Messing with the Dark SideWe all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*
What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?
* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes
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chthonic, Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
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Lord ChristopiaYour abandonned mental asylum reminds me of my own (I seriously think there are more around than people suppose, could scooby doo really be a gritty documentary covered in a deceptive saccarine animated coating?)
I had just met my (now) boyfriend - we'd met a couple of times and had gone out on a date, so a few days later he rings me:
"Hey Hampster, um, ah, are you going to the meeting tonight...?"
"No, I'm going to an abandonned mental asylum. Want to come?"
Who in their right mind would refuse a second date at an abandonned mental asylum, go on, who? So, as it gets dark, we gather at my mate's house dressed in black with blue LED torches. Behind my mate's house is a wood. Beyond the wood are some fields. Beyond the fields lies the asylum.
In single file we follow the narrow woodland path through the wood, quickly traipse across the fields and then get to the edge of the asylum.
SUDDENLY a light turns on!
Ok, it was the motion sensors from a row of houses next to the path...houses? Crap!
We all dived into the ditch by the side of the path and carried on until we got to the long low buildings of the former childrens' ward. The door had been forced open, in we went. It was totally empty, debris was starting to collect in the corridors, and ont he walls of the wards were sadly painted rainbows and things that had obviously been originally intended to brighten the place up. We all huddled closer, a bit spooked, when suddenly, it appeared...
A padded cell...a kids padded cell
What is the logical thing to do when faced with a padded cell?
Cue seven teenagers cramming into the padded cell and vigorously banging their heads against the walls. Hurrendous and bloodcurlding cries of "Ow, hey, they're not really that soft after all!" and "Has anyone got any asprin?" were heard. We filed out.
That was one of many trips - one time we slept in a padded play pen overnight and had an impromptu barbeque beforehand. If there were amy ghosties there, they were probably busy being mental somewhere else. Bloody creepy place though.
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Hampster Squared has stuff at www.tilla.co.uk, Fri 21 Apr 2006, 12:52,
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