Glocester Ghoul: Legend of Fiendish Cryptid Still Breathing Fire in Rhode Island

The fearsome creature was first spotted in 1833 and residents believe it still haunts the woods

Neko Mahony- Arts & Culture Intern
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Glocester Ghoul: Legend of Fiendish Cryptid Still Breathing Fire in Rhode Island
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Rhode Island folklore is filled with stories about cryptids, a mysterious creature that residents have claimed to see but whose existence has never been proven.

Reports of the legendary, fire-breathing Glocester Ghoul were first documented in 1833 by Albert Hicks, a notorious pirate who was searching for Capt. Kidd’s lost treasure.

Some believe the beast was a hellhound sent to guard Kidd’s treasure. Others said it was only a bear wandering through the woods.

Get the full story in the reel below.

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