So the wife of the guy who made the Winchester rifle during the civil war built the this giant house until the day she died because of some superstition that the people killed by the rifle were going to haunt her.
My mom and I checked it out. It's a beautiful Victorian house With tons of room and doors.
One of the cool things was that a good number of the doors went absolutely nowhere, either to a brick wall or to open space. There was also this staircase that get closer and closer to the ceiling until it touched like something out of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.
I got some great photos and I'm hoping to process them with HDR and make the look at real and such. That's my thing. I'm into hyperrealistic photography.
It was hard to take everything in, but I could appreciate some of the detail. Everything had detail everything there had a reason. Everything from the door hinges to the room design.
I told my roommate about it and started explaining when he cut me off with “Uh, dude, I founded the supernatural club. Of course I know about the Winchester mansion.” Well. It was still cool to me.
I'm glad I went. Can't wait to process these photos!
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