hopefully provided a bit of chilly Summer fun last time, when
we visited the old Duncan mansion in Manhattan Beach, it seemed
appropriate at this happy time of year, when the days at last
begin to shorten, and a certain welcome coolness begins to linger
ever longer in the air, that I continue our examination of some
of the South Bay's more ominous edifices. This time, let us turn
our collective gaze South, to that delightful and unavoidable
bit of landscape known as the Palos Verdes Peninsula.
I know that either I or the Daily Breeze have undoubtedly done
that haunted Lighthouse to death, and musings about the possible
presence of lost souls near those treacherous cliffs are somewhat
ubiquitous, but I was thinking specifically of seeking out more
actual haunted houses, if any are there to be found.
it happens, there is one fairly near the aforementioned lighthouse,
very near Ladera Linda Park in the Portuguese Bend area. That
is, there used to be such a house. You see, it burned down many
years ago -- not long after the murders...
yes, apparently a teenaged boy went a little crazy one night,
and did his entire family in, including himself. As mentioned,
the whole place burned to the ground soon thereafter.
is interesting is that the lot, known to local residents as The
Spike, remains vacant to this day! No one has yet been able to
successfully build on it. Those who have tried have encountered
strange lights and sounds, and workers at the site have typically
become dreadfully and mysteriously ill.
who are driven by morbid curiosity to seek this place out typically
regret dong so. They report sensing overwhelming emotions emanating
from the site ranging from deep sadness to terrible rage. There
have even been reports that, on certain foggy evenings, the house
itself will reappear...
the most chilling report I have yet heard actually happened about
two years ago, in the summer of 2008. It seems that two friends
decided to see this place for themselves, arriving one very dark
night at around two in the morning. There was no one around, and,
disappointingly, nothing at all happened as they wandered around
the vacant lot. They finally gave up, got back in the car, and
one of them began to tremble, telling the other, "Look at
both the driver's and passenger's windows, they could see quite
clearly the brand new imprints of tiny little hands!