As the years passed, stories started to be told about the Old Grigsby home place. On nights when the air is still, the sounds of a horse and rider would gallop toward the house. As the ghostly pair approach the front steps, the horse leaps up the steps and gallops through the wide central hall. As they jump through the back door, there are no back stairs. Plunging to their deaths, the screams of the horse and rider sound through the night as they fall into the darkness.
The house still stands and the ghostly horse and rider hasn't bothered the people who live there now. But..... when the night is still, one never knows if those galloping hooves will once more sound in the Elkmont hills.