In college we used to go to Crybaby Lane. It's a deserted alley and field where an orphanage used to be. One night in the early 1900s it burned down, killing all the children who lived inside. If you go there now, you can still smell the burning building. The longer you stay, the more likely you are to hear wailing children. One of my friends who went felt like they were choking on smoke when they walked onto the property.