Published October 28, 2019 by rochellewisoff

In the spirit of Halloween, Pegman ventures to one of the creepiest places in the United States, the condemned Overbrook Lunatic Asylum in Cedar Grove, New Jersey. A quick Google search will reveal to the writer many horrifying facts about this cursed place, some of which may inspire up to 150 original words to be shared with fellow Pegman adventurers. Feel free to stroll around until you find something you like, then post your work to the InLinks site. Have fun, and happy Halloween!

I’m not sure how original my 150 words are. This story is somewhat out of my comfort zone, which I’m told is a good thing for a writer. 😉 I guess you could say it haunted me.

Many thanks to Josh and Karen for this challenge which is all about location, location, location. 


Word Count: 150


            My brother kicked a pile of chipped paint and crumbled floor. “What a shame they’re tearing down this old loony bin.”

            “Yeah.” Light beamed through a broken window, illuminating a broken-down piano. “Guess we’ll have to find somewhere else.”

            “They say it’s haunted.”

               I startled. The voice belonged to a girl sitting in a lopsided chair. She skimmed her fingertips across the yellowed keys, a faraway look in her sky-blue eyes. “I don’t believe it for a minute, do you?”

            I pointed to her old-fashion nurse’s cap and uniform. “Halloween costume?”

            “Tis the season.” She giggled. “Wanna hear some Scott Joplin?”

             “Maple Leaf Rag” shook the walls.

            When she finished I applauded and turned to my brother. “Is she amazing or what?”

            He scratched his head and sent me a puzzled look. “Who?”  

             I whipped back around to see a tattered nurse’s cap on the keyboard. “Umm…nobody. Race ya home.”



28 comments on “SEEKING ASYLUM

    • Dear Genia,

      I’m so pleased you liked my story. 😀 As for the link, it’s unfortunate. However I don’t facilitate this particular challenge. I’m merely a participant. 😉 For my picture I lifted it from a video documentary about the hospital. What a pity it’s demolished. The outside was beautiful. Seems to me they could’ve made it into a museum. Ah well…”pave Paradise, put up a parking lot.” Thank you.




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