Don't really know the history of the story too much,
i've heard different histories of it. But the one i
heard was about this black man named Bill Bingham.Now
other stories say his name was John Bingham. He was
walking down these railroad tracks out near the swamps
of Reedy Creek Springs. Ive heard diferent stories of
why he walked these tracks,one was that he was a
murderer and this is where he placed the bodies, one
was he was walking that way to go home like it was a
short cut or something. He walked with a lanteren.
Story says that the train came and ran over him.
Different stories say his head was cut off, some say
he just got killed. And now he is still walking the
tracks today looking for his head, and the other story
is that he is trying to get to his home. I never could
find out the true history on it like most ghost tales.
But i will tell you tht it is really a ghost/spirit
So here's my story of me,my friends and my cousins
that use to go on ghost hunts. This is a very popular
story in my neck of the woods, the story hangs around
high schools around here. Because thats where i heard
about it. So we got a litle history on it and planed
our road trip. We live in Darlington and Chesterfield
county. We got the directions from our friends that
has been before. i will fill you on them later.
The story begins with us getting out of our cars and
trucks. We had to take about three vehicles cos there
was about 10-13 of us going. We pulled into the old
muddy road not far from Interstate-95. We had to get
out and walk,because of the rain that destroyed the
road. It has mud holes that are very deep, you would
have to walk it out a good mile to get to it. Because
of mud,holes and dirt humps that are piled up so no
one will enter with vehicles. So we walked on til we
got to the cross roads. Now the rail road tracks are
not there anymore,but you can tell that was once some
there. My cousin had to instruct us on what to do cos
he was there once before.
We all stood there and started screaming out his name
"Bill Bingham come out!!!come out Bingham! After about
one minute we saw a faint glow in front of the way we
were facing. It moved closer and closer towards
us.Then it would vanish,then reappear again.If you
cursed at it,it would change colors from white,to red
to green. So i come up with the idea of us walking
towards it where it would appear. As five of us walked
we heard the others scream out "it's behind you!"I
turned around and it was floating between our group.
Then it vanished,then reappeared in front of us,i mean
like face to face! I could see a dark black shadow
behind the light. Could not make out a body nor a
face, just a shadow. I could not feel any heat off the
light,just coldness. It didn't have a shine nor a
brightness to it. Just a glow to it.
After standing there for just like a minute or so, one
of my cousins couldnt take the fear any longer, so we
started to run back towards the cross roads and it
followed us.then vanished again.
Another time we went it was about 8 of us,we walked
the mile then got to the cross roads and made the call
to Bingham. It came out and started to float fast
towards us, our friends that was there for the first
time got scared and started to run,the mud was so bad
they kept on slipping and falling. Me and my cousin
that has been there before just stood there and said
to eachother "we gotta see whats with this light" as
it got like 30 feet from us the fear ran through my
blood,i couldnt stand there any longer. I could like
feel that it was mad,i felt a bad vibe from it.
Because it was changing colors. The way it was
floating it surprised me, it was like a lanteren
swaying back in forth. So we started runing, we
slipped and fell so many times, ever time i looked
back at was like 10 feet from us still floating fast.
It passed the cross roads and went about 100 yds from
chasing us. It just vanished then reappeared in front
of us. It just sat there floating in one place then
after a few seconds it just vanished. I've thought it
over and over trying to figure out if it was a prank
Me and a friend came back to the cross roads back in
the day light hours we scanned the area for prints or
cords/ropes. But none were found. There's no way a
human can run through that mud we ran through without
falling, and we never heard any sounds while it
floated. What we saw there both times is what other
people saw and told us. My conclusion of it is that is
really the ghost of Bingham.
Another origin of the story sent in by a fan.
The history of Bingham Light was that he was a local farmer, and one night while he was hunting with his dog beside the railroad tracks, he saw that part of the tracks were under construction and a train was coming. So he took his lantern and tried to fix the tracks before the train came, then when the train got closer he tried to warn the train by waving his lantern in the air but the flame was going out. That might describe why it changed colors in your story. Anyway, he slipped and the train ran over his head.