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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsThe creepiest museum in the world. The Vent Haven Ventriliquists Museum
Imagine spending the night here
CurtEastPoint
(18,647 posts)It's in KY.
Phentex
(16,334 posts)I'll pass...maybe the Twilight Zone ruined me but I can't look at them
Phentex
(16,334 posts)What did I ever do to you?
demmiblue
(36,860 posts)clarice
(5,504 posts)Orrex
(63,214 posts)clarice
(5,504 posts)clarice
(5,504 posts)clarice
(5,504 posts)femmocrat
(28,394 posts)There is one that looks like a chicken in the bottom photo, top right corner.
clarice
(5,504 posts)femmocrat
(28,394 posts)The Velveteen Ocelot
(115,721 posts)A dummy made to look like a clown would be the stuff of nightmares.
surrealAmerican
(11,361 posts)... I seem to remember a circus museum in Delevan(sp?), Wisconsin that featured a clown makeup "registry" - each clown had painted their face on a goose egg. There were rows and rows of egg clowns.
It wasn't as creepy as these dummies, though.
geardaddy
(24,931 posts)sakabatou
(42,152 posts)clarice
(5,504 posts)gratuitous
(82,849 posts)Burn that place to the ground. Rake over the ashes, then burn it all again. Plow under what's left, and sow the site with salt. Put up barricades and warning signs for the good of humanity.
No, not creepy at all.
clarice
(5,504 posts)would you spend the night there alone for $1,000.00
gratuitous
(82,849 posts)Sure.
clarice
(5,504 posts)Brother Buzz
(36,440 posts)https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Museum_of_Jurassic_Technology
I visited the The Museum of Jurassic Technology and walked away thinking I might have visited an early twentieth century carnival sideshow that went bust. It was totally creepy on so many levels.
benld74
(9,904 posts)and the oldest dream axiom would kick in
1) I would develop the slowest legs imaginable, unable to runaway from them
2) I would get caught by them from behind and they would either
3) begin hitting me on my head with I don't know because I never turned around
4) or begin to tickle me HARD on my sides
A crazy laughter would begin right before they would appear. My parents basement had an old chest of drawers. EACH drawer was VERY difficult to open. And as I shut my eyes now, I can STILL see that top drawer slowly open, during the crazy laughter. I began to sprint towards the basement stairs. Towards the adults sitting and talking in the kitchen right at the stair top. My yelling for help became a whisper. And get caught from behind.
I don't have the fear anymore but I can still see those dreams to this day.