Great story, sounds WELL creepy.
That feeling of sudden despair in a particular place has a name, can't remember what it's called but it's quite a well known thing. There's a place I hate on one of my dogwalking routes because I feel that someone hanged themselves there, and Mr Quar gets edgy as we pass another spot. I like to spook him by strolling over to that one, of course.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 12 Apr 2011, 15:25, 2 replies)

It's called being a credulous moron.
Still ... nice that you've found a match. Keep the pool clear for the grown ups.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Tue 12 Apr 2011, 15:27, closed)

ZING!
You showed them!
(TheColonel, Tue 12 Apr 2011, 15:54, closed)

Yup, Dr. Windup is correct.

(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Tue 12 Apr 2011, 18:28, closed)

I've remembered the name
for a horrible, soul-less place which fosters nothing but horror and despair is.

Bracknell.
(judgetheobscure used to sweep in butchers' shops., Tue 12 Apr 2011, 15:36, closed)