OMG Scary Writing at the Hollydale Asylum

OMG Scary Writing at the Hollydale Asylum

We actually crossed the main street tonight after coming in thru the
tracks. Two small “cottages” that were open and weird, including a room
complete with ELECTRICITY, including one dim light, a smelly fridge, a
working turn-dial television, and a cat lying creepily in a chair. Very
strange. The huge house is inaccessable, but someone puts out cat food
and there is a missing cat sign.

Verne and I crossed the other street and got into some other buildings
that looked like interrogation rooms and office spaces. Kind of lame,
but expansive and more maze-like than any of the other buildings. This
writing was on one of the walls and seemed newer than most of the shit
there. During the day all the open windows must be nice but at nice
they’re a bitch to hide your light from.

Later we crossed back across the street to the main complex, and as we
circled around back behind the main building with the skylight, a cop
sped down that back way and we had to scramble into the one DEAD END in
the whole complex, but the cop just kept going, and when I heard him on
the loud speaker out front quacking about something, we all ran out of
there as fast as our little paws would carry us.

Piles of Newspapers from 1997

Piles of Newspapers from 1997

This was in a previous unexplored (by us) building at the Hollydale
Asylum. For those familiar with the layout, it’s the far right building
when you enter from the tracks. Top floor (entrance is outside).

Heh

Sometimes if I sit in one place long enough I feel as if I am being
uprooted from whatever scene I’m within. I turn into an observer, but
what I am witnessing is unfamiliar to me and I’m not sure what my
position within it is. There’s a cool floating sensation involved, even,
and a warm buzzing in my skin. Pretty rad.

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