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This was quite a cool day - one of five explores all within easy reach of our gaff. This is a farm house perched by a beautiful lake. Large, dark and eerie it was pretty much trashed but with some interesting views inside. It transpires that this isnt abandonned as it's owned by quite an eccentric person who still likes to visit and spend the night.Fortunately luck was on our side. Explorers beware!! Enjoy peeps
As with any eerie house there is the obligatory piano. But who was playing this one and why couldn't we see or hear them?
The sheet music afforded us a clue....clearly someone with a Welsh background....
At this point a chilly wind blew in through a broken window, shimmering moth eaten lace curtains, the vestiges of a lost home....
..or was it the lost spirit of the household giving us a clue to the farm's owners?...
As we explored the farm's contents more clues were given.....Was this the spirit of a dead child lost in the underworld seeking help to be united with its parents?
A tainted and sepia toned photo told us that the child belonged to a large family...
Slightly disturbed at the happenings around us we cautiously ventured upstairs....the light playing tricks with our imagination.....
What lay at the end of the landing chilled us to the bone. Nothing could have prepared us for the horror that awaited us...
The spirit took pity on us, affording us an opportunity to rest and recovery from our ordeal
As with any eerie house there is the obligatory piano. But who was playing this one and why couldn't we see or hear them?
The sheet music afforded us a clue....clearly someone with a Welsh background....
At this point a chilly wind blew in through a broken window, shimmering moth eaten lace curtains, the vestiges of a lost home....
..or was it the lost spirit of the household giving us a clue to the farm's owners?...
As we explored the farm's contents more clues were given.....Was this the spirit of a dead child lost in the underworld seeking help to be united with its parents?
A tainted and sepia toned photo told us that the child belonged to a large family...
Slightly disturbed at the happenings around us we cautiously ventured upstairs....the light playing tricks with our imagination.....
What lay at the end of the landing chilled us to the bone. Nothing could have prepared us for the horror that awaited us...
The spirit took pity on us, affording us an opportunity to rest and recovery from our ordeal
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