A domovoi, also known as domovoy, domovik, or domovyk, is a creature from Slavic folklore. It is believed to be a household spirit or guardian that resides in a home and takes care of the well-being of the family that lives there. The word “domovoi” is derived from the Russian word “dom,” which means “house” or “home.”
Leap Castle was built during the 1300s by the O’Bannon clan. The castle has a very grim history of more than 700 years and is the location of countless battles between clans and later family feuds within the clan as well.
O’Carrolls was a violent and supposedly evil clan who battled the O’Bannons for the castle before finally taking control of the castle in the 1500’s. Before the violent disposition of the castle the land was already a place for many deaths because of the battle. However, the history of the castle became even more grim from then on. O’Carrolls were ruthless people who did not show any mercy. When the head died, there was a family feud between the brothers for power. One brother killed the other while the latter was holding a mass for family members in the chapel which is now known as “bloody chapel”.
The ownership was passed again in the later 1600s to the Darby family and the fighting for ownership and power continued on till the 1900s when the castle had already been passed on to many different people. The brutal history of the castle was already well known but the magnitude of the inhumanity brought upon the people was revealed once again when the restoration work was started in the castle in the late 1900s a wall was removed which revealed hundreds and hundreds of human skeletons lying on spikes which belong to guests who were supposedly thrown from upper floors to kill them. From the evidence found on the victims, it is believed that these murders occurred till the 1800s which means not only the O’Carrolls but the families that owned the castle after them also committed the same crimes.
There are many known spirits said to roam the castle and its grounds. The spirit of the murdered brother is said to haunt the bloody chapel. For hundreds of years people have seen light coming out of its windows and the spirit roaming around the chapel.
The spirit of the two little girls that supposedly lived in the castle during the 1600s have been spotted by visitors playing in the main hall of the castle. They are sometimes even spotted along with an old woman referred to as the nanny.
A Red lady is also seen roaming in the halls of the castle holding the dagger in one hand.
The spirit that has frightened people for the longest period of time and some people believe that the spirit existed even before all those families started living there. An evil demonic entity known as the “Elemental”. This malevolent being is said to have been unleashed on the castle through black arts which according to some might have happened during the early days of the castle. But a former resident “Mildred Darby” who had the first known experience with the evil entity describes her terrible encounter. It is said that she started practicing dark arts which led to the release of the elemental spirit. She describes it as being the size of a sheep, an inhuman skeletal face and dark decomposed eyes. The horrible smell that was already present in the castle intensified a hundred times. It was the smell of a decomposing body.
The elemental does not show itself until it is bothered by people but people have reported being pushed, badly scratched and feeling extremely nauseated.
The castle is described by many as the most haunted place in Ireland and definitely one of the most haunted places in the world.
While researching about Leap Castle, i came to know that Sam and Colby visited the castle just recently and as I am a big fan of Sam and Colby i watch all the videos as soon as they are uploaded on YouTube. However, this time i didn’t because i wanted to see how well I have researched.
Centralia, PA – the whole town and interstate was removed in 1962* to accommodate an enormous underground coal mine fire that’s still burning today. The whole neighborhood grid (weirdly, I don’t remember if there’s houses still or not?) and highway is still there, and there’s still smoke coming up through cracks in the street. The whole dystopian vibe that always accompanies an abandoned town + wondering if I’d fall through a hole in the street into some literal hellscape below was plenty for me. Walked around for an hour or so and then hightailed it out of there.
*edit after re-reading Wikipedia article: fire started in 1962, town mostly relocated in 1983 after kids started falling into sinkholes, rest of the re-location via eminent domain in 1992.
Edit 2: jesus fucking christ yes, this town was the inspiration for Silent Hill.
r/literal9
My grandparents had a big farm when I was growing up and all of the grandkids would help work it over the summer when we were out of school. Anytime we saw a rabbit we were supposed to get it with the hoe or grab the shotgun. I was around 12 or so when I saw a little rabbit in the beans and I didn’t want my grandfather to see it so I tried to chase it off. Followed it into the brush on the land and for whatever reason I just kept following it because usually I’d lose sight of them pretty quickly once they hit the brush. Kept following it until found what was clearly an old barn ruin. These are pretty normal to happen upon where I’m from and they’re fun to look around inside, so I went in. It was weirdly kept up really well with antique tools in great shape and fresh hay. I worried had crossed into our neighbors’ property so high-tailed it out of there. I asked my grandfather about it and he said our land went way far past what had described, and I couldn’t have left our land in the short amount of time was gone, so he followed me out there and we couldn’t find it. I checked every summer I worked there and never found it again. Not creepy but it always drove me crazy where that stupid barn went.
r/urgehal666
There’s this old abandoned hotel a couple hours away from me. It’s not like a modern hotel, but like an old Victorian house that was turned into a B&B. It’s totally boarded up, big fence around it with barbed wire. Apparently it’s pretty damn haunted.
In high school me and some friends went to go check it out. It’s in the middle of this a circular road, not a roundabout but you can go around several times before feeding back onto the main road. It takes about ninety seconds to go around this circle. Anyway, the first time we drive through all the shades on the windows are drawn. We drive around again, only half of the shades are drawn. The next time we drive by all the shades are open. We drove around one last time and all the shades were drawn again. We freaked out and drove the hell out of there.
r/oceanceaser
In the interior of BC I spent a lot of time exploring in the truck. Found loads of abandoned buildings and cabins but the coolest place that a friend showed me was an abandoned hippie commune deep in the forest. There were some crazy house designs, one looked like an ark, one was a ~40ft teepee clad with aluminum.
The place was clearly built by people who had very little building experience, but lots of creativity and motivation. There was a lot of weird stuff found on the property, and I even found a bike that was stolen off me the year prior.
Was driving through Illinois to get to Chicago about a decade ago with a group of friends and we stopped at a Taco Bell. The first thing we noticed was that the workers were acting very odd. Everything they said was monotone and rehearsed. After sitting in this fairly busy restaurant for a bit, we kind of all just looked at each other at the same time as we realized that none of the conversations happening around us made any sense. The people were speaking, and it was English, but the sentences weren’t logical. They were just saying words at each other. We didn’t say much about it until we got outside, at which point we all freaked out and confirmed each others’ experiences at once, and got the fuck out of there. We jokingly refer to that place as the “NPC Training Center” since the people didn’t seem to be real, or they were learning how to be human or something. Still freaks me out.
Edit: yes, I believe the orders were all correct, which I
guess just ups the creepy factor
Edit 2: we were young and actually pretty straight edge at
the time, none of us were high or anything.
Edit 3: the best I can remember about the weird conversations was that they were stringing several prepositions in a row with no real sentence structure, forced laughter and nodding, stuff like that. Like they were mimicking how humans talk. Think of those “what English sounds like to a non-speaker” videos on YouTube, but EVERYBODY was doing it all around us.
r/Illbeanicefella
A couple years ago a buddy and I got turned around on a side road in rural north Missouri. I had no service for GPS and it was pouring rain so I headed south toward my destination hoping to run into a main highway. We ended up coming into the town of Skidmore MO. It’s a tiny town in the middle of nothing but there’s something dark about that place. Infamously in the 80s a man known as the town bully was killed in broad daylight in the middle of town there. Not one person spoke up about who killed him and it’s never been solved despite many witnesses. There’s also been disappearances, and a brutal crime a few years ago involving a baby being cut out of a woman’s womb. Keep in mind this is a town of only 270 people. As we drove down the main drag several people gave us a blank but intimidating stare, completely unnerving. Once we got out of the town my buddy mentioned he’d had a sense of impending doom or danger as we drove through, weirdly enough I’d been feeling the same way. I’d never had a such a persistent gut feeling of danger like that before. We agreed to never ever fucking go through Skidmore again. There’s something seriously evil about that town, it shouldn’t exist.
r/hey_there_kitty_cat
Not just one, but there’s a whole lot of places in rural NZ that will scare the shit out of someone who isn’t used to it. Hell even some of my Kiwi friends would sometimes be like fuck no l’m not hiking out there with you guys, good luck. If had to choose one, we were doing a 5 day hike, had pretty good maps and directions. Now there’s a lot of nationally funded huts throughout the island, very well marked. We found this one random hut that was definitely not on the maps, with a bunch of older guys just hammered partying inside. And this was way out of where these guys could’ve just walked up from town to party in for the afternoon. No gear whatsoever, just the craziest looking 60+ guys hammered in this random unmarked cabin. When we came back by later the place was absolutely empty and musty, so they packed up their trash and stuff but it still seemed all gross and dirty. We were all kind of baffled, did we actualy meet all these crazy hillbilly old men partying in the middle of nowhere? They obviously weren’t going up there to clean it up, and where the hell did this cabin even come from just in the middle of these mountains? And how did they just randomly hike up there with cases of beer and booze and speakers?
r/NamesJeffrey
Not creepy, just weird to me. A music store seemed to just show up in my town. I’d lived here three years and never saw it. Went in, and the guy had one bass guitar in the store. Me, being a bassist, played it and fell in love. Bought it, and then the next week when was in town, the store was totally empty, and looked like it hasn’t been open in a long time.
Got a new bass out of it though, so I’m cool with it being a spooky ghost store.
r/seersucker.
In the 7th grade I had a friend that lived near a beach on a bay of lake Michigan. One day in early May it reached 70 degrees, nearly unheard of for that time of year in northern Wisconsin. My two friends, including the beach friend, excitedly rode our bikes down to the beach to maybe dip our toes in, expecting still frigid waters, and then “tan” for the rest of the afternoon. The water, though, was surprisingly warm. Like bathwater warm. In this particular area of the bay the water was shallow for about a half mile out, and we joyously splashed around, wading deeper and deeper until we were about chest deep. As we dunked each other and swam with abandon I started to feel sick. Bad headache, nausea, wobbly. Just then, my other two friends mentioned that they also felt sick. We headed back to shore, nearly crawling by the time we got out. The three of us collapsed under a tree and fell asleep for 2ish hours. When we woke up we talked about how weird it was. I dipped my toe back in the water and it was freezing cold. To this day have no idea what was in there. I do know that there is a chemical plant in town that used to manufacture things like agent orange, and that their practices were known to be less that environmentally conscious. I have never touched that water since.
Located near the urban oasis i.e. the Stanley park, one would never expect to find a place like deadman’s Island. It was the home and burial grounds to the Squamish people who lived there centuries ago.
The island is currently closed to the public. Due to its long and brutal history of wars and deaths it is considered cursed by the people.
Many people have died on the island. The island was the place for a battle that killed more than 200 people and many people have died due to diseases in the later years of the island. After years of abandonment, John Morton set off for the island to check the property before purchasing it. When he reached there, he saw many cedar boxes perched on trees. When he touched one of those boxes it crumbled and lots of bones supposedly from an old resident fell from it. The cedar boxes were used to bury the dead by the Squamish people. By 1870, these boxes were taken down from the trees and the dead were given a proper burial. John Morton however had left the island and didn’t want anything to do with it.
Deadman’s Island Google earth
The island was then used by the people to bury their relatives as there was no cemetery present in Vancouver until 1887. In 1888 there was a deadly smallpox outbreak and those who suffered from the illness were sent to the island for quarantine most likely to never return back from the island. Many died during the outbreak. Since then the island has been abandoned with the local and national authorities having a dispute over it.
Nobody is allowed to visit the island except the reservists and sometimes the navy personnel. Those who have spent a night there claim to have heard disembodied voices and chains being dragged. Building no 1 which is said to be the most haunted building gets so much activity. People have heard footsteps, chairs being dragged, furniture moving on the upstairs floor even when nobody was on the island. Some people have even seen a glow coming from the trees that takes the shape of a human.
I was a caregiver in a retirement home for 6 months at the beginning of the pandemic. We had one patient, let’s call them Robert, that was mute so when they called us because they needed something, of course we would just hang up and go to their rooms. I had been on vacation for a week and my coworkers and I didn’t had the chance to go over what had happened while was away. We had 24 patients for 2 caregiver so we would split the unit in half, 12 residents for each caregiver and we would help the other if needed. So, the first shift after my vacation, I was taking care of Robert’s unit. Few minutes after I arrived, I got a call from Robert’s room. So, hang up, finish with my current patient and calmy walk to the room. When I arrived, the door was locked which was really unusual since Robert usually leaves the door open. I knock, unlock the door and open it. To my surprise, the room was pitch black except the television that was turned on. It took me a few minutes to realize that Robert’s wasn’t in the room. So, I called my coworker and asked “Have you seen Robert’s?” And that’s when they told me ” Oh… Yeah… Hum… He passed away 2 days ago “. Alright, weird but not the first time that our system glitches like that and we get a phone call an empty room. go on with my shift, like nothing happened. I had left the door open. When I was helping another patient walk to the kitchen, when we passed Robert’s room, they said ” Hi Robert, thought you were at the hospital. Welcome back “. I was 100% convinced that the room was hunted now. We would get a call from that room a few times a week until Robert’s was buried and after that, nothing else happened in that room. We’ve also had another patient calling us because there was Mike sitting in his chair every night. Mike was the name of the patient that passed away in that room. They had never met.
I was military police. One night around 2-3 am we hear over the radio “uhhhh. Any units seeing the light over the water south?” It was a marine air station based on the southern tip of Japan. We had no flights coming in or going out that night. Everyone knew there shouldn’t be a light flying over the waters.
So about 3 patrol cars met up at the air field where there was a way better view. Sure as shit there’s a light sitting out over the water blinking slowly off and on. Some guys tried to say it was a star, so we had traffic control cameras from dispatch zoom in on it. Turns out it was slowly moving out of the cameras. So while by ehe we couldn’t tell it was moving, the cameras picked it up. We sat there kind of amazed for an hour before it went away.
As we were getting back into the squad car took a last look at the night sky and saw a small light dart behind some clouds in a movement that didn’t make sense. I didn’t tel the other guys, just thought there’s no way they would believe me.
Months later I was running on the sea wall and stopped to lay down and catch my breath. Again saw a light, watched it drive into some clouds and then disappear. That was around the time of the tsunami and Fukushima. Super weird.
Two secondhand stories from my friend who used to be a security guard in the federal building in Portland OR:
One night she saw what looked like someone in a dark hoodie standing by an office door at the far end of a long hallway. When she called out the person turned to face her, but she couldn’t see a face in the hood. Then it “zoomed” at her, covering the full length of the corridor in about a second, sort of swooshed past her and disappeared. She was standing at the end of the hall with a non-openable window behind her in the building without even locking up, drove home and called in from his bed. He refused to talk about it.
Among their employees this building had a reputation for weird noises and sightings.
r/engie_945
I got called to persistent fire alarms being set off in a block of flats that used to be a poor house in the 1800’s. The alarms would go off 3-4 times a night at certain times of the year. We arrive and residents are all outside saying they could hear a woman crying, no one wanted to go in as they assumed it was her that was setting the alarms off and she might be crazy. We went up, yup sure enough could hear a woman crying, sounded like the stairwell.. up We went and walked, crying get louder, turn the landing and realised the sound was then below us. It was coming from the top step of the previous flight of stairs. Well I nearly shat myself… what made it worse was guess who has just bought a flat on the ground floor and was moving in the following week.. yup me. I used to bail through the front doors, past the staircase and into my flat like I was being chased by wolves.
My sister has been a nurse for about 8 years in Southern and now Northern California. Worked in hospitals (med surge, tele, icu), dialysis centers, and now a hospice nurse. She has a few stories from the hospital, things like children laughing, shadows, patients claiming they saw another dead patient when they had never met. One of the creepiest that she and the other nurses told me was about a patient complaining and scared that something was under their bed. He was older and confused so they didn’t think much of it. Checked on him, responded to the multiple calls, and just tried to make him feel better. The next day, a new patient went into that room, another older person but not confused, and called to complain about something under his bed. They sort of brushed it off again after checking. The next night, a new patient in his 20s and completely coherent called crying that something kept running under his bed. They checked and found nothing but the patient was in such distress and shaking, they moved him. Happened quite a few other times as well.
They never found anything but that was so creepy to me.
Not sure if this is paranormal or not, but we live together now and she works as a hospice nurse. Every so often, she would scream or id hear her struggle or make weird noises in the middle of the night. I’d go to check and she’d tell me it was sleep paralysis. And explain what happened, that she saw a specific patient in her episode standing over her and growling, crying, or screaming. Always a very scary dream. The next day, that patient would die. Happened about 13 times so far. Trips me out!
r/seductive_hades
My coworker used to be a security guard for the Forensic Mental Health unit nearby, it used to be a mental asylum and was renowned for treating its patients horribly, there’s a grave yard nearby with over 200 unmarked graves for bodies they exhumed on the old asylum grounds. A lot of people would try to sneak into the old abounded buildings and my coworker and his partner would get deployed to tell them to piss off or to check it out to make sure no one was there and he said very regularly he would feel spirits, see unexplained movement and hear screaming, especially in the ‘treatment’ and intake rooms. Im not very spiritual but I totally believe him, that place has a lot of sad history behind it.
Graveyard shift security at a hotel/casino. We got called to the top floor of the hotel because people from the floor below were calling in noise complaints. I was the FNG so I had a trainer with me when we went up. Dispatch told us over the radio that there was nobody registered on that floor, so cool, just a few idiots being idiots. We got up there and every single door on the entire floor was wide open. Anyone who has been to these hotels knows that you can’t just accidentally leave the doors open because they close by themselves. They weren’t propped open or anything, just open. We asked Dispatch if engineering was doing any work up here or had anything going on during the day. After a few minutes they told us they called engineering and they said no. We just noped out at that point and said there was nobody up there.
r/WimbleWimble
Once worked in a call center very late at night. Around 8pm you’d hear all the doors in the main corridor slamming shut, but the doors didn’t open or close at all.
Later we tried to frighten one of the workers by telling them the place was haunted, and found out about a month later that the entire building was on top of a medieval plague pit, where they just build over it and left the corpses buried.
I work security at night in a luxury condo, I actually started a little over a month ago and I already had a fair share of incidents.
Alarms triggered for no apparent reason, finding unusual doors unlocked, random orbs on the cameras, doors slamming while nobody’s around, elevator phone started by itself.
Nee soon rubber estate was established in the early 19th century in the town of Yishun. Lim Nee Soon, a businessman started the rubber estate before expanding his rubber plantations in the towns of Sembawang and seletar as well. The plantation was so important not only for lim nee soon but also for the other residents of the town. Infact the businessman became so much of an influential figure that the town Yishun is named after him.
The rubber plantation was spread over a massive area with rows and rows of rubber trees that can be seen for several kilometres. According to Malaysian and Indonesian folklore, pontianaks likes to reside on rubber trees. Pontianaks are vengeful female spirits who are said to have died during child birth. They have long hair, long sharp nails and are dressed in white. They lure unsuspecting men, rip through their internal organs and feed on them.
Fast forward to several decades later. The plantation is now gone and new buildings and roads have been built instead. The area is now a residential place. However, pontianaks do not easily move on from a particular location and with the rubber trees now gone, these spirits have now found a way inside the homes of the residents. Residents have claimed to witness the pontianaks on or from their balconies and even heard their names being called when they are alone. People also hear whispers in the darkness. Even people passing by from that area have heard their names being called. It is said that if you hear your name from far away, it means that the pontianak is nearby and if you are your name being called loudly that means that the pontianak is far away.
White lick creek is a stream located in Indiana. Near the stream just south of highway 36, there is a railroad bridge known as the white lick creek bridge aka ” The Avon bridge”.
The bridge was constructed in 1906. The bridge is a historical landmark in Hendricks county and it is shrouded in mystery. A lot of people visit the bridge to know more about its past and whether the legends regarding the bridge are true or not.
According to the legends, when the bridge was in construction an Irishman by the name of Dad Jones was given the task of pouring cement into the wooden blocks. While doing his work he slipped and fell into the wet cement and quickly started to sink inside. He screamed and screamed but to no avail. His colleagues could only watch him sink in horror and there was nothing they could do to rescue him. He kept on pounding on the sides of the framework until he choked to death. The construction company building the bridge decided that it would be too expensive to remove the cement block that was now completely dry and they let the body buried in it and completed the construction instead. It is said that after the construction people would still hear the screams and pounding of the dead worker from the bridge. The ghost of the dead worker was also often seen flagging the trains.
Another legend is that of a woman carrying an infant in her arms on the bridge. She accidentally fell from the bridge and died. It is said that people passing from under the bridge can still hear her mourn and cry as she desperately searches for her missing baby. It is rumored that if you hear her cries you have to honk your car horn while driving under the bridge, which supposedly catches her off-guard and she stops screaming.
The original bridge was eventually torn down and a new bridge was built near it. Thrill seekers and paranormal investigators still visit the remains of the bridge in the hopes of catching a glimpse of the paranormal. Locals claim that they can still hear the screams from a particular section of the bridge.
The village of Borgvattnet located in north-eastern Jämtland has about 50 residents. However the lonely vicarage in the forest is said to be the most haunted place in Sweden.
It was built in 1876 and the vicar moved into the vicarage. But the hauntings became known in 1927 when the new vicar started experiencing some terrible haunting activity. Everything started when he went down in the laundry. His laundry started getting torn in front of him by some unseen force. He could not believe what he had just witnessed. The paranormal activity intensified further on and things went from sounds to screams to full shadows. Afterwards each and every resident that ever resided in the vicarage experienced some sort of paranormal activity.
The next priest that moved in the house saw a grey lady roaming inside the house. When he went to confront her, she vanished into thin air. Another priest would hear noises and footsteps as well as the sound of music coming from other rooms. A woman who was a visitor at the house and was staying at the guestroom woke up feeling uncomfortable. She was on edge and felt like she was being watched. When she got up she saw three elderly women sitting on the sofa looking at her. She turned on the light but the women didn’t disappear rather they looked completely transparent and she could see right through them.
Another resident who had just moved into the house and was resting on the rocking chair was pushed from the chair. This is the same chair that many claimed would start rocking backward and forward on its own.
It is believed that the vicarage is haunted by all those vicars who previously stayed at the house. Another belief is that a maid who killed and buried her child in the backyard haunts the house. However all of these beliefs are just assumptions and the real story as to why the intense paranormal activity occurs at the place is still unknown. The place now acts as a bread and breakfast and those who wish to stay and experience the paranormal activity on their own can stay there. Those who have been brave enough to stay there have seen or heard things that have made them question reality and increased their belief in the paranormal. People have seen shadow figures, screams and the old rocking chair that still keeps on rocking to this day. Those who can stay the night there are awarded the diploma in honor of bravery.
Hotel del Salto is located near Tequendama Falls in Bogotá, Colombia. The city was ruled by Muisca people. When the Spanish landed in south America, they started murdering and enslaving the Muisca people. To escape this date people started jumping off the edge of Tequendama Falls. Hundreds of people committed suicide during that time. Normally people try to avoid a place with such a haunting past.
In 1923, architect Carlos Arturo Tapias built his home near the falls. The mansion was so big and spacious yet he was alone with nobody to share the space. Eventually the horrors of the place started getting to him and he realised that it would be better to invite paid guests inside the house. Many influential people and celebrities started frequenting the mansion and many big parties were hosted on a regular basis. After sometime the mansion was converted into a hotel and the parties kept on going. In 1928, due to the great depression businesses fell and many people were moved to bankruptcy. The tourism industry affected the most as people would not go on any sort of vacation.
History repeated itself and locals started to jump off the falls during the period where they had no money and were forced into starvation. The number of guests at the hotel started to fall and those who still came to the hotel had to assist in investigations because people committed suicide near the hotel. The period was the start of the descent of the hotel and it didn’t reach its initial success again but many people still frequented the hotel. In 1990 the hotel closed down because of the decay caused by the moisture. In 2013 the government started renovations at the hotel to reopen it as a museum. People still visit the museum to know more about the history.
The hotel and the area surrounding it has a brutal history and due to a lot of deaths in the area, the atmosphere around the place always looks grim. When the hotel was abandoned, many homeless people squatted there, and there were accounts of people being scared by shadows that they could see from the corner of their eyes. Many people were also found dead inside the hotel during that time. It is said that the homeless people were lured there by paranormal forces and died inside the hotel. The abandoned hotel attracted a lot of paranormal investigators and these investigators captured a lot of evidence. At that time the hotel was completely taken over by nature from inside out with vines and moss covering the hotel beds and furniture. It is also believed that the site was cursed by Muisca people because their land was forcibly taken and they were slaughtered and driven to suicide. Even when the hotel was in operation, the guests would have a hard time sleeping as they would often see apparitions and hear whispers even when nobody was around. Sometimes people would even hear screaming from inside the hotel making them visibly shaken. The hotel has now been converted into a museum and a cultural site. Tours of the hotel are also provided to the curious visitors.
Formerly known as “Goh Chan Lau” aka five storey bungalow is an abandoned school in Penang, Malaysia. It was built in the 1880s by the son of a merchant as a five storey residence and was one of the grandest mansions during that time. During its history the ownership has been passed down to numerous different people who either used it as a residence, converted it into a hotel or into a school.
Before world war two it was used as a hotel and later in 1912 the fifth floor was converted into a girls school. After 1920 the building was leased to the government English school. Shih Chung branch school was moved in in 1938. The building was used as a school for quite some time but when World War 2 reached its heights and Malaysia was occupied by the Japanese military, they started using the building as their administrative headquarters. There are stories of the building being used for many bad practises during the Japanese occupation. It is said that people were imprisoned and tortured. The basement was used to keep the prisoners locked in for interrogation and we’re tortured there.
The building was returned to the school after the war and till 1994 it was used as the school. However, the building had witnessed too many horrors and some of them remained for others to witness as well. The place is reportedly haunted by the people who died there during the war as well as the ghost of japanese soldiers are also said to haunt the building.
People who pass by the building have felt a sense of uneasiness. Some people even feel terrified just by looking at the building. People have heard screams of agony and even the marching of soldiers from the building. The building now stands in a dilapidated state and entry is restricted. The building is completely boarded off but some people brave enough have still managed to enter the building in order to explore the mansion. The building has been completely overtaken by nature from the inside and is in a dangerous state of decay.