oldmountainflowers:

St. Michan’s Church (Ireland) is a 330-year-old building sitting on a site that’s almost 600 years older. It is built directly on top of a number of huge 500-year-old burial vaults. These vaults are still full of corpses, stacked in coffins and eerily well-preserved. Some of the coffins have crumbled, while others have collapsed into piles where corpse limbs are sticking out from a mound of broken wood. Some are even completely open, revealing the mummy-like figures within.
Eerie as they may seem, the burial vaults of St. Michan’s are a popular tourist attraction. Many visitors have reported feeling a strange presence, as if there was a “pressure” of living people all around them. The vaults are also filled with a strange murmuring noise, as if many people were whispering just far enough away that you can’t quite make out the words. All of this creates a truly unique and creepy experience that makes it difficult to think that ghosts don’t exist—especially for the many visitors who have been touched by icy, spectral fingers during their visit.

oldmountainflowers:

St. Michan’s Church (Ireland) is a 330-year-old building sitting on a site that’s almost 600 years older. It is built directly on top of a number of huge 500-year-old burial vaults. These vaults are still full of corpses, stacked in coffins and eerily well-preserved. Some of the coffins have crumbled, while others have collapsed into piles where corpse limbs are sticking out from a mound of broken wood. Some are even completely open, revealing the mummy-like figures within.

Eerie as they may seem, the burial vaults of St. Michan’s are a popular tourist attraction. Many visitors have reported feeling a strange presence, as if there was a “pressure” of living people all around them. The vaults are also filled with a strange murmuring noise, as if many people were whispering just far enough away that you can’t quite make out the words. All of this creates a truly unique and creepy experience that makes it difficult to think that ghosts don’t exist—especially for the many visitors who have been touched by icy, spectral fingers during their visit.

(Source: thecadaverousportrait)