As a paranormal blogger, a lot of people ask me about my most favorite horror movie.
And I have to say this movie. It really gave me the creeps. Also, you may or may not know, but there’s REAL event behind it.
Centralia, Pennsyvania was once a bustling mine town.
A fire at the town dump ignited an exposed coal seam, setting off a MASSIVE fire that eventually led to the demolition of nearly every building in Centralia — a whole community of 1,400 simply gone.
This fire still burns TODAY. The entire city is abandoned.
Actually, it isn’t completely abandoned. There is a population of 10(as of 2012) and it still remains the least-populated municipality in Pennsylvania.
Thank you for the added information.
Anyway here are some connections of Centralia with the game/movie I got from this site
The fog effect in the game represents that constant carbon monoxide gas that keeps spewing up from underneath, creating the smokey poisonous atmosphere in Centralia. .
The empty foggy town of Centralia, which had general stores, elementary schools, post office’s and other stores, represent the town Silent Hill.
The constant road blocks that you witness in the game when you reach a caved in dead end, represent the unexpected route blocks that are distributed outside of Centralia, which are put their as part of a safety procedure leaving only one road available to enter Centralia. This is also another element that is displayed in the movie and games.
The secret society within Silent Hill, represent the Molly McGuire’s, a secret society consisting of Irish only, that use to coincide within the town during the 1800’s. They were known for kidnapping people and their criminal activities within Centralia.
For all those heavily debating amongst themselves about whether Centralia influenced the movie or the game, can we all just be friends and enjoy the realized connections between the real event and the movie/game regardless of what came first
This post said that there’s a real event behind the video/game and that there are connections (which there are), and not that this thing is based on the other thing.
Let me tell you guys a thing. Centralia is an amazing place. This past winter I drove there with the wife, intending to find the actual place where the road opens up into the mines below, and you can see the carbon monoxide spewing up out of the cracks in the road. The roads were a little nasty, so before we got to see the crack in the road, I wrecked the wife’s car and totaled it. My front teeth cut off a small part of my lip, and I sprained the wife’s ankle pretty badly. But before that happened, we saw some shit, let me tell you.
As of 2010, there were ten residents still living there, down from a population of over 1000 in 1981. Keep in mind, the fire has been burning since 1962. As of 2013, there were seven remaining residents of Centralia.
The Commonwealth of Pennsylvania claimed it under eminent domain in 1992. What that means is, once the 10 people living there have died, the state claims the right of ownership to their property. In 1992, the Commonwealth condemned every building in Centralia, and in 2002, it’s zip code was revoked.
The town surrounding it is kind of weird about the whole thing. They get tons of tourists and adventure-type people wanting to see the place, so they’re all kind of close-mouthed about it, even the younger generation. We went into the next town over into a Subway and asked the young girl working the counter what she knew about it, and the five other people in the place got quiet so fast you’d think they’d gone mute. They don’t want to talk about it, and they don’t want to think about it. We were trying to get directions to exactly where the crack in the road is, and as of this moment, about six months later, we still don’t know where it is. It’s kind of frowned-upon to go there because the road could collapse under you at any moment, so it’s seriously dangerous.
But while we were driving around for four hours trying to find the crack, we saw incredible things. In several places, off of side streets which clearly once used to be small neighborhoods, you can see the foundations of houses, grown over with grass and weeds. One road we went down dead-ended in a huge pile of trash. Stuff that was relatively recently abandoned, too. Dolls, bathtubs, empty milk cartons. Couches, cleaning supplies, empty food containers. In the foundation of one of the houses we saw a baby blanket.
There are only a few buildings remaining standing; one is the building that used to be the post office, which still has Centralia’s old postal code, 17921, on the side in metal lettering. It is untouched, but completely abandoned.
I plan on going back there this summer and I am determined to find the crack in the road. I will come back with photos this time. Check back in a few months.
The crack in the road is behind hills they have as barriers! You can’t drive there. You have to walk. The hills are by the big, yellow arrow sign. You can park your car a bit before that and then walk over the hills.