The Carter brothers, John and Wayne, seemed normal in every aspect. It was the 1930’s in New Orleans and the brothers made their living on the Mississippi river. One day before returning home from work it is said that a young girl had escaped from their apartment in the French Quarters and ran to the authorities. The girls’ wrist were both cut, not deeply enough for her to have bled to death but deep enough for her to have been fed upon. The police rushed to the apartment to find four others tied to chairs with their wrists slit in a similar fashion, along with over one dozen dead bodies that had been drained of their blood. The authorities patiently awaited for the brothers to return from work, when they did it took all eight of them to hold down and detain the brothers who were of average height and build. Later when the brothers were finally executed for their crimes their bodies were laid to rest in a vaulted tomb. Years later when the next Carter passed, the vault was opened to receive his body. Upon opening the tomb it was reported that the bodies of John and Wayne were gone, no remains, no remnants, gone!
To this day, many sightings of the Carter brothers have been reported, even by the new owner of the apartment building where the Carter’s once called home. The owner reported seeing the two men whispering on the third floor balcony, upon realizing that they had been spotted, the Carter brothers sprang from the balcony to the street below and disappeared into the night.