Mad House ®

Mad House by M , Magik
Welcome to Mad House

Lots to say. Plenty of books. Stay tuned. ( Keep checking in for updates. )

For now:

M speaking- I don’t know which story to start with !!! I have written much about in various ways about my time here and the stories others have told me dead and alive. My suitcase is still missing though and the evil ones have stolen much of the story already. But, I have worked hard to keep the story true and untainted amongst the evil.

M

She came to a strange place….

The

Mad House

Many have walked through these doors.

This place has seen more than most people in their entire life.

It’s Alive.

Photo by M

In a city called San Bernardino in California.

A building calls people from far and wide.

Did you know Buildings are alive ?

How do buildings come alive ?

How can a Building touch so many whether they know it or not ?

All of these questions answered.

From the first time M walked in to being a Ghost Picture on the wall…

Masonic photo of M

” Crossing the Bridge ”

It was the first time M had crossed the bridge and her first “rave” party ever.

M was surprised such a strange building would hold a party.

There were rules on the door to the party with security at front checking people.

Normally M checks the rules in places to make sure am ok and such but immediately M saw one of the rules violated. No shirt no entey. Well right in front of M was a guy with no shirt let in. Clearly the rules did not mean anything. M couldn’t decide if that helped her relax about crossing the bridge and being at a party for the first time or scared M more.

Strange people with strange eyes all around.

So many emotions about this place.

Like a rose eyed googled love you work so hard for that rips your heart out.


*Part of M story But since M / Pulp Fiction TRUE version/ Mr. Wallace / More story so long and stories are interconnected I will add clues to help where to look.


The MANY Faces of The Elks


Everyone has seen a different side to this building.

Perhaps even the best way to describe it is unreal.

I sat with many and heard stories. Old and young.

I have eve heard the Dead speak & tell their stories there.

One time when M was in the back after closing & for sure no one was inside.

First there were scratching noises along the wall & then screams and these heavy doors started shaking !!!! Impossible for the height of a human & it was confirmed no one was inside with cameras.

Sesh at Mad House
Flaco Dancing back of Mad House

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