Haunted by the echoes of its grim past, the old Magistrate’s Court, since 1885, whispers tales of anguish stemming from draconian penal practices. A silent witness to an era when justice could strip a man of his very livelihood.
As our investigation unfolded, ghostly whispers emerged, some teasingly playful, others inquisitively probing, and a few sinisterly foreboding.
