"About 2 years ago my friends and I had found out about an abandoned, insane asylum located in Downey, California. Being the curious 17 year olds that we were, we decided it'd be a good idea to go explore this abandoned facility just to see what we could find inside. So on a Saturday night we gathered a few more of our friends and made the drive out to Downey so we could explore this building for ourselves.
After about 30 minutes of driving we arrive in Downey and make our way through the city to where the asylum is located. The closer we get, the shadier and shadier the neighborhoods we're passing through become and after about another 15 minutes of driving we arrive at our destination.
We park the car, climb through a hole in the fence, and make our way into the building to see what we could find. To be honest, it started out not being too bad. Considering we had about 10 people, we were thinking, "What's the worst that could happen to a group of 10 people." So we meander through the building, looking at all the broken furniture scattered throughout the rooms, the patient files thrown upon the floor, and we're pretty much just having a good time looking at once was this weird, mental institution. But this is where shit gets weird.
As we're walking we of course had a flashlight pointed down the hallway because the power that was once in this building was and is clearly out. But as we're walking with our flashlight pointed ahead of us and we come to a corner, we see the adjacent wall of the corner light up from what we assumed was another flashlight and sure enough we turn the corner and there's another group of 4 kids; shady, weird fucking kids. We confront each other and the ask us if we'd been to The Slide. We politely answer no because we have no idea what they're talking about and they tell us that we should follow them. Of course, we decline because we're getting weird vibes from these people and as they're talking amongst themselves one of the kids comes up to me with, I kid you not, a solid 6 inch long bowie knife looking thing. "Isn't this cool? Look what I found," as he moves the knife closer to my face. I politely answer what a cool find that is and we start to back away telling them that we're going to go explore the roof of the building. Surprisingly they say alright and they turn the corner and continue on their way.
Alright, now that was out of the way, I'm seriously beginning to feel weird about being in this place and about how we're definitely not supposed to be here. So at that point I say fuck it, we need to go to the roof, go down the fire escape, and get out of here. So we make our way to the roof and we're sitting there plotting our escape. Like I said, people are not supposed to be in the asylum so they have a police car stationed at the main gate to make sure no one comes in. So as we're up there we try and figure out the best path to get out of here without getting noticed by the police. That's when my friend sees a fire escape ladder coming down off of this higher portion of the roof. We decide that that is probably our best bet so we grab a small ladder that will be able to boost us up onto this higher portion of the roof. My friend Jonah goes up and immediately turns around so he could help other people out by pulling them up. As I'm getting myself up there, my heart completely fucking sinks.
"Jonah, did you not see this when you got up here," I whisper. "What the fuck are you talking about man," he responds. I'm looking forward and he slowly turns to see what was pretty much our worst fucking nightmare. There's about 15 hooded people sitting in a circle up there surrounding a burning cat or some other dead animal. These motherfuckers are talking in tongues and just making noises which seemed satanic. As we're both getting down we get noticed and they start talking amongst themselves in this weird language and as soon as we get down these motherfuckers stand up and start sprinting towards us.
I tell everyone to ditch the idea of the fire escape and not to worry about the cop, we need to get the fuck out of here. So we start sprinting through this building with this cult in close pursuit behind us. We miraculously make it of the building and are starting to run across the field to the main gate and as we're doing so the cop notices all the commotion, turns on his sirens, and comes driving in. Thank god he manages to cut the cult off from us and he starts to chase them as we get away safely.
Honestly, I can safely say it was the scariest experience of my life. What would we have done if they'd taken one of our friends? Would we have to go back in and confront them? I don't know and I'm glad that it didn't happen." - redditor Oakles
Let's say you were among the group of kids that snuck into the asylum. Let's say the location took place in a small town off the coast of Washington, with barely a population of 1000 people. how many other people must be involved in this cult? What if they knew who you were? What if they already controlled the town?
Now, it's just you and your friends. Trying to uncover the conspiracy of the Downy Asylum Cult.
After about 30 minutes of driving we arrive in Downey and make our way through the city to where the asylum is located. The closer we get, the shadier and shadier the neighborhoods we're passing through become and after about another 15 minutes of driving we arrive at our destination.
We park the car, climb through a hole in the fence, and make our way into the building to see what we could find. To be honest, it started out not being too bad. Considering we had about 10 people, we were thinking, "What's the worst that could happen to a group of 10 people." So we meander through the building, looking at all the broken furniture scattered throughout the rooms, the patient files thrown upon the floor, and we're pretty much just having a good time looking at once was this weird, mental institution. But this is where shit gets weird.
As we're walking we of course had a flashlight pointed down the hallway because the power that was once in this building was and is clearly out. But as we're walking with our flashlight pointed ahead of us and we come to a corner, we see the adjacent wall of the corner light up from what we assumed was another flashlight and sure enough we turn the corner and there's another group of 4 kids; shady, weird fucking kids. We confront each other and the ask us if we'd been to The Slide. We politely answer no because we have no idea what they're talking about and they tell us that we should follow them. Of course, we decline because we're getting weird vibes from these people and as they're talking amongst themselves one of the kids comes up to me with, I kid you not, a solid 6 inch long bowie knife looking thing. "Isn't this cool? Look what I found," as he moves the knife closer to my face. I politely answer what a cool find that is and we start to back away telling them that we're going to go explore the roof of the building. Surprisingly they say alright and they turn the corner and continue on their way.
Alright, now that was out of the way, I'm seriously beginning to feel weird about being in this place and about how we're definitely not supposed to be here. So at that point I say fuck it, we need to go to the roof, go down the fire escape, and get out of here. So we make our way to the roof and we're sitting there plotting our escape. Like I said, people are not supposed to be in the asylum so they have a police car stationed at the main gate to make sure no one comes in. So as we're up there we try and figure out the best path to get out of here without getting noticed by the police. That's when my friend sees a fire escape ladder coming down off of this higher portion of the roof. We decide that that is probably our best bet so we grab a small ladder that will be able to boost us up onto this higher portion of the roof. My friend Jonah goes up and immediately turns around so he could help other people out by pulling them up. As I'm getting myself up there, my heart completely fucking sinks.
"Jonah, did you not see this when you got up here," I whisper. "What the fuck are you talking about man," he responds. I'm looking forward and he slowly turns to see what was pretty much our worst fucking nightmare. There's about 15 hooded people sitting in a circle up there surrounding a burning cat or some other dead animal. These motherfuckers are talking in tongues and just making noises which seemed satanic. As we're both getting down we get noticed and they start talking amongst themselves in this weird language and as soon as we get down these motherfuckers stand up and start sprinting towards us.
I tell everyone to ditch the idea of the fire escape and not to worry about the cop, we need to get the fuck out of here. So we start sprinting through this building with this cult in close pursuit behind us. We miraculously make it of the building and are starting to run across the field to the main gate and as we're doing so the cop notices all the commotion, turns on his sirens, and comes driving in. Thank god he manages to cut the cult off from us and he starts to chase them as we get away safely.
Honestly, I can safely say it was the scariest experience of my life. What would we have done if they'd taken one of our friends? Would we have to go back in and confront them? I don't know and I'm glad that it didn't happen." - redditor Oakles
Let's say you were among the group of kids that snuck into the asylum. Let's say the location took place in a small town off the coast of Washington, with barely a population of 1000 people. how many other people must be involved in this cult? What if they knew who you were? What if they already controlled the town?
Now, it's just you and your friends. Trying to uncover the conspiracy of the Downy Asylum Cult.
