What is the creepiest place you've ever been to?

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Was just talking about this with DH earlier. I remember going on a visit to Edgehill as a child and finding it really spooky. We'd been watching videos in school about the Civil War and there was talk of the phantom armies etc, so I think it was a combination of that and how strange it was that all these nice quiet green fields were once a battlefield

The second place was a ruined abbey in Ireland. Lovely sunny day when we visited, but my skin was crawling the whole time we were there and I kept feeling as though there was something peeping at me fron behind the walls

As a child and teenager we lived in a haunted house, but because our father was not the slightest bit woo and said it was all in our imagination, we tried to ignore it. (It is only as adults comparing stories we realise the total spookyness of it). Many stories, too long to go into, but one....
I was alone in the house watching TV late one evening. Heavy foot steps crossed the room above me. My first thought was a burglar as we had been burgled several times, but logic told me this was impossible. However, I picked up a poker and went and stood at the bottom of the stairs. The door of the relevant room, which I could see, swung shut, and I heard the heavy footfall again. This is the only time in my life when I actually felt my hair stand on end - my whole scalp prickled, and I could actually see my heart thudding through my t shirt. I was rooted to the spot for some time. Eventually just went and shut myself in the kitchen with the dog. It wasn't just the noise, it was the pervading sense of evil.

Oops I missed a fairly crucial part! The house had stood empty for about 6 months after the previous tenants had left.

Also London Dungeons, the old site by London Bridge. My job was to dress up and scare children and also close up at the end. I would have to walk the entire exhibition, all the rooms, check everyone was gone and turn off sound fx stereos, smoke machines, lights and padlock the fire exits. When you turned off these machines in one room it would turn off the room behind and in front too, so you would have to walk through one room with a torch in the silence. The atmosphere was terrifying, notwithstanding the mannequins. I was supervised doing this and had company for my training period for as long as I could get away with, then when they insisted I donit alone I promptly quit. It wasn't worth the £3.50 per hour! I believe many died there in WW2 when the tunnels were used as a shelter and it took a direct hit.

Two work places.
1)An old nursing home, the building is listed and was o.k ish downstairs.The residents used to say that they saw an old woman that was not really there. However, they suffered from delusions and hallucinations anyway so who knows.The staff flat was another matter, this was upstairs and even during the day it was creepy. There was a stillness and heavyness that you couldnt quite put your finger on. People would'nt go up at night and would leave things till the daytime to be taken up. Interesting I've just looked it up and people are commenting on it being haunted!
2) Another workplace and upstairs there was a long corridor, a large room on the left and a study room at the end. That study room even in the height of summer was always freezing cold. Even with the central heating on it was the same and it was just horrid.People who sat at the far end of the office said they felt creeped out, had seen shapes like grey grainey people etc.Once I had to go upstairs and turn the lights off, when I then walked down the corridor it was like someone was following me and breathing down my neck.
After that if the lights were left on, I wasnt going up there .One morning a boss came in and was going on about the place being lit up like a fucking xmas tree when she had arrived at work!.People were too scared to go upstairs to turn the lights off!. If someone said to me you can have a grand for staying on that top floor by yourself all night I would refuse. It was that creepy.

Drat
... maybe it was better you didn’t do any digging

This thread is great. I can remember as a child walking in Derbyshire Peak District with my parents and coming across all these weird objects strewn around trees. It was a very long time ago and I can't remember the name of the place but I can recall a sense of panic and terror. My mum later told me her and dad thought it was signs of black magic and occultists as they were animal objects and dodgy paintings/signs. We made a hasty diversion. Can also remember visiting Keats old house near the Spanish Steps in Rome and in one of the rooms which we later discovered was where the poet had died, myself and my daughter had an awful chill come over us even though it was a warm day.

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The shop I used to manage creeped me out, particularly the upstairs stock rooms. I was often there alone before and after staff arrived and left and there was no way I could leave my office, which was towards the front of the store, and go into the stock rooms. I always got a feeling that I'd see a man there and I actually saw a grainy grey misty shape with faded on a few occasions when I'd had to go into one of the upstairs rooms. I couldn't bear to look up the stairs from the downstairs area because I had a very strong feeling that there would be a man watching me. I never mentioned this to any of my staff though but one day one of them ran shaking into my office, she'd been cleaning in the downstairs stock room, looked up the stairs and saw a man looking down at her. I'd worked there for around eight years when that happened and had felt uneasy since starting there so it wasn't as though her experience had influenced how I felt.

I can't think of the name of the place (wonder if anyone can help me out?) it is a large manor type house for holidays in Paignton, Devon. Stayed there as a late teen with a group of friends for a week and it freaked me right out, hardly slept the entire time.
As soon as we arrived it just felt like a sad and depressing place and the atmosphere was cold and heavy. There was a room I remember, which I wasn't sleeping in, but it had a random hidden door that wouldn't open and was extremely cold in there (even though it was the middle of summer). The room I was staying in had large paintings on the wall opposite the beds and when the lights were out I just felt like something was there and was scared witless.
Whenever I showered I felt like someone was watching me. There was a narrow corridor down to the kitchen (which had no windows) but actually that's where we all ended up eating most of the time because it didn't feel oppressive. I think it may well have been an extension but not 100% sure. Whenever we were in the pool in the garden I felt we were being watched from the house also. Just a very freaky place!

If someone knows where I am on about please can you tell me the name because I'd like to visit again!

Stayed overnight at a haunted house in Pontefract for a birthday 'treat' once 😀 (It was the house the movie 'when the lights went out' and the tv drama 'The Enfield Haunting' was based on.) I think most haunted did a live special there at one point too.
That was pretty spooky!
We also stay a few nights once a year in Chillingham castle. It's an old, run down, and fairly ramshackled place.
Occassionally the owner Sir Humphrey is around one of the towers/apartments, but as we visit in winter we often have the place to ourselves.
It gets very creepy at night as is also supposed to be haunted.
I've had lights turn 'themselves' off repeatedly and heard noises, but not seen any spooks yet! 😀

Many years ago Ravel shoe shop Western Road Brighton. I was in the staff rest room at the top of the building and the hairs on the back of my head stood up. I don't think I had ever experienced that before. I was chatting to the manager about it later and he said 'Oh Bernard's early this year, he doesn't usually appear until Spring...' It wasn't hard to get another job in those days.

I worked in an old building, stock room upstairs. No proper ceiling upstairs so you could see straight up into the rafters. This meant it was always cold and a bit 'churchy' feeling up there. The stock was kept on racks which filled the space like a library - you could walk round the edge or up and down the narrow isles. The staff room was on the far side and the nature of the shop meant we were all up and down the stairs to the stock room constantly; either to fetch stock or to pass through it to get to the kettle/fridge.

It was reasonably ok when there other staff up there with you, but you would know when you were on your own without even having to call out or look around. Horrible atmosphere would suddenly descend and you'd feel as if something had rushed to where you were and was looking down on you (always from above the shelving). The feeling was of rage and absolute hatred. One staff member always said we were being idiots, but then one day came down in tears saying something had followed her down the stairs step for step. She left.

I would sometimes have to be first in and open the shop floor (would NEVER unlock the stockroom stairs door or go up there till i had someone else with me). One morning me and another girl were first in and were sorting the out the till float downstairs when we heard a bang upstairs. Checked the door to the stairs was still locked. That was the only way up. Then we heard massive slow heavy footsteps go across the ceiling from corner to corner. We both stood looking up following each bang with our heads like a pair of dogs! The thing is - you physically cannot walk diagonally across that room up there because of the shelving and there was no one up there anyway. We waited for the manager to come in before we went up that day. There was no one up there. There was no way anyone could have been. I left soon after. I just couldn't hack the atmosphere up there.

Hoping this thread will continue. Have been slowly reading these stories and holding my breath for most.

This is a very sad rather than spooky one, but Beachy Head was oppressive and terrifying. It is an absolutely stunning beauty spot, we were there on a gorgeous clear autumn afternoon with golden light and I was walking up from the car thinking "Wow, this is incredible, how have I lived in the SE all my life and never been here?"

Then about ten minutes later we both felt this incredible low-level terror/misery descend. DP said later he felt like it was pulling him towards the edge! He went much nearer than me, I was walking along parallel with him about 50 yards inland, hyper-ventilating the whole time and convinced he was going to fall over. We didn't talk much about the experience at the time, we were both concentrating on not losing it, that's how horrible it was. The sad little crosses people had set up along the edge for their loved ones just about finished me.

I've never been so glad to get away from somewhere, we both felt the heaviness lift as we left the cliff top and walked back towards the road, and suddenly I could breathe properly again. There was something evil up there.

DM used to live in a huge old house, which was requisitioned during WWII and used as a base for RAF crew, some of whom went on missions and didn’t return. The house had a reputation for being haunted, both DM and my cousin had strange experiences.

One day, we were going out, I’d forgotten something and went back in on my own. I was in the middle of a large room, when the heavy door swung to (the doors never did that), and as I turned around, I felt a tug on the back of my jacket at the bottom. It was creepy but not scary, and it was the only thing like that which happened to me in the 22 years she lived there. The house certainly had presence to it, for want of a better word.

Athenajm80 which building at St Fagans?

Medical experimentation block, Sachsenhausen concentration camp, outside Berlin. Underneath the block is the "leichenkellar" where they stored bodies. You walk down a set of stairs into it. I walked down them, but had to run back up. Awful atmosphere and feeling. Terrifying.

LilaoftheGreenwood I agree with you about Beachy Head. It's dreadful.

One place I would like to visit is the Paris catacombs. If anyone has been, what were your thoughts on it?

It's morbid ... well, it would be, with all those bones stacked up endlessly ... but I wouldn't say it was creepy, exactly; for me it was just bones

The catacombs in Palermo are probably more disturbing for anyone uneasy about death, as they contain the actual corpses - all of them pretty well mummified, admittedly, but some are a lot more "intact" than others and it's all a bit grim

If you ever get there, make sure to look out for little Rosalia Lombardo; she died in 1920 and her preservation is quite frankly amazing

Hemswell in Linconshire
It's a former RAF base that has an antiques centre and a market /car boot on weekends.
I haven't heard that it's haunted, it's just an incredibly eerie and creepy place.
The old buildings have an oppressive atmosphere especially the old hangers. Even at high summer, they are cold and I felt like I could feel the decay creeping around me.

Carcassonne in the south of France. Basically a restored medieval fortified city - very beautiful and definitely worth a visit, but I stayed there overnight in one of the hotels within the walls and can’t describe how oppressive and dark it felt, even though our hotel was a gorgeous 5* modernised affair. Dp and I ended up having a huge argument out of nowhere. There seemed to be no real light even when the sun was shining. We walked around the castle ramparts late at night to walk off a meal and I got the strongest feeling of dread and an instinct to get away from them as soon as I could. Weirdest of all, I couldn’t get out of bed the next day feeling so down and hopeless. When we ventured outside the city walls again the next day we both said we felt like something had lifted.

DustyMaiden - Borley Rectory is very close to where I live in Suffolk. It's a very creepy place and we are used to hoards of ghost hunters coming to find the headless horsemen riding through the village.

Unfortunately they sling their McDonald's wrappers out of the car windows and ruin the surrounding countryside.

If I drive through at dark the hairs on my neck and arms stand up.

Not sure if it was one of the creepiest places but the experience itself was unsettling. I like old church yards/graveyards, and hunt them out wherever I can, usually by following those brown places of interest signs. This place was off the beaten track in Donegal, it was quite old; but not remarkably so and long abandoned. I was taking pics of headstones, it was really over grown and hilly. When I suddenly found myself almost fully inside a grave that gave way underneath me. It was peaceful apart from that, as these places usually are. I rang the council and said I'd accidentally disturbed a grave but they didn't seem bothered. A few days later before we left for home I headed back to see if anything had been done to repair grave as I felt quite bad, nothing had. But these lovely little flower like weeds had sprouted up all around the grave and nowhere else. I can't even remember where this place was now because I go to so many.

Alcatraz. I know it housed people that had commited horrendous crimes but I had nightmares for days. I was only a teenager though.

A field behind Keele Hall at Keele University in Staffordshire.

It was pitch black and there was a hanging fog, which didn’t help. We’d decided to take a short cut from the halls of residence, but about a quarter of the way across I suddenly had really horrible go right through me, it felt like we were just surrounded by malevolence, to the extent that I just turned in panic and bolted back the way we’d come. My now dh, then bf, wasn’t affected at all, but his usually unshakeable rocker/biker mate had exactly the same reaction as me at exactly the same moment, which meant we both ran and left dh in the middle of a foggy field on his own!

I never went that way again, even in daylight, but was told by quite a few people that they also felt something horrible around that area. Never managed to find out any history to back up the feeling though.