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Yea,
though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil... Psalms
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The large, abandoned house lay just off of Route 79 in Freehold,
but if you didn't know it was there, you could miss it- nearly buried under a heap of
vines, branches, and grotesquely twisted trees |
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I pulled the Exploiter off of the main road and onto the narrow
tree-shaded lane that ran alongside the old farmhouse. The house was really big, and still
had a ton of stuff inside, although it was pretty trashed in there. It was hard to get
really close because of the choking vines and brambles hugging the house on all sides. I
did notice that there was no graffiti anywhere on or around the place, (which is unusual
for an abandoned site, unfortunately)... and I did somehow find something creepy about
that!? The whole house in general was giving me a very intensely creepy vibe... |
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I had the luck of getting there just around sunset, and I really didn't
like the idea of being out there all alone in the dark... the place was eerie enough in
the daytime! The sun was sinking toward the horizon as I explored the grounds around the
house, marveling at how tightly the trees had woven themselves around and even through
the old structure... it's like they were devouring the house, swallowing it whole. They
had poked their branches through wood, plaster, even window panes in their quest to
overtake the house... |
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The ground floor windows were mostly inaccessible or dangerous
looking, and parts of the house looked like they were ready to fall right off... I decided
against trying to get inside. Just walking around the place was hard enough, as thickly
wooded as it was. The place looked like it might have been an old farmhouse at some point
in time, with fields around it on the other sides of the trees. A spindly spider (above,
right) was the only occupant of the house that I encountered while I was there (thank
goodness!) |
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Looking at it from some angles, it looked very Night-Of-The-Living-Dead-ish
(I am kicking myself in the ass for not getting some b&w shots of it, duh!) Like I
said, it was a pretty good sized place, and it had all the components needed to
qualify for true creepiness... |
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In some spots, the trees had just pressed up against the house so
closely... taking it over. It was quite a sight, some of the trunks wrapped against the
angles of the house like giant petrified snakes; there were even branches coming out from
inside the house in some places! And there were very strange things caught in the
trees all around the house- bits of torn clothing, kitchen utensils, toys... even a baby
bottle tangled in the branches high up above the second story of the house (above,
right) |
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There was even moss blanketing the outer walls of the house, making
the vegetative takeover near-complete. Lots of the windows still had glass in the panes,
and I kept seeing funky reflections from the woods on the glass that were sort of freaky.
I peeked inside a few of the them; there was still lots of stuff inside the house... like
furniture, paintings, lamps, papers, and more. It was a very desolate feeling, to see that
stuff lying there abandoned like that, and wondering... why? |
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The opening to the basement is visible, but shrouded in thorny
brambles. So are most of the windows, for that matter. A long porch ran the length of the
house, painted green and rotting in most places. I did stumble across a building back
behind the house that was nearly 100% obscured by foliage (above, right) I almost
didn't see it! It was really covered up completely.
By this point, the
sun was going down, and I sure didn't want to be out there after dark, all alone; I had
caught quite a few pics anyway, so I decided to head home. This place really had a
malevolent, unwelcoming vibe... I don't quite know what it was about it, but it was spooky
around there! I kept getting this mental image of the trees creeping up, around, and
gripping the structure tightly like taloned hands, punching holes into the wooden frame as
they dragged the whole house down into this giant mouth in the ground... lined with moss
and brambles and jagged logs for teeth. I kept hearing noises from inside the brambles and
vines, and monster-tree scenes from movies like Poltergeist & the Evil Dead were
running through my imagination at that point! So, I opted for the safe interior of the
Exploiter, and got the Hell outta there...
I wonder about the
history of the place... what did it used to be? Who used to live there? And why was it
deserted that way, left for the greedy trees of the hungry forest?
The
Twisted-Tree House, an old abandoned farmhouse slowly being devoured by hungry trees... a
large, rambling, shingled nightmare... turn your desktop into a virtual haunted,
tree-smothered farmhouse with a TH wallpaper
Do you have any background information or stories to tell about this abandoned
site?
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