By 1905, miners reported tools vanishing, screams from sealed shafts. A foreman, Thomas Hale, was found in 1906, his face peeled, stuffed with red rock, the first victim of the Hollow Men. Believers say, the 2025 sightings are the curse’s awakening, the spirits now stronger, their whispers a call to sacrifice.
Online whispers, some on X, claim Paiute shamans tried to seal the curse in 1920, but the quarry’s reopening in 2025 broke their wards. The Hollow Men, they say, are no mere ghosts, but a force tied to the violated earth, eternal, ravenous.
Signs of the Faceless
The Hollow Men leave chilling traces:
- Faceless Figures: Skeletal forms with gaping maws, no eyes, seen in tunnels.
- Peeled Faces: Victims found with faces removed, stuffed with quartz crystals.
- Whispering Rocks: Stones hum, urging, “Give us your face,” unrecordable.
- Spiral Runes: Victims carve spirals into their skin, driven by the whispers.
These signs mark Redstone as a cursed place, its spirits hungering for flesh.
Believers vs. Skeptics
Believers see the Hollow Men as vengeful Paiute spirits, awakened by desecration, their faceless forms a curse on the living. The peeled faces, whispering rocks, consistent runes point to a supernatural force, like the Flesh Choir’s dread or Overtoun Bridge’s pull. Online tales, especially on X, describe miners hearing whispers miles away, dreaming of faceless shadows. The unrecordable hum, the quarry’s bloody history, defy reason. Believers say, the Hollow Men are a warning, a debt unpaid to the earth.
Skeptics argue hallucination, perhaps silica dust or infrasound from the quarry’s depths. The peeled faces, they claim, are murders or self-harm, the whispers imagination. Yet believers counter, why only Redstone? Why the same runes, the quartz-filled corpses? Science’s silence leaves the Hollow Men’s curse unchallenged, a horror that grows in the dark.
A Curse That Hungers
Since January 2025, Redstone Quarry, Nevada, has birthed the Hollow Men, skeletal figures with gaping maws, no faces, haunting a desecrated Paiute burial ground. Miners, explorers, found with faces peeled, stuffed with quartz, driven by whispers to carve their flesh. Believers say, the quarry’s violation in 1890 unleashed this curse, its spirits demanding flesh. Like the Flesh Choir’s song, their horror grips. Skeptics cite dust, madness, but the whispers grow. Have you heard rocks hum in the night, calling your name? Would you enter Redstone, risk losing your face?