So before I write any of this I want to stress that I am not crazy, religious, etc, nor did I believe in ghosts or paranormal things such as this before any of this happened.
I came across your thread looking for photos of the old place and I normally wouldn't bother writing back to these types of things but when you mentioned the 'music box' playing my hair stood on end.
About 10 years ago in my teenage years, I lived in Macleod, my house backed right on to the nature reserve which backed on to Mont Park. Needless to say, my friends and I spent many days exploring this old place and I will recount to you the things that have stuck in my mind.
The first is one time when we were mucking around in one of the houses inside the park on cherry st.
At this stage I didn't believe in ghosts and there were some red curtains on the ground. I know this sounds silly, but I was bored... I arranged them to make a circle on the ground and then placed some Salada crackers in the middle of the circle. I then started using the loose sticks of grout from around the fireplace to jokingly spell the words 'help yourselves'. I got up to 'help your..' and turned to pick up more grout and when I turned back a second later the 'y' was missing, now spelling "help our". I asked my friends if they had done it as a joke but they thought it was stupid, 'why would we do that?' they asked. I knew anyway that it hadn't been them because they were on the other side of the room and wouldn't have had time to do it, plus I would have noticed them walk over. I have attached a bird's eye view diagram to give you an idea of how it all looked. Please note the 'Help Our' would have been upside down and facing me. (sorry about awful drawing.)
Another time three friends and myself were at the park in the middle of the night, (around midnight) years after the park was closed down and abandoned. I have to be honest and say we had had a couple of joints, but all four of us could collaborate each other's story at the same time.
We were hanging around our car in the asylum outside a building that was either this building or one that looked much like it.
www.eidolonparanormal.net/apps/forums/topics/show/2899018-bundoora-larundel-mental-asylum"
I soon started hearing very strange music, like something you might hear at a very old fashioned circus, it made me think of one of those carts with the mini organs on them. It wasnt until I read this post about the music box that I realized that I wasn't the only person who must have heard this! At the time I had no idea what type of instrument was playing. I have had a quick look on wikipedia and the closest I can come to it is this.
http://www.archive.o...icBox-Sammy1903
The instrument is right but the tune was much more 'circusey' Anyway, VERY ****ING CREEPY!
Although I was the only one who could hear the music, a light switched on in the far top right room, and all of us saw it and were like WTF? I was really scared by then and wanted to leave but the others wanted to investigate. I could still hear the music and it sounded as if it was coming from exactly that room.
I was begging, almost crying that we leave, and as the others stared at the light coming from the room to see who had turned it on, a 'man' appeared and started 'gliding' up the steps you can see in the pic. When I say he appeared I mean, he came out of no where. He then proceeded to glide up the steps with his back to us, (he had no feet, his legs just kind of hovered about 10cms off the ground and then kind of faded towards where his feet should have been.) he never turned to look at us, all we saw was the back of him. He got to the top and disappeared just as quickly as he had appeared. At that moment, we all scrambled into the car, slamming and locking the doors as the driver took off. We all saw the guy, at the same time. We could even describe to each other exactly what he was wearing, as in I said he was wearing a blue flannel shirt and the others could describe his stonewashed jeans and long mullet haircut, which I could confirm too. And we all knew he had no feet!
We got out of there and after that I never went back after dark.
Although it was 10 years ago, you don't forget something like that.
A few other things happened such as doors slamming and candles going out even though there was no wind and most of the time we were inside, but nothing as significant as that. It is such a shame they knocked the place down, it has such a history and is such a magical place, but I can't believe people pay to live on the site in the new estates. If you ask me they are the crazy ones!
Edited by Ruddy, 29 December 2010 - 04:16 AM.