Creepy, odd places you have been

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I have been dying for a good creepy thread for ages so thought I'd start one

Two stand out for me -

Doing the Dales Way with DH, we stopped one night in a tiny Dales hamlet. 2-3 houses, pub, church. That was it. Not much to do and it was a summer evening so we followed a public footpath through a kissing gate and went for a dip in a deep stream.

When we came back the same way about 30 mins later, someone had nailed 3 freshly dead voles to the gate.

Also, on holiday in France, staying in a rural villa, I went for a run early one morning. Ran past a back road signposted to a quaint sounding village. Decided to take a look. Down a narrow wooded road for a hundred yards, quite a dark road, then out into bright August 8am sunshine in a naice little village.

It was the vacances and the place was deserted, but it was just.... off. The cars were on the drives in most cases, but the shutters were all shut. No dog or cat, not even birdsong, just dead. There was a local noticeboard where the most recent notice was from the previous October. It was a lovely day but the whole place just felt dead. I tried to be brave for about 5 minutes and then cracked and fled, back down the dark road, with the strongest feeling that something was right behind me, just like when you're a kid going downstairs in a dark house and you daren't turn round to look back at the landing.

Anyone else have a creepy place story to share?

@mnhq can we move this thread to the unexplainabled so it doesn't disappear?

tenpoletudor
I've visited Kielder a few times and always feel really uncomfortable there, I've never been able to put my finger on it. I remember walking across a bridge in the woods by the town, possibly along an old railway track and I felt the need to keep my girls close to me, a horrible feeling.

What happened to your friends at Kielder tenpole? I loved the whole area around Kielder, found it very peaceful.

When I was about 10 my mum was in a local amdram play that was being held in a rotunda at a local stately home. It was the first time rotunda had been used in about 50 years as they'd recently refurbished the middle of it.

Some other kids and I (who were left around to look after ourselves while adults rehearsed) found that it was great to play hide and seek in - three floor of circular corridors that went round the outside of the central middle bit. One evening me and two other girls got brave and started trying all the doors as well. It was mostly empty rooms or storage for old rubbish and such.

One room we found looked like a changing room, it had mirrors a couple of chaise longues and a door at the other side. Door to other side was locked. Told adults about it later and went hunting for it. Couldn't find it. No surprise really, it was a really confusing layout like the same thing over and over again. We looked every night after and still couldn't find it, assumed it must have been locked up.

Recently watched a news item about it, bloody council selling it off despite it being left to the town by the last owner (if you live in Devon you'll know where I mean). Apparently it was originally built at turn of century as a swimming pool. I wondered if the room we found was actually the entrance to the swimming pool.

Sorry not very creepy or anything but it was so exciting at the time.

There's an unexplained topic!?
thats my next few evenings planned for then sleeping with the lights on

Is there a submerged village under kielder reservoir? I thought it was just a myth

The Unexplained www.mumsnet.com/Talk/the_unexplained

Fantastic! I'm so over there!

This is a bit outing as I have had told this story before but here goes.

A couple of years ago I was working very late in the office prior to taking a train to go away for the holidays. I've worked late on many evenings and normally don't think a thing about it. I suppose I noticed that I was feeling edgier but I was also fed up and keen to get away. We have those lights that go off if you don't move around so after a while you can be sitting under your desk with just the one light beaming down, everywhere else quite dark. But still - it never normally bothers me.

My pass suddenly disappeared and I was starting to panic because the one other colleague who was left with me was leaving and after he went I would have no way to get out of the office myself. I looked everywhere - turned my desk upside down, I even took to looking in the bins with the cleaner who eventually had to leave herself. No bloody pass. I said to my colleague - you must alert security becuase I cannot be stuck here all night and miss my train. I had another root around and came back to my desk. You've guessed it - pass sitting in a really obvious place.

I was annoyed, but I assumed that somehow, for some unexplained reason I must have just missed it. I mean it was a really, really obvious place and the cleaner had also been with me looking.

My phone started to ring at that point and it was security. "All good, I found my pass etc," I said, thinking the guy would go fine, great, by. He suddenly starts to ask me loads of questions about how long I'd been working there, what did I know about the building? "Why?" one of those things where you're sort of half listening etc.

He suddenly said, the property is built on top of a graveyard (we're near a famous London criminal court) and stuff like this happens all the time!! He proceeds to tell me a few of his own stories. I reminded him I was alone on the floor!!! I couldn't go straightaway either...!

However - I maintain real life is scarier than ghosts...I was telling this to another friend who narrowly, narrowly missed a burglar in an office building where she once worked. He had crept up the stairs unseen - they found him on cctv going through cupboards just just just after she'd left. Her computer was stolen alongside other items!!

Now that's friggin scary.

Therewere5intheBed
I know that Bridge exactly!!! It feels like you are passing into the badlands. We were walking there last summer. I have a mobility issue so am very slow / cant go far. H and ds zoomed off ahead. I was with dd (8 and petite) suddenly she shot off on her bike and I couldnt catch her and she went up and down and round the bendy paths and was just GONE.. I have always been afraid of her being near water (both my kids took swim lessons and are in swim club so are good swimmers) but that black water made me feel sick. There is no mobile reception and just a very isolated cottage on the left (with a guy stalking around outside). I eventually found her, as dusk was settling. She'd gone miles, I was waiting for a foot operation, she knew I couldnt walk and would never have been wild like that normally, it was like something got into her. H and Ds suddenly appeared too, laughing at me, saying they'd all only been 2 miles along and 30 mins away but I KNOW I'd gone 6m by my phone tracker and it had been 3 hours (I literally couldnt walk for days after but I was so scared of losing her in the dark / water). They couldnt understand why I was in floods of tears and so very scared.

MIllie2013 Yes the original village is still under the water. No one died, but some did making the reservoir and there is a monument in the Church at another 'forestry village' to the many who died in various local disasters.

Ooh, thank you, I'll look that up!

I broke into an abandoned prison in Italy. It was odd, it was like one day without warning everyone just disappeared. There was still plates with food on them in the dining room. Letters and photos left in the cells etc
It felt like the creepiest place I've ever been I can't explain how horrible it felt to be standing in an empty prison cell scared that the door might slam and lock you in there forever. Then standing out in the long corridor expecting something to jump out at you.
Never been so spooked in my life

CAN we all report this thread and ask mumsnet to move it to the unexplained so it doesn't disappear? Please!

Hello everyone,
We're about to move it over now, hope that's okay with everyone.

Lindisfarne gave me the creeps, I can't explain why. I couldn't get off the island quickly enough. DH said I looked pale and ill and I felt incredibly cold although it was a warm summer day.
I felt fine as soon as I got back to the mainland, most odd.

Castle Howard in Yorkshire has a round reservoir, like a pond, up a hill and surrounded by trees, that feeds the fountains. The sides are vertical; if you fell in it would be hard to get out, and the worst thing is it's invisible until you are right up to it so if a child was running towards it they would go straight in. It's very carefully fenced and signed, but I can't imagine that's always been the case and it totally freaks me out because I can't stop imagining the accidents that might have happened since the fountains were built and when people weren't quite as h&s conscious.

Ooh my own spooky thread

I am an academic and nearly every dept I have worked in is "haunted". They are all in Victorian/ Edwardian townhouse style buildings. I do not believe in ghosts but my last dept was spooky. Stained glass windows, dark panelling.... and just an oppressive atmosphere.

I loved Lindisfarne! Amazing sense of spirituality. I'd love to own a property there.

I also dream of living on Lindisfarne, I found the exact opposite there, I was very at peace and relaxed.

My son is desperate to stay at the Adelphi in Liverpool because of its reputation... We went on a trip to Liverpool last summer and walked up and down Bold Street hoping for a time slip

Walking up on ilkley moor, with the dog. There's an ancient stone circle up there, about a 20 minute walk away. Rocks are scattered everywhere so if you didn't know what you were looking for you'd easily miss it. Anyway, we walked over, with the dog happily scrabbling over rocks and sniffing, until we arrived at the circle. We went inside it and straight away his hackles went straight up, he was barking and growling, backing up, eyes wide! Never seen him like that before or since. We scarpered pretty quickly, and as soon as we moved away he back to happily sniffing around the almost identical rocks scattered around.

My experience happened about 23 years ago in the first flat I ever lived in when I moved out of the family home.
I lived in the ground floor flat - it was a self contained one bedroom flat apart from to use the bathroom you had to leave the flat and go along a communal hall and up a communal staircase to the first floor where my bathroom/ shower was. A bit inconvenient but fine really as it was my own and I never really saw the neighbours whose door was up a few more stairs but opposite the bathroom door.
I enjoyed living there on the whole. It was a town centre flat in a lovely area and it wasn't in a quiet location - I didn't feel isolated - I knew that I could always get help if I needed so despite it being my first experience of living alone I didn't feel nervous and actually felt very much at home.
Until...
I began to feel afraid/ weird when I was at home. It was strange as I had previously felt absolutely fine and happy. But it was like the atmosphere had suddenly 'gone off'. I was able to mostly rationalise the feeling as just 'me'. One evening I went up to use the toilet - the lights in the communal area weren't working but I wasn't too bothered - the light from my flat would see me up the stairs ok. When I got to my bathroom I glanced up the few steps leading to the flat on the first floor and saw, crouching down in the corner facing the wall, the man (I think!!) from the flat above. He quickly turned to look and I dashed into the bathroom and shut the door. I was a bit weirded out - why was he there crouching down in the darkness staring at the wall? Not exactly 'normal' behaviour. Anyway when I had completed my ablutions :D I went downstairs without looking up the stairs again.
I went to lock my flat door as usual and my keys were nowhere to be seen. I looked everywhere - it was only a one bedroom flat and there was only so many places they could be. I looked on every surface, minutes passed. No keys. I began to panic a bit. I started to imagine something weird might happen - like they would suddenly drop out of the air (over active imagination) but it was late, the guy upstairs was acting oddly and I needed my keys!!! Feeling desperate I said out loud 'dad if you are there please show me my keys' (my dad had died a couple of years previously and I felt that if there was such a thing as evil spirits then maybe there could be good spirits too). Oddly enough I then walked straight to my keys which were sitting on my dressing table, 3 feet away, locked the door and went to bed.
That was the only 'incident' but the flat continued to feel oppressive. A few weeks/ months later the couple upstairs moved out. The landlord had been clearing out the flat and when I was leaving to go to work one day I saw he had left a board leaning up in the porch. Being nosy I pulled it back to see what it was. It was a hand drawn ouija board. In the middle of the board there was a painting of a young girl on it (hand drawn/ painted) dressed in the sort of clothes I used to wear - I was a bit of a hippy - long skirts, doc martins, long hair. It could have been a picture of me or maybe not. But it suddenly it all seemed to make sense.
Aaah looks so silly written down! Soon after they moved out my friend visited and said -completely out of the blue - that it felt much 'lighter' in the flat then it had done. And it absolutely was and I never had any other weird experiences (well not horrible ones :D)

'I also dream of living on Lindisfarne, I found the exact opposite there, I was very at peace and relaxed. '

Same! I walked St Cuthbert's Way with a friend and it ends at Lindisfarne/Holy Island. It was so amazing, we stayed at our campsite another night so we could return to the island another time. I still see it in my dreams sometimes and it's always welcome. I'm desperate to go to Iona on pilgrimage and looking to going this Autumn.

There are no villages still under Kielder Reservoir. There were two very small villages which were completely flattened and the bricks/stone removed before the reservoir was flooded.

Not a creepy place but I used to work as police staff in an old building that was so accepted as haunted that it was taken for granted and many long-serving, senior and hard-bitten officers had tales of their own experiences there, including two chief supers who told me similar stories of things happening in their rooms yet they'd not served there at the same time or even knew each other. My most vividly remembered experience was rather matter of fact in that I saw someone go into a room, followed them in and found it empty with the only exit through a small window on to the rooftops. Colleagues who later used that attic room as an office kept feeling that someone was waiting in the doorway only to find it empty. Yet no one seemed to find the place scary; ghosts were just accepted as part of the team.