I am about to take the ferry to Staten Island and go to something called the

Cresher Mansion. I've basically been invited out here by someone I've never

met a woman I've only texted with and God this is sounding like a terrible

plan. I'm oh crap it's time to go and they got to get on the ferry. Okay I'm

the ferry. I'm doing the rest and this is out a

subscribe. A celebration of the world's strange incredible and wondrous places.

Today I'm going to the Cresher Mansion on Staten Island to visit the house. Find out

what happened there. I figure out what this is all about. Oh yeah yeah what did I

get myself into.

So a few years ago Atlas Obscura received a tip about this house called the

Cresher Mansion. The email said the house had this amazing backstory with ghosts and

mafia and movie stars and nothing really ever came of it but it always stuck

with me and a few weeks ago we got another message from the same person. It said do

you want to go on a field trip. Signed by Ezzy. An invitation from a stranger to a

decrepit spooky Staten Island mansion. Yes please and so I found myself on a rainy

afternoon taking the ferry to a car to the west end of Staten Island not to meet

Ezzy but to meet a guy that she said would let me into the house. Okay I just got out of the car.

It just got out of the car and I am here and man there's like a little mini mall

across the street like New York City Transit bus depot next to it and then all by

itself in in the middle of a big lawn is what honestly looks like the Adam's family

mansion. Oh and that is the sound of shooting. Hey Mike how you doing? Yeah alright hang on.

Is there a shooting range nearby? Oh behind. Okay got it got it. Hey how you doing?

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