by: Protoclown
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After driving around for a while we found what we imagined must be the best place to stop the car and get out to do some exploring. Most of what is left of Centralia appears to be piles and mounds of rubble, leftover from both the mining operation and the destruction of most of the remaining buildings. You can see a little bit of smoke rising from the ground here, but unfortunately the day wasn't cold enough to get a really good example of what they say it can look like.
While we were exploring, an older couple from New York stopped and ended up talking to us for quite a while. Though they weren't local, they apparently visited often and knew a lot about the history of the area, so this guy pointed out to us where a lot of the stuff in the town used to be back in the day, before almost everything got torn down. I didn't think anybody had snapped a picture of this, but my friend Lauren apparently did manage to get one while he was telling us about the town.
As we spoke to the guy, we couldn't help but note with some irony that this former coal mining town now seemed to be taking advantage of wind power.
Off in the distance you could see what were basically small mountains of leftovers from the coal mining operation, where they had stripped all this rock out from the earth and just left it piled around. Note the chair on its side in the foreground, indicating that THIS VERY SPOT was once someone's LIVING ROOM! Either that, or someone dumped a chair there. You know, either one of those.
There were piles of junk like this scattered around randomly in the hilly rubble area. It was kind of like a really big yard sale where everything was free and possibly on fire.
And just in case you needed a reminder that an underground fire raged below, there were occasional holes in the ground, from which steam would rise up, though not in a large enough amount to show in this photograph. However, you could stick your hand down near the hole and see for yourself that it was insanely fucking hot.
Unfortunately this scene below was pretty typical of what most of the area looked like. Most of the abandoned buildings had been torn down in the last decade or so, so Centralia doesn't give an impression of a ghost town so much as an empty lot. Pretty far from spooky, especially when you consider that the vehicle you can barely make out in the distance on this street is actually a mail truck delivering to one of the dozen or so people that still live in the "town".
So needless to say, while it was interesting to see, we were a bit disappointed, because it didn't exactly live up to the "Silent Hill" reputation. Maybe in years past when there were still lots of old, empty buildings lingering around and you could see plenty of smoke rising on a cold day, but nowadays it just looks like a construction site waiting to happen. For those of you as disappointed by the lack of spookiness as we were, I find that the picture below and an active imagination help somewhat. HOLY SHIT! WE WERE LUCKY TO HAVE GOTTEN THAT SHOT AND MADE IT OUT ALIVE!
There was still one church in town at the top of a hill for the few people that remained, and it looked pretty cool so we decided to check it out and pose for an album cover on the steps. Unfortunately it's not a very good album cover, which is why I didn't bother zooming in. Also, you wouldn't have seen how many steps there are if I had. So just imagine that the album cover is completely badass and we'll be good to go. It's also worth mentioning that there were about a million bugs flying around in front of the church door. Seriously, it was like something out of a horror movie.
Behind the church at the top of a hill was a pretty typical cemetery, but the strange thing was that there was a random bathtub out of nowhere just sitting along the side of the steps. We didn't quite know what to make of that, but if the dead should ever rise, these zombies at least will have a place where they can wash off and make themselves presentable before they start coming after people.
My friends Scott and Nikki went exploring on their own for a while and they came back saying that around the corner they saw a couple of horses. I didn't see them myself, which is probably a good thing because if I had, then we definitely would have been in a horror movie. Empty church, shitloads of bugs, and horses? There's no way we would have survived.
As we were returning to the cars and getting ready to leave for Egg Hill, we saw this HUGE fucking spider trying to pick up my car and carry it away. It actually ate the quarter seconds after this photo was taken.
Here's the Centralia Municipal Building that clearly hasn't seen any use in quite some time...
As we left to make our way for Egg Hill, we snapped this shot of a shrine they had set up on the outskirts of town. It seemed like some kind of memorial, but as far as I know, nobody actually died due to the mine fire. Perhaps it was a memorial to the town itself.
I can only imagine how frustrating and annoying it must have been for Scott driving the car behind mine, because we had no idea where we were going for one thing, and we kept slowing down or pulling off to the side randomly to get pictures of different things that seemed interesting but not worth getting out of the car over. Apparently Scott did not care for that much as he flicked us off during one of those stops. And the best part is, I'm not even bothering to use the picture that made us stop in the first place here in the piece! Haha! Suck it, Scott!
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oh wtf we're all going back and having a seance whenever we're all out again, if i take pics i'll post them in a forum
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Then here in Mexico we have Real de Catorce. When Mexico was still a Spanish possession (1521-1821) silver mining was one of the most lucrative enterprises Spaniards had. So, in what is now the state of San Luis Potosí (named after the mining town of Potosí in Bolivia) many mines were created and towns were built near those mines. Real de Catorce was one of those towns. It was created in the 18th century and was functional until 1910, when the Mexican Revolution that started that year closed it down for good.
Now the town is a semi-vacant town, with many colonial buildings clashing with Art-Nuveau and a few modern ones, while it is still surrounded by mines -whose output is no where near Real de Catorce's one during it's hayday- but there is something eerie about the town. I don't know how or why, but when you're in it, you feel as if your energy is being drained. You go to wake up feeling more tired than the day before. Many of the residents are natives, so they have their own customs and traditions, so that just adds up to the weirdness of the town.
Besides, as most colonial towns in Mexico, it has a big cemetery with a colonial barroque chappel. Those thing are scary enough whith their paintings and statues of saints with cold, dead looking eyes. And in this cases, always, ALWAYS, they have a real sized figure of Christ after being lowered from the cross. This "statue" is made of a material native to the region -in another state they had one made of corn paste- and has a spooky story --the corn one keeps growing and growing since it was created, it's almost 400 years old and it still grows.
Man, I just scared myself by recounting all this items. But if you want to experience them from first hand, Come to Mexico! The place of weird ghost towns and zombie Jesus statues!
-Commanderraf
Scott
And yeah, lots of rural places can be scary at night. Western PA, western VA, West Virginia, and other places in the region are good for that. Tiny little towns that consist of nothing more than a gas station and a creepy bridge.
Protoclown:Those red lights are simply scary. I look at them and I truly believe it is some demonic entity lurking around.
Upon reaching the graveyard, we were disappointed to not only not see any ghosts, but that the graveyard was maybe 50 square feet big and full of French-Canadian immigrants, which would make them probably the least frightening type of zombie I could imagine.
As we're walking back to the cars, I start to hear this faint children's music, like from a music box or something. It was faint, but loud enough to know that it couldn't be coming from the "nearby" buildings (The closest being more than 100 yards away) and of course, I just think I'm imagining it and scaring myself, so I turn to my friend to tell him and laugh it off. His eyes are the size of fucking dinner plates as he's saying "Please fucking tell me you can hear that too" before I have a chance to speak.
Actually scared now, I nod to him and we both run back to our car ahead of the rest of the group, claiming to them we were merely just cold and not wusses.
PS the ground at Centralia in certain spots is extremely weak, so one wrong misstep could send you hurtling to the bowels of coal fire hell...
(P.S.) If anybody does check it out, make sure to stick with your group in the room with all the curtains and the strobe lights. I circled around that room for 10 minutes trying to find the way out of that room, the strobe lights were blinding me, and no matter how many times i heard that woman in the middle of the room scream, it still scared the crap out of me. (Sadly, the woman wasn't screaming when i went through this year)
(P.P.S.) The restaraunt in the Homer Mill is also pretty good. :^D
A sanatorium (also sanitorium, sanitarium) is a medical facility for long-term illness, typically tuberculosis.
A synopsis of the place:
www.underworldtales.com/waverly.htm
The official (RE: boring) website:
www.therealwaverlyhills.com/
MS-DOS4: I don't know. The GPS belongs to my friend Dave (Sarcastro, who posted below). He didn't really lead us astray so much as the area just isn't well mapped though.
Mister Tea: I agree, and I'm sure there's probably a slightly more credible version of the story that involves demonic possession or something instead of the aneurysm. You know how these stories go though, they get told over and over and details change over the years. I just recounted how I remember it being told to me.
Military Messiah: Dude! You didn't think that was worth mentioning while we were there? The noise you heard up in the church? That's kind of a creepy little detail there.
Ozzie: Oh man, that must have been freaky as hell. I envy you for that. I've been out ghost hunting to graveyards and Civil War battlefields many times, but never have I experienced anything like that!
fugmunky: I don't doubt that you're right about that. Unfortunately we only had so much time and we wanted to check out Egg Hill too...
SlimJim: Holy SHIT that place sounds AWESOME! I'm definitely putting that on my list of places to see. And the great thing is that it's easily reachable for me in a day. The only thing that concerns me is that website mentions that it's "being rennovated"...I'd be afraid I'd get there and it would be like arriving after the party's over.
Brunbb: That actually makes some kind of sense.
And to those of you who suggested "haunted hayride" kind of attractions, those can be fun, and I appreciate the suggestions, but I'm looking for things that are a little more genuine, you know?
On another note, the orbs in the creepy tree, they're basically supposed to be ghosts... Did you lose power to your digital cameras at any point around that church?
Also, if you ever take a trip up to Canada, check out Newfoundland, it's where I'm from, and there are plenty of ghost stories around this area, from suicide, to a man getting lost in a small wooded area for 10 days and coming out traumatized and mentally destroyed. He was perfectly sane when he went in to them. If you want to hear more Newfoundland stories, or for me to go deeper in to telling you the one mentioned, feel free to contact me some way.
As for creepy locations, up and around my hometown (Erie, or as it goes around this time of year, Eerie, PA) we've got Axe Murderer Hollow and a few other supposedly haunted spots. Never been to any of them myself, so I can't vouch for the coolness factor of them, but we do have a Horror Festival every year, with movies and horror actors and the like. Nothing A-list (I'd say, unless you're a horror fan) like the one Rog went to, but it's a good time. Might want to check it out next year (or, y'know, whenever *laughs*)
You want to be creeped out, try going to the old prison here. Apparently they have started to run a spook house in it during october. I haven't went yet, but the prison itself is scary enough without the doctoring, so I can only imagine.
Check out the Abandoned Pennsylvania Turnpikes.
http://www.rays-hill.com/turnpike/home.htm
Guanajuato is a wee bit far down to travel, but the museum is super creepy, as you can see from the first link. Basically all the mummies there were all residents of the town at some point from the colonial era.
Not for the squeamish, since there are mummy children Dx
Also, there is a seperate hallway of just random oddities, such as a guillotine, a "vampire skeleton", and a coffin with spikes.
The best part are the caramel mummies as souvenirs. Delicious!