Just imagine a place where the world just stopped for no reason, having knowledge that life was still going on just a mile away. Everything was still, active and in operation but no personal was around to greet us. They moved everyone, locked up the place and just left it in a holding position. D.C Corrections would store anything and everything in this location. Also this housed anything that the D.C Government body did not want to let go PERIOD, but needed to store it for future use. Which never saw the day to act on those thoughts and so these items collected dust.

We traveled freely without worry and was able to get a deep detailed look into a world very few understood. This place was the unthinkable, this place was the unspeakable and this place held more dark secrets then it was going to let out. We spent mass amounts of time here, almost acting like investigators, trying to piece together the missing clues and understand this place with its dark past. Just to share with you how fresh on the seen we had been from the start, the food was still fresh in the massive refrigerator! This place still housed the personal property of the people housed here and the staff. A lot of things did not leave here until much later.
We traveled to all the buildings, we witness every location and covered everything. Just think, we had a world that was only to ourselves. No one and I mean no one knew of this place back then. We were the founders fresh on the seen who got first hand knowledge of this place. Tunnels connected the different locations, hidden bunkers to house the deepest of secrets.
This became our backyard warped play ground and we knew it very well. This world had a clock that just had time stop, it changed me forever and I will remember this place with burned memories of tragic lives.
Many location we would travel during the day or night had an evil vibe to them. We never traveled alone and had a clear understanding that this place was not forgotten to the dead. This place has wickedness to the core. It is haunted and the ground will always remain such. Doors slam closed for no reason, items move on their own, screams and other unknown sounds would travel toward us in all locations. The more time we shared with this area, the more we understood what force remained active. This place never rest and we learned to avoid certain areas for good reason. We also found remains on the property, knew where some of the bodies were buried. This shell of Forest Heaven is nothing today, it remaining building locations only tells a small fraction of the real story. The most shocking item that came to mind is the padded lock-down building! This place had some of the darkest vibes in the whole area. The walls to this court yard reached just under 30 feet. It was for outdoor activities that the inmates received on good behavior. They were small cell blocks with an open top that allowed air and sunlight to shine in. When we made our way into the inside area, these padded cells had blood all over them. A larger room had tools for torture and a filing cabinet of patient records. We did not need flash lights because the whole zone had power and so we poured over the records. Doing so must have pissed off something unseen as the open doors of the padded cells began to slam shut. One by one, each heavy door was making it mark toward us and we just paused, shocked at what we saw. The fear in our eyes and the pure shock of how this is happening was overwhelming. We left that building, getting trapped in the court yard of these massive walls. We had to go back into the haunted building only to deal with unknown screams! We made our way to the correct opening and hurried away from that location. We left Forest Heaven every time without making a mark, almost unseen except for the lost trapped souls that roam that property. As weather did its magic and knowledge about the nature of this location became more known, people started leaving marks on the landscape. Things began to change and police became a common visitor as well. It was about 2 or 3 years when people began showing up after it closed. Every few of us can recall the true nature of this location, it real image is burned into my mind. Nothing, I mean nothing can touch this location. This was refreshing to see a website want to talk about a place so few knew about in great detail.