GRAVY.WAD

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In 2004, an unlicensed PlayStation 2 disc titled GRAVY.WAD began appearing in bargain bins across Strafford County, New Hampshire. No publisher. No barcode. The studio listed in the credits dissolved before the game was created, which shouldn’t be possible.

The disc contains a full recreation of Crazy Dirk’s Turkey Lounge (a members only roadside attraction constructed in 2021), a Foster’s Daily Democrat clipping from 1963 & one text file with game info.

The article & text file are reproduced below, unedited, per its own very insistent instructions. What follows is a browser restoration of that disc. We have changed nothing. It wouldn’t let us.

July 19th, 1963 | Helen Radcliffe

DOVER — In a turn of events fit for the strangest annals of Dover’s history, the body of local man Hoskin Dibbner was discovered this past Thursday along the banks of the Cocheco River, his remains in a condition that has both puzzled and alarmed authorities. Dibbner, a quiet man known to frequent downtown spots, was found under the covered bridge by the Washington Street Mill, his body cloaked in turkey feathers and, inexplicably, what appeared to be gravy.

Police Chief Charles D. Reynolds, speaking to a gathering of reporters Friday, was quick to temper any theories or wild conjectures, assuring the public that, despite the peculiar circumstances, there is “no reason to believe foul play of any kind was involved.” Reynolds, a fixture of Dover’s community for years, went on to affirm his trust in the character of the town’s residents and advised calm, citing the unusual but seemingly isolated nature of the incident.

Yet even as authorities urge restraint, whispers have spread throughout Dover, with murmurs of strange goings-on and rumors of shadowy gatherings cropping up in conversations from Central Avenue to Washington Street. Some townsfolk speak of an “old turkey cult,” though no one seems able to recall any particulars. Others note the curious markings that have appeared on certain trees and barn walls over the years—symbols often dismissed as pranks but bearing, some say, an odd resemblance to turkeys.

The scene has struck a nerve in a community already steeped in New England folklore, prompting concerns, curiosities, and no small amount of gossip. “This is Dover; we know our neighbors,” remarked one long-time resident. “But this…this is beyond anything we’d expect.”

For now, Chief Reynolds and his team continue to investigate, though they remain tight-lipped on any new findings. Meanwhile, Dover residents are left to ponder whether Dibbner’s mysterious demise is a singular, tragic event—or a hint at something much older, and far stranger, lurking in the shadows of their quiet town.