Eleven years ago, my sister introduced me to a new nature trail to hike on. It's in the woods and takes some effort getting to. At the end of the trail is a long path lined with trees and a white altar at the end. Beyond the altar is the remains of a foundation where a house once stood 100 years ago. There was something very eerie about it. As far as I know, the altar is no longer there. The spot is used for weddings, although something about the altar feels a bit sinister.