My ghost hunting group went to an abandoned insane assylum the first Saturday of my vacation, and that was an interesting experience. I chickened out and only got about three rooms deep into the building before I went back out to my car. Something in me just made it impossible for me to go any further. Although, considering I was carrying a bottle of holy water and wearing a scapular around my neck, you'd think I would have been braver. This is what I find interesting, a couple of members of the group are cradle Catholics who are now Wiccan. Once I pulled out my holy water, they were in line with everyone else getting some so they could bless themselves before going into the building. I think this just goes to show that when it comes to battling spirits, Catholics are pretty much the champions.
Here are some pictures I took. I have to say the place was pretty damn spooky.
OK, I just tried uploading the pictures and there's something wrong with Blogger, so you all are just going to have to wait.
OK, picture uploading is working again, so here they are.





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