Like Charles Dickens’s Court of Chancery in “Bleak House,” there are some places haunted by a taint of corruption, death and mystery so strong it reeks, no matter how much they’re sprayed with Lysol and presented to the public as prime real estate.
A figurative fog surrounds them, obscuring what might be going on within, above, and, in the worst case scenario, beneath.
Newtown, Connecticut’s Fairfield Hills is one of these. Obviously, “beneath” in the foregoing sentence refers to the tunnels of which, by now, nearly everyone is aware, unless you’ve been living in a bunker yourself for the past decade.
Opened in 1931 as a psychiatric facility and shut down in 1995, Fairfield Hills had more than 60 years to accumulate its ghost stories, weird coincidences and creaky reputation that no amount of public relations oiling has been able to silence.
At least one recent untimely and mysterious death…
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