The Myrtles Plantation: The Girl Named Chloe, the Mirror That Keeps Souls, and the Ten Murders That Never Happened
Drive north out of Baton Rouge along the river road, past the cane and the live oaks with their beards of Spanish moss, and you come eventually to St. Francisville, and just outside it there is a long low white house with a wrought-iron veranda running the whole length of its front. It is genuinely lovely. It was built in 1796. It is also, according to roughly every list ever compiled on the subject, one of the most haunted houses in America, and unlike most contenders for that title, it will rent you a room.