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If you’re ever in plymouth late at night and feel like really creeping yourself out, head to the bombed out church next to the shopping centre late at night.

Its really well lit, which just adds to the creepyness, screwing with your night vision enough to give anything that might want to eat your soul (or your wallet) plenty of shadows to hide in. Its in the middle of a roundabout and with all the windows long since blown out during the war, you can just hear random snatches of voices from people over the sound of the cars, giving a ghostly haunted voice effect.
The whole place was bombed out during world war two, taking the windows, roof and furniture to a better and temporarily airborne afterlife. Open plan is not the word to describe it. Exposed would be more accurate. As in the military definition of exposed. As in the kind of exposed where your animal sith sense is constantly checking ever corner and expecting something to sneak up behind you.

also, there was a complete set of womans clothes strewn about in there…I can easily imaging why they came off, it seems like a good place for some late night hanky panky, but the question is why didn’t they put them back on afterwards?