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

[Hatchinganegg]

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

I worked in a school, some parts of it very old. One part of it i didn't like at all.

Years on the caretaker (stout, down to earth Yorkish man in his 60s) confided in me on his retirement day that he had never liked locking up in that part of the building. He added that the one time his young grandson (from a different school) was around with him at locking up time he had said ''grandad, we can't lock these doors because the man in the black cloak and the hat is in here. I saw him just now''.

Niiiiice

The vicarage in London I grew up in. Old, huge, incessantly freezing. 3 storeys high. Going up to bed I used to imagine the mad wife from 'Jane Eyre leaning over the attic landing banister where it was pitch black with her matted hair and purple, grotesque features, grinning with madness in her eyes....

We had a holiday cottage near Glastonbury, years ago when my 3 ds’s were all smallish- all under 7 at the most.

We went to Glastonbury for a visit and it was dismal, I understand what the poster upthread meant , very strange place.

PlummyBrummy, was it The Manor Hotel at Moreton in the Marsh? Relatives of ours married there, the hottest day of the year and there was one area in the bar that felt so cold (not Aircon/fan) and really oppressive, didn't like it at all.

The building I work in. In former times it was a country Manor House & was used as convalescent home during the First World War. It's been used for it's current purpose for about 70 years. There's been a lot of spooky sightings over the years, including people in old-fashioned nurses uniforms. Two of my colleagues saw an elderly lady figure one night last week dressed in Victorian/Edwardian clothing. They swear she was sat in a chair in an area where nobody should have been at that time of night & as soon as they caught sight of her she just disappeared. I've never seen anything myself, but there's certain areas of the building that have an indescribable chill about them & the feeling of a presence.

Greytowers and the old pool hospital. Greytowers is now a beautiful set of apartments near middlesbrough and the hospital is long gone- as the hospital was shut down and emptied, the old house, greytowers being the old TB convalescence hospital, was to be emptied too. The grounds had a lake, and giant lillypads and giant hogweed overtook everywhere.
The day i went was when my dad was overseeing the shutting off of water system and power- but with different blocks of the hospital being built at different times, each part needed taps and tanks and toilets checking to ensure no parts were left connected. Us kids went exploring the grounds and had heard my dad say that on attempting to gain access to greytowers, the floorboards had given way and the place had been shut up and left as it was unsafe, walking past we were looking at the building and someone pulled shut some curtains on the seccond floor. Returning back to the hospital, my mum was holding a stack of paper towels and shaking. She took us kids to the car and we waited for dad to finish up. Us kids were telling dad about the curtains shutting, and dad told us we were seeing things as nobody could get in or out of the greytowers building and the floors were past rotten throughout- then mum confesses that she was looking for paper towels to mop up a spill when she walked into a room, spotted some, picked them up and as she turned to leave she experianced every hair on her body prick up, the room felt mennacing and shadowy shapes were moving about the walls and she could hear urgent sounding whispering. She refused to go back again. Odd place, but the apartments look nice now.

Has anyone else been googling the places mentioned here? I have an have ended up down a few rabbit holes.

Batley. Really weird vibe throughout the whole town. I remember in a pub we decided to have a game of pool. Immediately two (presumably) regular customers glared at us and slammed down a stack of 50p coins on the table. We finished our game, they played one game and sat down, so we thought we'd play again. Immediately the stack of 50p coins came out, and a more intimidating glare. There was also the mother watching her toddler sitting in a puddle, the woman in the chemist spitting on the floor, and the guy urinating into a wheelie-bin.

The whole place creeped me out, and I was (mercifully) only there for a few hours.

I agree with previous posters that the underground German hospital on Jersey, parts of the Tower of London and Conwy castle made me feel very uncomfortable. Three others:

-Quarrymans Hospital, by Llyn Padarn - an old slate miners' hospital is a fascinating place but, on all my visits, made me feel there was always something otherworldly going on in the next room. And then, nearby, is an enormous flooded quarry. When I was a child, it was an unauthorised diving spot and I always wondered why on earth anyone would want to stay there long enough to strip off and jump in. It just felt like the mountains were closing in on me - and I say that as a real mountain lover. Nowadays, I believe it's a proper dive centre....

-My house fronts a bridleway. This bridleway runs through farmland for 1/4 mile or so before entering woodlands. The farmland part is lovely, as is most of the woodland, but there's a stretch of no more than 100 yards as you enter the woods that I can't bear. It feels wrong and....unkind. The bridleway follows an old path that runs to a Tudor Manor House (still there), which is supposed to be haunted by two of Henry VIII's wives - and I expect I've been thoroughly subconsciously indoctrinated by the various local ghostly tales.

-This last one generated the most profound feelings in me. It was in the house, an Edwardian terrace, where we lived when my children were tiny. Behind the house was effectively wasteland. There'd once been a medieval friary there but it had gone in the Reformation and, until a year or so ago, nothing permanent had been built there in all that time. Our two back bedrooms overlooked this land. The smaller of the rooms was lovely, felt cheerful and cosy and safe. The other never felt right. I redecorated twice but it always seemed cold (physically and psychologically). Maybe it was the broken nights of early motherhood but I ended up feeling that there was actually something there, and it didn't like us. One night I remember getting really angry with "it" and telling it to go away and leave us alone. It seemed to work for a while but then the feeling returned, if anything with even greater malevolence. So, swallowing my scepticism I asked my father (dead) that, if he could possibly hear me, could he please sort it out for me. And, you know what? The feeling vanished after that and the room just felt....empty. I still didn't like it much but I no longer felt threatened. All psychological, I'm sure - or perhaps something to do with the underground streams that run through the area.

Sinistrophobia and all too much. Those vaults are a gateway to hell in my opinion. I went down there when in early pregnancy. Only a few weeks but swear blind I felt the baby moving inside me, I had to stop the tour to be let out, I felt a man was watching me, sort of singling me out daring me to go on, when I walked out onto the stairs I felt stupid cos every bit of the fear disappeared as soon as I stepped over the threshold of the first vault.

TooManyButtons - would you mind sharing which wood please?

We visited Brodsworth Hall once, and I felt very uncomfortable in one part of the house and in an area of their garden.

The part in the house was an upstairs door set back in a passageway that was only as wide as the door at the end. It was all very black and dark, with the door at the end, and it just felt like the light in that area wasn't normal.

I recently visited HMS Victory. We'd just toured a very modern ship, then went onto this one, which is obviously a very old ship. I was okay as we started the tour at the top of the ship, but as we worked our way down I felt increasingly ill, and the narrow corridors and small rooms felt like they were closing in on me. I had this very strong feeling of being surrounded by people who were very sick and in need of help.

DH said it was just that we had to hunch over a bit to look around in the small space,, but I felt ill until we left, then immediately better.

DH and DS went back on for a second look around, and I couldn't do it. They went to the Mary Rose as well and I couldn't face it after the Victory.

I once looked at a flat in what had been a learning disibility colony as they used to call them. Before that it had a been a country manor, originally built in the 1560s.

It was beautiful inside, very well presented but it felt so oppressive I knew I couldn’t live there and have nights there alone! It makes me funny thinking about it now.

Talking to other people afterward, the inmates as I suppose they were called then were treated very badly.

Not all old hospitals make me feel like that. I used to have physio in what had been a fever hospital and most of the buildings were empty and locked apart from a couple of outpatient blocks. It had lovely gardens though and felt quite a calm place. Oh apart from the still functioning mental health ward block which I got lost in! That was a grim building with a horrible atmosphere.

theluckiest I was a member of the Scottish Vampire Society, after our meetings in the Cathedral House Hotel, we used to do a Necropolis walk. I never found it creepy, we were more in danger from the drunken neds who attacked us. That put paid to the Necropolis walk.

There's a bungalow down the road from us that gives me the creeps every time I walk past it.
It's a 1950/60's bungalow and very plain, but there's something about it.
I won't even look at it as I walk past, in case I see something evil looking back at me through the windows!
There are loads of other bungalows on the same street, but there's something about this particular one that makes me feel really uncomfortable and I have no idea why.

.

Madeleine we had almost exactly the same experience as you at the Camelot hotel you should read some of the trip advisor reviews from people staying there. Apparently it’s something to do with mappin and Webb the jewellers. But basically it’s a recruitment group for Scientology

I don't think I've ever had a properly creepy/ paranormal etc experience like some of you, but I have found places scary, more so because of the terrible things that happened there. I suppose a sort of empathy rather than a proper woo. So like others, Auschwitz/ Birkenau, Alcatraz, Lincoln Castle (the court room specifically), the Clink museum (we had an Xmas party there), SS Great Britain and probably others, left me feeling unsettled

And once, I stayed in a room in Durham Castle for the university open days and felt very very cold when I woke in the night. None of the others I was sharing with noticed anything. I often wondered whether that was a ghostly going on, or perhaps more likely, just a draught in a very old building.

Angelnix - yes that looks like it. I’m not 100% sure as it’s been a few years but it looks very familiar. I looked on the website and one of the room photos show some steps up to a room with some chairs in that looks like the place I stayed. Perhaps we should contact them?!

A holiday house in Betwys Coed, it was a fairly large detached house, very nice but a bit creepy. I was only 17 and was on holiday with my dad and brother and sister, we all felt there was something in the bathroom, a presence just watching.
Also thought the dungeon at Bolton Castle was very atmospheric, really felt for the poor souls left down there. The archway where you go in was very foreboding, probably as you knew what had happened there.

I've been reading the Eight Ghosts book, which is eight short stories set in EH properties (it's an excellent book).

At the back they have a list of their most haunted or creepiest properties, with Bolsover Castle being voted the most creepy by EH staff.

They claim to have seen the ghost of a boy holding hands with visitors, and the people whose hand he is holding are seemingly unaware of his presence. Other things include screams, unexplained lights, people feeling like they have been pushed when nobody is there, unexplained footsteps, voices, cold sensations, and slamming doors.

There ten most haunted list also includes Carisbrooke Castle and Clifford's Tower, both mentioned on this thread.

Hygge It's Sandall Beat wood. Hate it.

Hell fire caves in high wickham had a lot of seriously creepy history.

But most spooky was a house we rented in Croyde bag Devon. You could pay me to go back there.

In the house I used to live in I was often awoken by what felt like someone touching my face, with what felt like curiosity rather than malice. It hasn't happened anywhere else.

madeyemoodysmum I regretted visiting the Hellfire Caves to be honest! Not sure if it was the history and enclosed space or if there's something else going on, but I felt uncomfortable the whole time.

I've mentioned it on a past thread, but like other posters I found Blackpool to have a dark feeling to it. Completely unexpected, we thought it would be good fun but we couldn't get away fast enough!

TooMany - thank you.

Do you know why it makes you feel that way? Is it the whole area or just a particular part of the wood?

I've just been googling and there are some odd stories. Police have searched there for a murder victim, and there's been talk of figures in white chanting in that wood.