Footsteps, Apparitions, Disembodied Voices

Ask yourself. Do some souls cross over, while others remain trapped in the veil?

Evil men who did evil things were imprisoned here, with many locked away for the rest of their lives. And while the death penalty was never carried out at Brushy, more than a few died of natural causes or in the mines. Others met their end with the blade of a meat cleaver or a shiv, the final blow delivered by the violent hands of fellow inmate.

These are the souls that haunt this stone-cold fortress, whose spirits refuse to cross over. Who remain here because they have unfinished business. 

Visitors have been touched, shoved, scratched and even growled at. Nevertheless, they have a cautious fascination with this unexplained world of the undead.