Date: August 17th, 2024
Time: 12-4pm SLT
Location: Hathian Museum & Galleries
Dress Code: Formal Attire, Masquerade
Events: Dancing, Drinks, & Auction of Historical Asylum Artifacts Proceeds to Benefit the Restoration of Stillwaters Asylum
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Sponsors: Stillwaters Asylum Hathian Museum & Galleries Barracuda’s Bar
Please join us in bringing awareness to the Mental Health Crisis in both Hathian and Laveau and aid us in our mission to raise funding for the renovation of the facilities at Stillwaters Asylum
Auction Lots
The asylum has provided details of the six lots available for auction, you may expand the images by clicking. We’ve also carried the details of an item, for more stories visit the Museum for a pre-viewing of them, where posters outline their history ((Notecards you can click for each story!)):
((Image credit: Darkstalker Darkfold))
Item: Possessed Puppet
Date Range: 1920-1930
Location Found: Stillwaters Asylum – formerly Laveau Asylum
Verified by: Laveau Historical Society
History:
In a dimly lit corner of one of the asylum’s now empty rooms, shadows cling like malevolent spirits around an abandoned puppet, unlike any other. It’s wooden face bore a sinister smile, its dark button eyes holding a malicious glare that seemed to follow any that dared to glance its way. The nurses had once whispered of its origins but no one really knew for sure where he’d come from. Perhaps a cursed relic, brought in to bring delight to the more childlike souls? Perhaps it had come in with one of the patients? No one ever truly discovered the truth.
Almost as soon as it arrived though, patients began to claim to hear its wooden arms creaking at night, its box dragging along the cold cement floors, creeping ever closer, whispering promises of freedom laced with darker intentions beneath the door. Patients would wake in horror, screaming of its instructions, its chilling voice echoing in their minds even when the puppet was removed from sight.
At first the staff chalked it up to the delusions of the mentally ill, eventually though, even they couldn’t deny the strange and frightening happenings that began to plague the asylum. Doors would slam shut, objects would mysteriously disappear only to reappear in unsettling places. The evil that resided within it wielding a power that defied rational explanation, ensnaring the asylum in a web of fear and despair that no amount of therapy could ever hope to unravel.
Time though, claimed everything and the asylum was no different. The building eventually closed down and fell into a dilapidated state, the rooms becoming empty, the staff no longer walking up and down the halls. And there, in that horrible silence was the puppet, patiently waiting for a chance to cause its havoc once more, waiting for signs of life to come.
