This was taken at the Old Adelaide Jail while I was visiting there a couple of years ago. I knew the manager so he took me to the cells prisoners were put into when they were about to be hung, which is normally off limits to the public due to the state of disrepair this ward was in.
The Old Jail is a formidable looking place where you can feel the negativity and sadness as soon as you pass through the gates. The last hanging in the prison was in the 1960’s.
Normally I would enter a room like this but this tiny room made every nerve in my body scream out “Do Not Enter”! so taking note of my instincts I didn’t.
I took this photo from the door way and on seeing what I captured I am so glad I didn’t go into the tiny room. The feeling was so strong of being watched. While there I felt nauseous and a strong stench flowed over me in waves.
I don’t know who this is, but I do know anyone that stayed in this cell was hung the next morning.
I had a few unexplainable experiences while at the jail, which Ill write about later.