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

Cleethorpes.

BlueNeighbourhood I love Pockerley Manor at Beamish! It's the mine there that gets me! I've lost count of the number of times I've visited Beamish over the years

Ewww, Pavlovian, my ex h and I viewed a house like that long ago. Vendor was in there and the place was just warped.

Spandau prison in Berlin. Awful atmosphere.

@Greensleeves The places I was on about were in Shropshire, and Selly oak in Birmingham

FloControl can you say the name of the farm? It’s not Craggs Hill is it?

The creepiest place I’ve been was a hotel in a rough area of San Francisco. It had such an oppressive feel and sense of doom and gloom to it I felt terrified.

Locally Bolling Hall in Bradford. DD and I drove past it on our way home from eating out and parked the car. It looked so menacing but then we did know it’s supposed to be very haunted so had no doubt psyched ourselves up.

The house DH and I rescued our first cat from. Someone at DH's work heard of kittens being born near him and gave us details. When we got there, they opened the door and you had to stoop and walk in through this weird plastic fake stone tunnel that made you crouch. Inside was a living room jam-packed with dolls with china faces, wedged in rows on shelves.

The kittens were in a box, only 4-5 weeks old. We chose one and asked when we should pick him up, thinking he'd need to wean for a few more weeks. they said: take him now or we'll drown him so we did.It was like something out of League of Gentlemen.

The ‘pathology lab’ at Sachsenhausen, a concentration camp outside of Berlin. It’s one of the only original buildings left there now, and it’s where some of the vile experiements took place. We were also told the victims’ bodies were stored in the basement, piled high. I could really feel the weight of the tragedy all around me, it was truly harrowing.

The creepiest place I've been to is the German underground hospital on Jersey. Chilling both in terms of temperature and atmosphere.

When I was a child I used to have a recurring nightmare about a ploughed field, on a slight upwards incline, surrounded by trees. In the dream I would be chased by a wolf.

Then one day I visited a country park with my parents and brother and we entered a field just like the one in my dream. I was absolutely terrified and insisted we turn back, not because I was expecting a wolf to appear but because I felt like I had stepped outside reality.

I REALLY shouldn't have read this at this time of night thanks Killdora

Luxembourg gives me the heebie jeebies. I can't put my finger on it but it's an odd place.

Did not know that about Edgehill.

Sorry

If it's any solace, I'm the one that has to go back in there tonight.

Glintysea. Close enough. Abject apologies to those who know of the farm and its good works.

expat, I pass that second house occasionally, and last time I went by, it was being renovated. I wondered if they would find anything (over-active imagination), but haven’t seen anything in the local paper, so I guess my creepdar was malfunctioning that so.

Kildora I have this very very often with sleep paralysis. It's almost like I know I'm dreaming too and I have to yawn repeatedly to get out of the dream and it's terrifying.

I've learned if I sleep with any part of my body other than my head outside of the covers they tend to happen. Which is very odd in itself

@ginswinger

Re Luxembourg. Went there in November for a few days, and me and DH walked around one Sunday morning (around Vianden,) and we didn't see ONE SINGLE PERSON in 2 hours of walking. Not one. Even though 2000 people live there, no-one came out of their house. It was very weird.

So I do get you there. Luxembourg (well parts of it!) is a bit odd!

Exactly Killdora, I'm thanking my lucky stars that I don't. How do you manage it? Whisky?

I've been reading these for the past half an hour or so (and other threads) and I just got up and looked out the window and the whole house is surrounded in fog! Now it looks like eerie fog. Haven't had fog so thick for ages. See what this thread has gone and done!

Kildora I also get hypnogogic (or is it hypnopompic) hallucinations and they are freaky, just the moment before you realise you are going to open your eyes and it (usually a figure in my case but can be a malign presence) is gone. I started having them in relation to a medication, though, so I'm pretty sure I'm not psychic or anything like that.

Forgot to mention Swineside. It's a hill on the lower slopes of Coverdale in North Yorkshire. The one and only time my family and I were there it was just oppressive and wrong. Barely daylight, low cloud, damp and reeking of paranoia. The only sounds were the ghostly cry of curlews and the tanks' guns from Bellerby Moor Army Training Range several miles away. Thankyou and goodnight.

This is such a good thread!

Carisbrooke Castle on the Isle of Wight. School trip in the 80s. We were in part of the building that looked a bit un-special - very basic, stone floor, looked like somewhere servants would use and I had the most overwhelming feeling of dread, oppressiveness and breathlessness. I was so relieved to get outside and vowed to never go back. I was 10.

Vienna.