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Loftus Hall - Ireland's most haunted

A little aside from the shore and from the village a Hall stands. Weathered, sure, but still in all its glory a moldy, ancient place inhabits. Ireland's most haunted place stands alone in the austere and rather bleak landscape. Read about it here🦇💀

Loftus Hall is said to be one of Ireland’s most haunted mansions. It is thought that the place is haunted by one of the daughters that had an encounter with the devil himself in disguise and never recovered from the shock after she found out the truth. A magnificent and stately manor to look at is Loftus Hall, one of Ireland’s finer ones of the Hook peninsula of County Wexford. This area is a…

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Loftus Hall pt.6- Dakota Laden x Reader

word count:2234

Warnings: Language, slight injury again, 

Summary: Based on season 3, episode 16 of DF. So, all credit to the crew, the show and the channel. The reader is officially on her own, or so she thinks. 

I thought I'd give you guys another chapter since the other one was so short! sorry for using the same gif again guys! forgive me!

I love you to the moon and to Saturn!

-M.G.

(gif not mine!)

Dakota, Chelsea, Alex, and Tanner had gotten up to the third floor and were immediately freaked out by it. “Damn,” Dakota breathed out. “Oh, hell no.” Chelsea followed up her brother’s remark. 

“Actually, screw this floor,” Dakota said as they continued down the hallway. Taking a right turn down another hallway. “This used to be the servant’s quarters. People’s technology rapidly drains up here for some reason. So, I don’t really know what to expect.” he explained as they ventured further into the dark building. 

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“You know, I didn’t know this would happen. I never thought a place would break me like this. I never thought I would end up on the floor crying in the middle of the world’s most haunted mansion. Begging and praying that my boyfriend still loves and wants me. Pleading not to be left, and abandoned here. I mean I always had the thought that it would eventually happen. They would get tired of me and just leave.” you spoke out softly into the pitch-black room.

You made your way back to your camera and picked it up. “This is the worst place I have ever been in my entire life. I have no communication with anyone. I can’t get to Dakota. He won’t hear me, no one will hear me. I’m afraid that I might actually go crazy.” you spoke and sat on the chair with a big sigh. 

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Dakota tried a door on the left but it was locked, he sighed and turned to once again face the narrow path ahead of them. “I do not like the third floor. The hallways are so narrow.” Chelsea whispered.

“Yeah, I mean it’s so constricting.” Tanner agreed with her. 

“I hope (y/n) is ok, I mean that room felt more confined than these hallways do,” Alex spoke his concern. Dakota looked at him and his heart sunk, he had a strange feeling but he hadn’t heard anything from you. 

“Dakota, are we sure she can handle this?” Chelsea asked her brother. 

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You began just rocking back in forth in the chair, though the chair didn’t rock you did. You kept hearing things, that sounded like small scratches down the walls and it made you want to curl up into a ball. 

“I don’t know if you guys can hear this, but it sounds like scratching on the walls,” you whispered and went completely silent to try and capture the sound you were hearing. 

“I have no clue what to do anymore you guys,” you spoke to the camera. 

“I guess I can try the Ovilus again,” you said and turned it on once more. 

“Anne, please, tell me that you’re here. Let me know that it’s you in this room with me,” you spoke. You then heard a whisper in your ear. “I’ve always been here,” a female voice sounded in your ear and your heart stopped. You were in shock.  

You let out a whimper and shut your eyes tightly willing this all to be a dream. Then suddenly the Ovilus went off and it made you jump. You quickly looked at it in shock and placed it in front of the camera. “It said ‘Anne’ “ you said in fear. Once again it went off and you let out a yelp “baby,” was the next word it said and it made you just want to run away as fast as possible but you had nowhere to go. “We’re here,” you once again heard a voice say and you screamed. “Did you hear that?!” you yelled. You tried the walkie again and still, you got nothing. 

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“I’m sure she can, I mean I know she’s scared but it’s (y/n) we’re talking about. She’s brave as hell, she’ll be ok.” Tanner said trying to reassure everyone. Dakota’s heart ached and his mind was beginning to cloud with worry. 

But still, they pushed on. They came across a room that was fairly large and so they stepped in. 

“Jeez, this is actually devastating to think about the series of events that unfolded. They had everything. They had a mansion by the water, they had a beautiful family and one kind gesture just unfolded a terrible, terrible, path for their family.” Chelsea said. Just as Dakota was about to speak the Ovilus went off. They all jumped and shouted at the sudden noise. “Dude what?” Chelsea questioned in confusion. “The Ovilus just said something,” Dakota said.

He hurriedly got it out of his pocket and checked it.

“What?” Chelsea questioned fearfully. Dakota looked panicked as he read it. “It said disaster,” he announced hurriedly. “Holy crap no way,” Tanner said and rushed to see it. 

“Nuh-uh, What?” Alex asked just as scared as everyone else. 

“ I had it off, and somehow it turned on while in my pocket. It said a very relevant word to what we were just talking about. That’s basically what we were saying.” he gestured around. “Is that the family’s life turned into a disaster after that.” he frantically spoke. 

“You didn’t have it on?” Alex asked him. “No, like let me just show people. When you turn the Ovilus on it says ‘dictionary mode’” Dakota explained as he held it up for everyone to see it. “Ready?” he asked, preparing to turn it on. He turned it on and sure enough, it did exactly what he said it would. “We would have heard that,” Dakota said. “We were just talking about how the family’s life went to shambles after letting in a stranger. It was like joining the conversation.” Chelsea rushed out. 

“Yeah,” her brother agreed. “And this is the floor- this is the floor where people’s technology drains.” Dakota described the accounts. “Obviously it didn’t drain, but it almost did the opposite, it turned it on,” Dakota said, you could hear the shock in his tone. 

“You guys, something is with us right now,” Chelsea whispered nervously. “Yeah, you can just feel it.” Tanner agreed with Chelsea. 

Dakota decided to speak up, “Can you give us a word or a letter, something to let us know who we’re talking to right now? Who-- who decided to talk to us?” Dakota asked, hoping to get a response. 

All of them waited, wanting answers to their questions, and still, they got nothing. 

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“The woman’s voice! Did you hear that?” you questioned in fear. You frantically looked around in the dark. “I have no clue what to even do right now. I can’t reach anyone, guys I’m honestly so scared. This is far beyond anything I’ve gone through.” your voice was shaky, you knew the audience would be able to see the tears in your eyes and hear how hard you tried to keep your voice from breaking. 

The atmosphere was incredibly heavy and indescribably sad. You felt like a wound being reopened, you felt like your vulnerability was begin brought out even more just to be fed off of. You were struggling, much like Anne, to keep your sanity. 

You took a deep breath, “Anne please let me know that it really is actually you in this room and not something trying to trick me.” you spoke up. You held the Ovilus in your hand tightly and waited with bated breath for an answer. 

“Real,” the Ovilus sounded off and you jumped at the noise. “Holy crap, it just said ‘real’!” you shouted and showed the camera. “Anne, I’m so sorry they left you here. I’m so sorry that you were alone, I understand how you feel in that way. I feel alone too, I’ve felt abandoned most of my life. And I know that you were, and I am just so so sorry Anne.” you said with a broken voice and your cheeks shimmered a bit with tears. You had no clue what exactly compelled you to tell all of that, but you just felt as though you should have and so you did. 

“Anne do you have anything you’d like to say to me? You can say it through this device in my hand,” you said. You tried to control your emotions but were struggling. You waited for a while and got nothing. Yet still, you heard movement all around you and it was making you feel trapped, and like something was wanting to mess with you. 

 You felt more unsafe than any other place you’d ever gone to.

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Dakota, Chelsea, Alex, and Tanner all were sitting on the third floor trying to communicate with whatever was up there. Still, doing their best to get any answers. 

“Can you please tell us who we’re talking to?” Dakota questioned. “Can you turn off the Ovilus? If you don’t want to use this device can you make a noise or move something in this room? We’re gonna go silent for a little while.” Dakota explained. 

As there was silence in the room Dakota couldn’t help but think of you. He felt a nagging feeling that something may happen to you, but he always felt that way when you were separated at locations. His mind wandered to the problems you had been struggling with lately, and his worry about your emotional state in a place like this. A place like this would feed off of that psychological delicacy.

Chelsea could see that her brother was in his head a bit more that night. He could tell that he was worried, she was too, and all for good reason. 

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You sat there in the dark kind of curling up and trying to escape the place you were. Trying to hide from what you felt around you. 

All of a sudden there were these loud footsteps that came running toward you and immediately you let out a scream, got up from the floor, and ran in the opposite direction. They stopped just as soon as they started and it made you sick, all of the feelings of something surrounding you was making you dizzy, and so when you heard a pound on the door once again you screamed, and you felt like something pushed you to the ground, and was almost dragging you backward and you yelled out in pain when you hit the floor with your existing injuries. You could feel your skin once again rip from the way that you fell and almost sort of slid across the floor. You could feel the blood on your leg and hands, this time you knew you would have multiple bruises from how hard you fell, and where you hit the hardest. 

You began to cry, despite your hurt you scrambled to grab your walkie desperately praying that it would work this time. “Dakota,” You cried heavily. You got absolutely nothing. 

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Still, all was silent on the third floor, until a harsh static came through the walkie again. Everybody jumped. 

“Fuck, why is my walkie doing that?” Dakota questioned. He picked it up and held the button, “Hey. (y/n), can you hear me?” Dakota asked.

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You sat there clutching the walkie, hoping for a response from your boyfriend or any of your friends. You shakily stood up, gripping onto the bed for support, your hands were shaky and blood was slowly seeping through the bandages on your hands, you could feel some blood trickling from your knee as well and it made you cry even more. Another bang sounded at the door and you jumped a bit trying to keep yourself upright. You let out a yelp at the loud noise. 

“Kota!” you called hoping that it may be him outside and trying to get in. so you took shaky steps forward and toward the door. Just as you were about to call again another loud bang echoed through the room and you screamed. 

“Oh my god,” you cried into your hands. “Dakota! Dakota please!” you steamed as loud as you could.

“No, no, no this isn’t happening now,” you cried to yourself. You heard more footsteps and cried harder. “Dakota! Chelsea!” you shrieked. 

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Through the silence, the group heard what sounded like a scream. 

“Wait. Wait did you hear that?” Chelsea rushed out. Everyone had a look of fear and confusion on their faces. 

The scream sounded again, Chelsea immediately leaned forward in her seat “Woah,” she said in shock. “Is that a scream?” Dakota asked nervously. “Sounds like someone yelling,” Chelsea whispered. “Yeah like a distant scream,” Tanner agreed softly. 

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You were basically just screaming now. Screaming for any of them to hear you, pleading. “Tanner, Alex!” you shouted. “Dakota, please come get me, please!” your voice by now was a cry. 

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Dakota picked up the walkie one more time.

“Babe, can you hear us? Are you trying to talk to us?” Dakota asked trying to keep his voice from becoming frantic. They got nothing, “Ok that’s just weird, why is she not responding?” Alex questioned. “We really should go check on her,” Chelsea said with worry in her voice. 

“C’mon let’s go you guys,” Dakota said and immediately stood up to leave. They all followed quickly down the hall. They quickly made their way downstairs. They were on the second flight of stairs when Chelsea heard something. “Wait, sh, sh!” she whisper yelled. 

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You were beginning to get tired from screaming but you couldn’t stop. You were so scared you needed Dakota and he wasn’t hearing you so you just tried harder. 

“Dakota!” your voice broke.

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The Ghost of Loftus Hall

This photo was taken during a tour of Loftus Hall, said to be the most haunted castle in Ireland., 🍀

It was thought at first that it was a reflection of a tourist in a window or other reflective surface. Upon ivestigating the photo however, it was clear that none of the surfaces were reflective and none would have made this image.

One legend of the Hall is that one stormy might a stranger arrived to the shore aboard a ship. This stranger made his way to Loftus Hall and knocked on the door. The butler upon seeing his charm allowed him in out of the rain. So charming was this man that at the end of a few days he had free on the effections of the entire household but none more than the young Anne Tottenham.

As you can see it seems to be an image of a young Lady.

The stranger was invited to stay as long as he liked and stayed on for several more days until one legendary night. The family were seated around the table to play a card game. It was during this card game that Anne dropped one of her cards and when she reached to retrieve it she saw, underneath the table, that the stranger ad removed his shoes and instead of feet, he had hooves. Anne screamed out and in a rage the stranger jumped and flew through the ceiling. Leaving a hole that remains til this day.

The stranger never reappeared and Anne took it very hard. She was said to have lost her mind and began acting animal like. So, the family, having grown ashamed and overwhelmed with Anne, put her into a room known as the Tapestry Room to rest, and it is here that she stayed completely silent until her death in 1775. Anne had sat for so long staring across the sea with her knees drawn up to her chin, that in death her legs could not be straightened and she was buried in the position she had sat in watching for the stranger to return.

The Loftus family abandoned the house in the early years of the 20th century when it was bought by the Sisters of Providence and turned into a convent and school for girls. Then again tragedy struck. Two nuns died mysteriously on the stairs. A cross is carved marking the spot in which they died. It still remains there today.

It changed ownership again in 1983 when Michael Deveraux transformed the building into a hotel, but this too was abandoned in the 1990s and the Hall remained empty until a few years ago. It opened for tours for those brave enough to enter her doors. That is where the photo comes in. It was during one of those tours in which the photo was taken.

It wasn’t until he’d left the Loftus Hall grounds that he noticed the figure – who they believe is the spirit of little Anne Tottenham – and the face of an old lady at the window.

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Loftus Hall - Co. Wexford

Loftus Hall is well known in Ireland, especially among those who like to read hair-raising tales and gruesome deaths.

Many call Loftus Hall the most haunted house in Ireland. It's tales of death's and hauntings all start from when it was built.

It all begins around 1170 AD when Raymond Fitzgerald landed in Hook Peninsula, Co. Wexford. He, along with a small group of Norman's helped to enforce Norman rule over Ireland. He build a castle in the spot of Loftus Hall but it fell into disrepair in 1350. His descendants build a new castle called 'The Hall' . It stayed with in that family until the mid-1600. That was when the Irish Confederate war broke out. The castle was repeatedly attacked untill it was eventually confiscated under cromwellian confiscation rule. It was put up for auction and in 1666 Henry Loftus bought it and renamed it Loftus Hall.

Henry Loftus rebuilt the hall and no money was spared. Amazing mosaic floors and hand carved grand stair cases the place was fit for a queen, unfortunately though she never visited.

The first and most shocking thing happened in the mid-1600. The son in law, Charles had married Henry's daughter Anne and they had six children. Two girls Anne and Elizabeth. Henry's daughter, Charles' wife died when the two daughters were still young and so Charles remarried to his cousin Jane. They live together with his daughter Anne in Loftus Hall.

One night there was a awful storm and they heard a knocking on the door. There was a young gentleman, asking for shelter. He was let in and ended up stayed for several weeks. During this time young Anne fell in love with this gentleman and spent many hours talking to him in the tapestry room.

As the story goes, one night everyone decided to play a game of cards. When Anne leaned down under the table, to pick up a card she had dropped she noticed the young gentleman's feet, where he should have feet he had cloven hooves. She jumped up screaming loudly. He stood and exposed himself as the devil. He suddenly turned into a ball of fire and shot up through the roof, leaving a hole in the ceiling. Anne was traumatized, her mental state never recovered. Embarrassed by her state, her family confined her to a room. She died in 1775 and since then the Hall has been plagued by poltergeist activity.

In the early 20th century the Hall was bought by the sister's of Providence who converted it into a school for young girls who wanted to join the order. Towards the end of the sister owning the hall their was a handyman who would do odd jobs for the sister's. This man is a family friend and has told my family an interesting tale of Loftus Hall. The hole in the ceiling that the devil caused no matter how many times he would fix it, the next day it would be there again.

In 2011 it was bought by its current owners and you can have guided tours around the ground floor. It is done as a horror amusement tour rather then the history, but is a interesting place to visit. I would recommend staying away at Halloween time as the price goes up.

It has also been investigated by 'Ghost Adventures' and they were, as far as I know the only ones ever allowed to investigate the building.

I went with my family and my dad has always been a person who be more susceptible to the supernatural. When we left Loftus Hall he immediately got sick. We know it wasn't food poisoning as we all ate the same soup my mum had made. It has happened to him before when we left a supposedly haunted place in Liverpool. So do I believe it's haunted? I don't know.

Why don't you go and see for yourself?

Tell me what you think of it if you have been.

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Haunt Spots Episode 17: Loftus Hall

On this episode we talk about the devil and the legend of Loftus Hall. Plus we talk about a cursed vase that kills people. If you like our podcast consider supporting us on Patreon 

Sources: https://www.loftushall.ie/about/ 

https://www.independent.ie/regionals/newrossstandard/news/the-legend-of-loftus-hall-29301690.html  

https://www.authenticireland.com/blog/loftus-hall/ 

http://www.libraryireland.com/biography/RaymondFitzGeraldorLeGros.php 

https://www.amazon.com/Irish-Ghost-Stories-Padraic-OFarrell/dp/0717136337 

Photo: https://metro.co.uk/2014/08/27/ghost-of-little-girl-photographed-in-notorious-haunted-mansion-loftus-hall-4848380/  

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