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There are a lot of haunted places in Salt Lake City, but as far as an actual urban legend goes, I'd have to go with Emo's grave. Supposedly this Emo guy (how he got the nickname, I don't know) was a devil worshipper and was killed by some locals. My husband took me to the place he did his rituals - a dead-end road in the hills above the state capitol building. At 18, the place was creepy. I was also very naive.
His actual gravesite is the place of current rituals; if you chant "Emo, emo, emo" three times while circling the grave you can see his face in his gravestone. He is buried in a cemetery that stands behind my dad's house, and I've passed by his gravesite numerous times. There is a place where an urn used to be (which is no longer there) and this area always contains burnt material now. What is being burned there, I really don't know.
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