St George's Hall
I admit I remainskeptical too of many of the stories of demons and such but I'mquite happy about ghost. Not being a religious person I'm at aloss to explain them further than the power of the human mind,maybe some kind of cosmic energy. With the ghost at my mothershouse it was as if she had never died at all, she wasn't re-enactingold scenes but interacting with our lives, perhaps she was justborrowing a bit of the life-force of the new born children. Isuppose we will never know and one theory is just as good as thenext.
In my story I told about the place on my mothers stairs that myfriends don't like, I know of one place that makes that cool spotfeel like a sauna. In Liverpool where I work, there is a buildingcalled St Georges Hall it was built back in the 1880's as a civicbuilding combining law courts, theater and festival hall. It'snow mostly disused, the courts have been relocated and becausethe building does not meet modern fire escape regulations onlythe main hall is now in use. Anyway I digress, as part of my workI have been all over St Georges Hall, from roof top to basement'sand all areas in between. The Hall has many ghost stories none ofwhich I will go into just now, but let's just say it's well knownfor it.
One day I was being given a bit of a tour of the disused courts,only we did not have the key to the public entrance so we had toget in from the holding cells area and enter via the doc. Thereis a narrow flight of stairs which leads from the cells to thecourt barred by a huge self closing door, when I moved into thatpassage I got the strangest feeling, I went ice cold. The feelingwas that I had been there before was so strong it was almostoverwhelming and I was quite spooked by it to say the least.
I can't explain it, but I guess if a place exists that has seenthe very worst of emotions expressed at their most intense levelsthat passage is it. I guess a lot of evil has passed up thatstaircase too, or maybe it was a flash from a past life (I hopenot). I shall never forget that I knew where I was, I even knewthe court room I passed up into.
I wonder if there are any court warders or prison guards outthere who have found similar experiences?