Creepy.  Defined.

This place is the kind-of-scary that will make the elastic in your underway lose its formability.  That much I’ll tell you.  The Old City Jail, it is.  Parts of this building date back to 1738.  Old.  But during the year of 1790, this structure began serving as a jail for criminal offenders, as well as an asylum for the mentally challenged (including the serial killers Lavinia Fisher, and her husband John…….heeeeerrrrrreeee’s Johnny!)

We visited on a bright and sunny day, just walking the exterior of this place.  I got the goosiest of bumps all over!  It is supposed to be very haunted.  There were a few doors open… with workers inside doing renovations and such.  I passed the “DO NOT ENTER” sign and just meandered down the back a hall a little bit.  I am already over my “Trespassing Quota” for the entire year….  so I decided to back it up.  As mentioned…..lots of hauntings reported here… if you believe in spooks, ghosts, goblins, and those sorts of things.  Many people have attested to being shook, nudged, bumped, and a few have made claims to being choked.  There are also frequent sightings of a guy walking the halls, all bedraggled, and of course, see-through.

None of this….. not one bit….. had anything to do with my NOT trespassing.  Really and truly.

I’m not sure about these sorts of things either… but my camera quit working after this particular day.  These were the last photos I took before it went kaput.  I had to send it off for repairs this afternoon.    I’m just glad I quit trespassing when I did……

This is the old Jail Wagon.  Equally as spooky…..  Redrum.  Redrum.