Last night, drove around in search of The Good Servent (Serpent) Orphanage in Vallejo, CA.
An online source states:
“Never listed in any directories and located at the end of a desolate abandoned road, it remains one of the worst cases of child abuse ever recorded in American history. At the turn of the century, children of the Good Servant Orphanage and Continuation School hailed from all over the world, including the Appalachian Experiment Children. Twelve year old Luther, a third degree burn victim and the reluctant head of the children, leads small groups of his peers as they sneak out at night to find food, completely oblivious to how unforgiving the community can be of those who are “different.” So hideous looking are the small night foragers that the locals soon change the name of the institution from its given moniker, “Good Servant Orphanage” (referring to Christ) to “Good Serpent Orphanage” (referring to the Devil). A deliberately set fire puts a violent end, once and for all, to the sufferings and horrors that were perpetuated upon the young innocents whom society abandoned to the custody of a wicked headmaster, one who posed as a benevolent Christian minister but, in truth, was the very opposite of that — a malevolent Satanist; an evil man who, unfortunately, had the backing of the U.S. government in a twisted quid pro quo.
“This historically accurate novel serves to explain much of the paranormal occurrences in the Vallejo area. To this day, the violent young souls of the Good Serpent Orphanage are often seen in the area of the old Borges Ranch, terrorizing anyone unfortunate enough to cross their paths after dark, making it one of the most haunted locales in northern California.
“The exact location of this place is unknown but is in the Vallejo, Ca area.”
The orphanage itself seems to have been torn down and replaced with a moderately sized, well heeled community full of golfers, apparently. While driving down the road towards the community, I spotted an enormous grove of eucalyptus trees in a field of amber rolling hills off to the right.
As we drove by, I heard multiple clicking sounds, so after we made a quick run through the development, my friend parked and I got out of the truck and walked over to the sidewalk by the trees. The slope going down to them was too dangerous to try to navigate without long pants and hiking boots, so I just stood and listened to the grove itself. I kept seeing shapes flit around within it while the sound of childrens’ laughter rang in my head. There was nothing menacing about the presence in the grove, and I got the rather strong feeling that this was where the spirits stayed now that there was a large population of urbanly upward people living down the road.
We hit several of the Zodiac sites in the area afterwards.
“I want to report a murder. If you will go one mile east on Columbus Parkway you will find kids in a brown car. They were shot with a nine millimeter Luger. I also killed those kids last year. Goodbye.”
First, we drove to Blue Rock Springs Park – the site where the Zodiac killer opened fire on Darlene Ferrin and Mike Mageau. I believe we parked in the actual spot where the two were killed. The park itself is full of peacocks and they were noisily calling out while I walked around the large eucalyptus trees next to the spot, then over to the pond to the left.
“Dear Editor – This is the murderer of the 2 teenagers last Christmass [sic] at Lake Herman & the girl on the 4th of July … To prove I killed them I shall state some facts which only I & the police know …”
Next stop was Lake Herman road, where the Zodiac killed David Faraday and Betty Lou Jensen. It’s just a few minutes away from Grizzly Island Wildlife Area, where we also tried to drive out to the various WWII and Korean ships stored in the pacific harbor. The site is surrounded by hills with tall, yellow grass. When I got out of the car, I heard the echoes of a woman pleading and crying (mind’s eye kinda stuff again, this sort of thing again is easily distinguishable from present, living people). I asked her where her date was, and she said he’d left a long time ago. We had a brief conversation and I did what I could to help her break her ties to that area so she could move on.
After the failed attempt to get out to see the ships from the shoreline (LOTS of very official NO Trespassing signs had us turning back), we then decided to get dinner and head back home.
Good night of adventures. 🙂