Promo postcard from Cabaret du Néant (Tavern of the Dead) c.1890
In the 1890s, the Cabaret du Néant (of Tavern of the Dead) first opened its production in Paris and later in New York City. After entering the Cabaret, spectators followed a “monk” down a blackened hall to a café with candles on coffin-shaped tables where they could order refreshments from waiters in funeral garb. A lectured called their attention to paintings of figures that dissolved into paintings of skeletons. While bells tolled and a funeral march played, the monk led the audience to a second chamber; here, a volunteer was asked to step up on a stage and enter a standing casket. After the volunteer was wrapped in a white shroud the spectators gasped at an apparent “X-ray” effect—actually a simpler optical effect—as the man dissolved into a skeleton and then once again returned to plain sight as the skeleton disappeared. In the last chamber, using a similar optical effect, a live spirit appeared to walk around an audience volunteer who mounted the stage to sit at a table. Text from @morbidanatomy More fantastic photos - http://morbidanatomy.blogspot.com/2007/08/cabaret-du-nant-tavern-of-dead.html
Mechanical Devil (1400s)
Displayed at Applied Arts Collections Museum in the Sforza Castle in Milan, Italy, this automaton is carved from wood. From the Wunderkammer of Ludovico Settala.
You could make these mechanical devils stick their tongues out, howl, and make creepy faces by turning the device.
Richard Quain: The anatomy of the arteries of the human body, with its applications to pathology and operative surgery
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I was on a business trip with a coworker. We stayed at the same hotel, so we stayed up talking for a while. He kept trying to freak me out by telling me that the place was haunted and that something was going to come for me in the night. Admittedly, I got kind of scared and when I went to bed I made sure to cover myself as much as possible. You know how it is.
Just as I expected, I heard someone knocking at my door in the middle of the night. I thought it might be a hotel employee, so I called out to see who it was. Nobody answered, though. I was scared even looking at the door, and the knocking continued all night long. As soon as the sun started to come up, the knocking stopped. I got dressed and hurried out of the room. I checked out without even eating breakfast because I didn’t want to be anywhere near the place.
After the business trip ended and I went back home, I told my coworker about the knocking. He smugly said that he knew it would happen because a while back, there had been a fire at the hotel. Most people made it out, but there were a few that had been stuck inside. Those people ended up being stuck in their rooms and died slowly from burns and smoke inhalation. It’s their spirits that appear at the hotel now.
Damn. Hearing that made me glad that I didn’t open the door. I wonder what would have happened if I had?
The Greatest Ghost Story
The Society for Psychical Research in London is the oldest institute of its kind in the world. The best authenticated ghost story on the file in the society is that of the Cheltenham ghost.
In April, 1882, Captain Despard with his invalid wife and six children moved into a house known as Garden Reach in Cheltenham, England. The house had been empty for years, and there were reports of its being haunted.
It was in June that Rose, the captain’s daughter, first saw the ghost. “The figure was that of a tall lady, dressed in black of a soft woolen material…. The face was hidden in a handkerchief held in the right hand … on further occasions … I saw the upper part of the left side of the forehead, and a little of the hair above. Her left hand was nearly hidden by her sleeve and a fold in her dress. As she held it down, a portion of a widow’s cuff was visible on both wrists, so that the whole impression was that of a lady in widow’s weeds….”
All 17 people who saw it—members of the family, friends, or staff within the house—say it was so lifelike that at first they mistook it for a living person. The figure was seen from all angles and always appeared in the same attitude. It tended to follow the same route, going down the stairs, into the drawing room, standing behind the couch for a while, then moving along the corridor to the garden door, and disappearing.
Several times Rose addressed it, and on the first occasion it seemed about to speak but only “gave a slight gasp and moved toward the door.” It never appeared when the family and friends waited for it, and not all the family had the ability to see it, even when it was pointed out to them. Those who could not see it did, however, hear its footsteps, “soft and rather slow, though decided and even.”
Rose attempted to photograph the ghost and even catch it. On one occasion she persuaded family and friends to join hands and make a ring around the ghost, but “it appeared merely to walk out between two people and disappear.” The haunting was at its height between 1884 and 1886. After that, the figure was seen less often and it gradually became less distinct in outline.
The case is famous because it is the best evidenced in existence, and it is the only recorded case where people have actually attempted to capture a ghost. The identity of the ghost was clearly established as that of Imogen Swinhoe, who had lived unhappily in the house for 10 years and left it, and her husband, shortly before his death.
It was assumed for a time that the ghost was not seen after 1899, but then a woman reported seeing it in 1903. Later, when the house became a boarding school for boys, there were stories of a lady being encountered on the stairs, in the corridors, and in the garden, before the house was closed once more.
A member of the society, has reports of the figure being seen by three people in a house near Garden Reach in 1958 and 1961. He is currently assessing even more reports from this same area. Noises are still heard up to the present day, and the ghostly figure was last seen as recently as 1974.
Athens Mental Hospital
The Athens Mental Hospital, located in Athens, Ohio, opened its doors in 1874 and over the years adopted a few different monikers, including the Athens Hospital for the Insane, and it stayed in operation until 1993. By the 1950’s, the hospital was treating more than 1,800 patients at once, and became famed for the infamous lobotomy procedure and housing violent criminals. Over time, the hospital became known as The Ridges, though its history has been somewhat shrouded in mystery.
The mystery is largely due to the fact that any information about patients is kept under tight wraps, with special permission needed from the state of Ohio to gain access. There are also more than 1,900 people buried on the grounds, with their headstones marked by number only, no names attached. Eventually, a large portion of the grounds was given to Ohio University.
One thing that gives this hospital an extra creep factor is the 1978 disappearance of a female patient. Her body was found a year later in an abandoned ward, and you can still see a stain on the floor where her corpse was found, more than three decades later.
Okiku, the haunted doll (Japan) resides at the Mannenji temple in the town of Iwamizawa (Hokkaido prefecture). According to the temple, the doll had short crop hair, but over time it has grown to roughly 10 inches (or 25 cm since the rest of the world uses the MS) and comes down to her knees. The hair is trimmed from time to time, but keeps growning back.
There is a story about a young boy that buys this doll for his little sister who happens to be sick. The little girl passes away due to her sickness a year later. A few weeks later the family started to notice the doll’s hair grow. Okiku is also the name of a maid that committed suicide and haunted her master.
Whatever the story or reason may be behind this creepy doll’s hair growth, this is so fucking creepy.
The skeleton of conjoined twins, which can be seen at The Mutter Museum.
Christine Chubbuck was the first and only TV news reporter to commit suicide during a live television broadcast. On July 15, 1974, eight minutes into the broadcast, the depressed reporter said “In keeping with Channel 40’s policy of bringing you the latest in blood and guts, and in living color, you are going to see another first: an attempted suicide.” With that, Chubbuck drew up a revolver and shot herself in the head
The Old Fisherman (1902)
The painting above by Tivadar Kosztka Csontváry has a pretty amazing secret to it which can be seen by using a mirror.
If you place the mirror exactly in the middle of the painting, on the left, you can see a man — wise-looking and sad — resting with his back to the serene mountains and the calm sea. He is God.
If you look to the right, you will see a man — evil-looking and menacing — with his back to the erupting volcano and the stormy sea. He is Devil