Sunday, November 29, 2009

Cedarcrest Mental Asylum

After exploring the Little People Village, the crew was famished and drove down the road to Maggie McFly's for lunch. Over French Onion Soup we discussed the Cedarcrest Mental Asylum in Berlin, and concluded that we would "drive by" to scope out the grounds.

We parked in a functioning parking lot and hiked over to the abandoned building. As we approached we heard a high pitched buzzing sound that added to eerie feel. The building was surrounded by a 10 foot fence that posted "No Trespassing" signs. We instantly felt like we shouldn't be there, duh.


Erika, having driven an hour and a half to get there, was the first to jump the fence. Then Kris, Feryl and me. (My sister, Kelly, her husband, Tim, and my dog, Milo, went back to wait in the car). We looked for an easily accessible entrance and in doing so heard a bizarre howling sound. Needless to say, it scared the crap out of us. We entered into the basement level, Erika first again. What we saw was beyond us; bed frames piled high to the ceiling and chicken wire fencing lined the main room. The place was pitch black. We exited the lower level after cornering ourselves and found a new entrance further along the building to another part of the asylum. I was the first one in this time. This room was well lit and at the farthest end had a large double doorway that lead to one of the creepiest hallways we have ever seen.


My husband Kris thought it would be "funny" to push Erika into the hallway, and in doing so, angered something; there was a loud thud on one of the upper levels, that caused us all to turn on a dime and run for the door, pushing one another out of the way. Some ghost hunters we are. Erika was the first to scale the fence. We were all amazed at how quickly she climbed (like a spider monkey).

We headed back to the car where Kelly and Tim waited as a quick getaway in case the cops arrived and relayed our spooky story to them. Enjoy the pictures.



Hooded figure in the top left hand corner


















Orb above the bed frames




















Chair facing the wall at the end of this hallway

5 comments:

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  2. Sounds like you guys had a good time exploring. I've recently become somewhat interested in photographing these abandoned, and potentially haunted locations. Is this something that you, your husband, and friends do regularly? If so, get in touch please! Mannetti21@gmail.

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  3. This place was a very cool adventure check out Fairfield Hills before the state bulldozes the rest be very careful they have a fulltime security company and constant patrol from the state but will be the most rewarding adventure you can undertake

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  4. I went here and snuck in through the woods. We were on the patient floors and didn't really see anything but some chairs and dirt. What door did you guys go in through? Thank you!

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  5. I was actually a patient tbere,and I know they did shock treatments and deprivation stuff and many people died there

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My husband, Kris, and I have lived in Connecticut all our lives and fell in love with its two sides—the established New England beauty, and the dark history from its early settlement. Most recently, I found myself wanting to know more about real “haunting” and with that, the gruesome past of the pristine Connecticut in which I lived. Me and my fellow Path Assistant classmate, Erika, decided we would search and explore ghostly Connecticut in hopes of debauching myths about haunted places or proving, at least to ourselves and some followers, that creepy things can be unexplained. Of course we girls have found that when it comes to these adventures our husbands are more than willing to comply and come along for the journey at times finding our next place to visit. I hope you enjoy. Please write comments, as we all love to hear what you think about these places or even your own adventures. Anything will help in determining fact from fiction, haunting from hoax. Thanks!

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