#wolfskuhlen

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Wolfskuhlen, 2006

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Zerfall

The decay of Wolfskuhlen, a house in Germany that is still shrouded in numerous mysteries and legends to this day. I have a special nostalgic connection to this place.

I wonder what those additional structures from the photo of 2000 are.

A picture I took during my last visit

I exactly remember how the air felt back then. It was a very cold day in march.

You can read about my urban exploring experience at Wolfskuhlen here:

I actually had a similar experience. There is a big house called Wolfskuhlen in North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany. I lived not too far away fr

An old drawing I lost the source of

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An amateur urban explorer records his first and only expedition... and my very similar story at Wolfskuhlen

I actually had a similar experience. There is a big house called Wolfskuhlen in North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany. I lived not too far away from it back then. Less than one hour by bicycle… if you know the right way.

Back in 2007, I visited Wolfskuhlen for the first time, being only 15 years old, looking like a small Avril Lavigne. I had an enormous curiosity for horror, mysteries, but also for morbid and disturbing things. (I still have it but not that intense). So, I decided to go there all alone. In 2007, I didn't have a smartphone available, only an old Nokia phone for emergencies. I wrote down some directions and street names and even drew a little map. Equipped with a cheap digital camera and a flashlight, I embarked on a little journey into the unknown.

I completely lost my way amidst all the fields and ended up investigating the wrong forested area where I found the ruins of what seemed to be a small chapel or something like it. It had a big round table, a very small tower, and a well. Very unusual for Germany, especially that area. The atmosphere was somewhat melancholic but beautiful, and I listened to some music there while taking photos. Sadly, I no longer have those photos.

Later, I decided to find Wolfskuhlen. It was getting dark, and it started to get a bit eerie as I rode between the fields. It got darker and darker as the streetlights disappeared when I entered some dirt roads. The light from my bike was very weak, and I started to worry about getting completely lost in the dark. Somehow, I managed to find the house. It was a bit more intact than when I visited it a few years later.

I entered the house and found a strange room in the cellar with upside-down cruciform alcoves in the walls. There were things like candles and all sorts of junk lying around, as well as some creepy-looking metal gear, like big chains and a machine I couldn't recognize.

By now, the moon was shining down. I went behind the house because I had heard about a small graveyard and a bridge being there. There was indeed a bridge, but most of the area was inaccessible due to overgrown vegetation. Wolfskuhlen is surrounded by many legends and mysteries. As far as I know, it was the residence of a count or something like that. It burned down and became an orphanage where terrible things are said to have happened. There are stories about children being buried and walled in while still alive. Later, it burned down again. Some Devil worshippers held rituals or masses there in the 90s.

While returning to my bike, I wanted to go through the house again because it was easier than going around it. The ground was a muddy mess, and the vegetation had been left untended by humans for many years.

Then, I heard something in the house. It sounded like whispering. I took a few steps back, and the sounds disappeared. After a moment of silence, I heard loud footsteps in front of the house. It sounded like someone was walking around out there. It really gave me the chills. I was too afraid to use my flashlight and tried to run away through the area behind the house. I managed to find a small "passage" through the bushes and trees. It seemed like I could reach the road by taking that route. Eventually, I reached the road. I had to go back to the house to get my bike. While unlocking it, I looked back at the house and actually saw two figures - without flashlights or anything. I was almost terrified and drove back to the streets of Budberg (the small town near the house) as fast as I could.

I visited the house a few more times, in 2007 to 2010, I believe. I still dare to walk woods alone, sometimes with a night vision. I see you.

Sadly, the house had almost completely collapsed during our later visits. I wouldn't dare to enter that ruin now. It's too dangerous. I'm not sure how it looks today.

Here is a photograph I took back in 2007:

My reddit-post, containing the photograph: https://www.reddit.com/r/creepy/comments/3u2rko/i_wandered_this_forsaken_place_a_few_years_ago/ (deleted)

This is what Wolfskuhlen looked like a long time ago:

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