I visited during Halloween month a few years back to see my son who was participating in a recreation of the trials. Although fascinating history, certain store owners and visitors gave me the creeps so much I wanted to leave as fast as I could. I felt a deep repulsion in my soul. I know that sounds strange and I have rarely felt that way in other places.
I know what you mean. Certain places leave that kind of impression. I had it once in Portland, LOL.
I know what you mean. I grew up in North Andover, which at the time was still part of Andover and bordered the part of Salem where the trials took place, which would later splinter off to become the town of Danvers. Still a dark and harsh place in many ways. The native populace is quite closed off and judgemental to this day. Had itermmittent cases of the heebie-jeebies my whole childhood.