Okay, okay, you’re NOT gonna believe this one, Chesterburgh! Seriously, buckle up because last night’s event at the old Cottonwood Road Bridge was straight-up *WILD*. I’m Buzz Ellison, your go-to guy for all things weirdo-town, and lemme tell you: something *strange* went down by the creek — and the whole town’s abuzz. Like, on my livestream, the chat went nuts with theories, memes, and my poor Wi-Fi tried its best but... you know how that goes.

So, here’s the scoop: around 10:45 pm, somebody (a mysterious caller who I’ll call “Bridge Watcher X” cuz they wanted to stay lowkey) tipped me off that weird lights were blinking under the Cottonwood Road Bridge. You know the one, the rickety old stretch nobody really uses anymore since they paved the bypass? Yeah, that one. The bridge’s been the center of small-town ghost stories for years — tunnels underneath supposedly haunted, people hear ghost train whistles, that kinda vibe. But what happened last night? Not ghosts... something else.

Now, I am *all* about chasing the oddballs and rumors, so I grabbed my phone, my shaky tripod, and a pack of snacks (because yes, I get hangry on stakeouts), and headed down there ASAP. The walk from my apartment to the bridge is like 15 minutes if you hustle — and I hustled HARD, my guys, because this felt like a legit story brewing. Plus, I wanted to catch those lights myself, not just trust some caller.

By the time I arrived, things were... kinda surreal. The area was buzzing with other curious humans — mostly teens with their phones out, recording in the low light. Even had old man Jenkins and his pup, Rusty, sitting nearby, looking more confused than scared. The bridge itself was bathed in this *weird* half-green, half-purple glow. I kid you not. And the lights weren’t just on the bridge; they were *under* it, flickering like a disco party gone rogue.

Here’s where it gets juicy. A group of local high school students (who may or may not be part of the “Chesterburgh Amateur Paranormal Society” — I haven’t fully verified this — but they were definitely in on the mystery) claimed they saw strange figures moving around in the shadows beneath the structure. I tried to get an interview, but they were mostly whispery and just smiled that “we know more than you” grin. I got the feeling they’d been planning this light show all week, but when I asked about who set up the lights, they clammed up faster than my Wi-Fi during my livestream finale.

Meanwhile, I heard from someone (totally unconfirmed, so *don’t* quote me here — or maybe do, because it’s juicy) that the lights might be connected to an art project by that mysterious “Nightglow Collective”— a group of traveling light-installers who, apparently, like to do guerrilla ambient stuff around small towns. Sounds cool, right? Super eco-friendly, mysterious artists who show up, brighten your nights, then vanish like they never existed. Very Banksy meets Chesterburgh. But if that’s true, why no official announcement? And what about those shadowy shapes?

I also got a semi-rumor from the local diner — yep, got the scoop from Lenny behind the counter — that a forgotten Chesterburgh folk tale might be tied to this. Something about “The Bridge Keepers,” ancient watchmen spirits who protect the town from... (wait for it)... time slips? Lenny swears he heard it from his grandma, who heard it from her grandma, and on and on. The story says these spirits only appear when the veil between past and present thins, which apparently happens every few decades. Could those lights be a sign of that veil cracking? Or just a rad light show by pranksters? I’m on the fence but leaning toward “magical weirdness."

Oh! I can’t forget the BEST part — which happened right when the clock struck 11:11 pm. The lights suddenly synced up and flashed in a pattern that *literally* looked like Morse code. Morse! I’m still trying to decode it (help appreciated if you know Morse