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The Haunted Halls of the Bern City Hall (Rathaus)

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Where history whispers and shadows reign, the Rathaus in Bern is said to be haunted by a myriad of ghosts. Who are the ghosts lingering in the City Hall after dark?

In Bern’s UNESCO-protected Old Town stands the Rathaus, a 600-year-old masterpiece of medieval Gothic architecture. This historic town hall is not just the political centerpiece of the canton where the Grand Council of the Canton of Bern meets in the town hall five times per year, it’s also a hub for the restless dead. 

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The current building was begun in 1406–07 by Heinrich von Gengenbach on the site of a townhouse owned by the Burgistein family and completed around 1415-1417. Beneath the grandeur of its meeting halls, corridors, and council chambers lies a legacy of betrayal, justice, and eerie apparitions. When night falls and the crowds disperse, the Rathaus becomes the stage for Bern’s most unsettling ghost stories.

Eugène Cattin (1866–1947) when it was Hôtel du Gouvernement

The Mourning Treasurer

Among the earliest tales is that of the Dishonest Treasurer, who embezzled state funds only for them to be seized by invading French forces.

To this day, his tormented spirit is said to haunt the vaults, weeping for both his crime and the gold he lost forever. Visitors sometimes report hearing soft sobs or the clink of coins in the dead of night, echoing through empty corridors.

The Phantom Town Protector

When Bern teeters on the edge of crisis, locals tell of a gilded carriage drawn by two spectral horses arriving silently before the Rathaus. A servant jumps out and opens the door for the spectral protector of the city. A well-dressed man in outdated garb slowly ascends the steps, pausing with uncanny deliberation. Midway, he is engulfed by a spiral of mist and vanishes without a trace. 

Many believe this is the ghost of a long-dead protector of the city, appearing only when Bern’s fate hangs in the balance.

The Black-Clad Councilors

Far more chilling is the tale of the Black-Clad Councilors said to haunt one of the chambers at the Rathaus. And much like the phantom coming from the ghostly carriage, these ghosts are going to work. 

The Burgerstube in Bern’s Town Hall, 1735 by Johann Grimm

It is said they look like a skeletal assembly of former officials who rise from the grave to argue eternal matters of law. Dressed in 17th-century garb, clutching black folders, they shuffle into the council chamber at midnight, but no one ever sees them exiting. 

A spectral debate ensues, marked by snarling voices and bony fists pounding on ancient wood after one of them makes a speech. At the stroke of twelve, they vanish as swiftly as they came when the silver bell on the clock on the wall chimes. 

In the book from Hedwig Correvon, Ghost Stories from Ber, it is said that the ghostly meeting was seen once by a living. A man once dared to watch from behind a stove—he emerged blind, his sanity cracked.

The Headless Execution Victim

One narrow corridor, once thought to house instruments of torture, remains a hotspot for ghostly phenomena in the city hall. Those who pass through have reported dizziness, chills, and even fever that lasts for days. 

Occasionally, a figure is seen drifting silently through the halls. There are those claiming a man in tattered robes, carrying his own severed head beneath his arm is haunting the building. He is believed to be one of those executed centuries ago when justice was swift and brutal in Kirchgasse.

The Caretaker’s Wife and the Stove

More recently, strange disturbances are heard from what was once the caretaker’s apartment. Shouting, crying, and unintelligible arguments erupt from behind a large iron stove. The ghost of the caretaker’s wife, mad by unruly spectral children, is said to still shout commands at the unseen chaos within. Her voice echoes: “Will you be quiet immediately!” And an eerily silence follows.

The Sinful Nuns

There are also those claiming that a group of nuns have been haunting the area for ages. Towards Schipfe, there is an iron door to the town halls, said to be so rusty that no one can open it. This is at least how it was described in 1919 in a collection of ghost stories from Bern. 

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At night, it opened however and a group of nuns dressed in all black comes out, walking to the fountain. It is said that without saying anything they start to throw the small and dead bodies of children they have drowned in the well.

Today, the Rathaus hosts elegant receptions, formal debates, and civic ceremonies—but behind its regal veneer, shadows move and whispers linger. Those who work late or wander its halls after dusk report an undeniable chill and an oppressive presence. For in Bern, even the walls of governance cannot silence the ghosts of its past.

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Bern Town Hall – Wikipedia

Geisterstadt Bern – SWI swissinfo.ch

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The Restless Dead Buried Inside of Basel’s Double Cloister

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The two adjoining cloisters by Basel Cathedral are said to be haunted by a couple of spectres entombed within the building. In the darkness of Basel’s Double Cloister, it is said you can hear the moaning of a man slowly suffocating and feel the unsuspected slap from a man, as mean in death as he was in life. 

Basel is a city where history lingers not just in its ancient streets and Gothic spires but in the very earth beneath its feet. Nowhere is this more palpable than in the Cathedral and its adjoining Double Cloister of Basel Minster.  solemn, shadow-cloaked place where the line between the living and the dead has always felt unsettlingly thin. 

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Built in the 15th century, the cloisters once rang with sacred hymns and church rites, housing as many as six altars for medieval services. There are actually two different cloisters, connected by the open gardens surrounding them.

After the Reformation, one of the cloisters turned into a marketplace, but also a cemetery for the city’s upper middle class. Long after the Reformation’s sweeping changes silenced the rituals of the monks, the ritual of burial within the cloister’s cold embrace.

Basel Minster

A Cemetery Hiding in Plain Sight

For centuries, this peaceful cloister functioned as a cemetery for the city’s wealthy and influential, seen as their graves marked with ornately carved stones, some still intact within the shaded arcades. This was known as Münster Cemetery. Even as the world outside modernized, these hallowed grounds remained a final resting place, with burials continuing into the 19th century. The place is heavy with history, and as any Basler will tell you, such places seldom stay quiet after dark.

When the evening mists curl in from the Rhine and the last of the daylight dies behind the Minster’s towers, strange things are said to stir amid the cloister’s arches.

Cloister of Basel Minster

The Moaning of Emanuel Büchel

Among the restless souls tied to these ancient stones is Emanuel Büchel (1705–1775), a respected draftsman and master baker whose demise is steeped in grim folklore. He also painted, mainly nature and landscapes.

Emanuel Büchel completed his apprenticeship with a master baker in Basel in 1723. He then set out on a journeyman’s journey, and upon his return in 1726, he applied for membership in the city’s bakers’ guild. In 1728, he applied for the position of gatekeeper to the Steinentor. He married Susanna Felber in 1726.

Self Portrait

In 1773 he was assigned the task of copying the dance of death in Basel, a huge honor for an artist. At that time he was 68 and he died 2 years later at 70, 24 September in 1775. The question his legend asks though, did he truly die on that day though?

Legend insists that poor Büchel was buried alive, mistaken for dead in an era when death’s finality could sometimes be tragically premature. On long, hushed nights, visitors claim to hear his ghost moaning, wheezing, and rustling beneath the cloister’s stones, a soul forever reliving the terror of suffocation in his tomb.

The Malevolent Shade of Master Tailor Schnyyder Hagenbach

But if Büchel is a sorrowful spirit, Master Tailor Schnyyder Hagenbach is an entirely different creature of the night. Even in life, the tailor was, by all accounts, an unpleasant man. It was said he was cruel to his family, dishonest in business, and feared by neighbors. It comes as little surprise, then, that his spirit would choose to linger in malevolence.

The Cloister Cemetery: The cloister of Basel Minster consists of a small and a large cloister. Numerous epitaphs (grave and memorial monuments) are attached to their walls.

For generations, tales have spoken of an invisible, vindictive specter haunting the cathedral cloister. Passersby walking the dim, ancient pathways have felt sudden, icy slaps on their faces or hands, delivered by unseen forces. Locals blame Hagenbach’s ghost, a being said to emerge not at the witching hour, but as early as dusk, prowling the arcades in search of fresh victims to torment.

His ghost, it’s said, lashes out without warning — a sudden blow accompanied by mocking laughter, leaving the victim shaken, their skin cold where the invisible hand landed.

A Living Monument to Basel’s Darker Past

The Double Cloister stands as both a treasured historical site and a place of uneasy quiet. Its arched walkways and sun-dappled courtyards are beautiful by day, but at night, the air thickens with something ancient, something watching.

A cemetery masquerading as a courtyard, a sanctum where moaning spirits and unseen hands remind the living of the unforgiving past.

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References:

Emanuel Büchel – Personenlexikon BL

Spuk und Geister im alten Basel

Happy Halloween! 🎃 Ein Streifzug durch Basels grusligste Orte — Bajour

Basler Phänomene: Spuk, Phantome, Poltergeister | barfi.ch

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Val Sinestra Hotel and the Ghost of Hermann Haunting the Lower Engadine

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In an old sanatorium in Switzerland the ghost of Hermann is said to have been haunting the Val Sinestra Hotel for ages. But who was he when he was alive, and what was his true name before he died in the remote fortress up in the mountains? And is he still haunting the old halls where he never made his recovery?

Tucked away in the silent snowscape of Switzerland’s remote Lower Engadine Valley lies Val Sinestra, a former 1912 spa-hotel, or a Kurhaus, once famed for its healing mineral springs in the Grisons region of Switzerland. The Kurhaus ‘Val Sinestra’ grew into a real sensation, the foreign newspapers and magazines were full of it and the high society came there to take the cure. Some say that that some of the patients never left.

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Although once a stately institution, In 1914, this glorious period came to an end as the First World War broke out and the Belle Epoque was over for good. The therapy activities of Val Sinestra Hotel closed in 1972, but beneath its former Belle Époque elegance, it harbors a secret far colder in the form of a ghost named “Hermann” who has been haunting its corridors for nearly a century. 

The Haunted Hotel: Hotel Val Sinestra in Graubünden is said to be haunted by a former patient, now known as Hermann. // Source: Agnes Monkelbaan/Wiki

From Spa to Specter: The Legend of Hermann

Originally built to treat tuberculosis patients, Val Sinestra drew visitors seeking cures and rest 1500 metres above the sea levels in the remote parts of Switzerland. The Hotel Val Sinestra stands like a fortress on the rock, eleven stories high with a pointed tower, looming above the valley overlooking La Brancla river. The rust-red, arsenic-laden water from the Ulrich spring was said to cure syphilis, people with consumption and anemic patients.

One of the more talked about ghosts has been one named Herman. Hotel owner Adrienne Kruit has claimed strange things have happened since 1978 when her husband bought the building. He passed away in 2018, and most of the ghost stories told from the hotel, comes from their time running the place. It is said that he was greeted at the door by a spirit screaming at him, scaring him so badly he drove all night to the North Sea. 

“There were loud noises, keys were swinging on their hooks, and the windows were suddenly open!” she said about her experiences since taking over the Val Sinestra Hotel. “Once, a wall clock fell to the floor right next to me. But the hook was stuck in the wall.”

But who was the famed ghost? There have been a lot of theories, but most of them claim was a Belgian patient, who reportedly stayed so long and grew so attached to the Val Sinestra Hotel and its staff  that he refused to leave. He was for a long time known as Hermann.  

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In 2010 there were also two mediums ordered to check out the haunting of the Val Sinestra Hotel, and said it was a tuberculosis patient called Gilbert, Guillon or Guillaume, perhaps a Belgium soldier from World War I who stayed there in the 1920s haunting the hotel. 

It is said that he fell in love with Maria, an employee. After his death in the late 1920s, sightings began: a tall, pale figure wandering the old bathhouse halls at night, sometimes glimpsed in the lobby or elevator area. It is said he mostly haunts the lower floors where the patients used to stay. 

Staff and guests describe Hermann as mischievously protective of the Val Sinestra Hotel. Windows will open on their own, the lift runs unoccupied, and he’s even moved objects. 

Haunted Floors & Hotel Whispers

There is little evidence to the story of the poor patient at Val Sinestra Hotel today, especially since the guestbook from this time was stolen at some point. 

The old bathhouse floor—a place of healing in life—has become the epicenter of paranormal activity. Lights flicker, faucets run without explanation, windows open suddenly, wine glasses begin to ring, balls of light emerge at night and cold drafts pierce the temperature of the rooms. Visitors report waking to the hiss of steam and feeling a distant presence when alone..

The Old Sanatorium: Val Sinestra Hotel. // Source: Agnes Monkelbaan/Wiki

Visiting the Phantom’s Realm at Val Sinestra Hotel

Val Sinestra remains an operational hotel, its ghostly inhabitant part of its allure. Guests hoping to connect with Hermann are advised to stay near the old bathhouse, wander empty corridors at dusk, and be open to subtle signs: a misplaced key, sudden draft, or perhaps a feeling of presence. As one medium noted, Hermann doesn’t mean harm—he’s just a restless guardian who cares deeply… and quietly.

According to Thomas Frei and other ghost hunters who have investigated the hotel for years, there are other ghosts said to haunt it as well. A man, a woman and a little girl is also said to be lingering inside of the halls. 

Val Sinestra Hotel stands as a beautifully preserved relic of early 20th-century health resorts—but it is Hermann’s spectral shadow that lingers darkest. And in the silent snowfall of Lower Engadine, the gentle hum of unseen footsteps may well be the echo of a man who never truly left.

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References:

TVI Traveler – Hotel Val Sinestra

Geisterjäger sicher: Im Hotel Val Sinestra spukt es wirklich – 20 Minuten

Schweizer Ghosthunter kommen im Val Sinestra mehreren Geistern auf die Spur

Val Sinestra (2019) CH

historie — Hotel Val Sinestra

A letto con gli spiriti nella Val Sinestra – Ticinonline

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The Ghosts of the Sinful Nuns Haunting Bern

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Once, the city of Bern was filled with nuns working and living inside of the city walls. According to ghost stories though, some of them remained, even after the Reformation that closed their convents down. And those stories tell about them being guilty of terrible things with terrible ends. 

In the winding alleys and cloistered ruins of Bern, ghosts drift beneath the vaulted ceilings of forgotten convents. Long before the Protestant Reformation swept through Bern in the early 16th century, the city throbbed with the sacred heartbeat of Catholic ritual. Monasteries, nunneries, and chapels dotted the cityscape, and pious women in black habits tended to the sick, the poor, and the orphaned. Some were devout and willing. Others were not.

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By November 1523, the tides had turned. Under pressure from reformist leaders, the Bernese city council ordered that the words of the Bible be preached directly—without the filter of Rome. Within months, the convents were abandoned. The once-sacred cloisters stood silent. But silence is not absence. And in Bern, some souls remained behind… trapped.

The Walled-Up Nun

One of the ghost stories that were told about the Bernese nuns was one left behind, still inside of her old convent walls, and it is said that even in death, her face cries out.

It was an ordinary day when a man, strolling past a decaying monastery wall near the heart of Bern, caught sight of something horrifying. The story doesn’t really specify which building this happened in. It is also a story that is said to have happened before 1919, as it was printed in a collection of ghost stories that year. 

Behind a narrow, crumbling window he claimed to have seen a face. Pale, pleading, trapped. He rushed into the building, but the room was empty. The very spot where she had stared down was bare stone and shadow. No sound. No warmth. No sign of life.

Haunted by the vision, he returned the next night. That’s when he heard it. A cacophony from beyond the walls: roars, thuds, the pounding of fists or perhaps hooves. Amidst the fury, a woman’s voice wept and moaned, begging for deliverance. He screamed for help. Together with another man, he began tapping along the walls until one section gave a hollow response. Stone by stone, they tore it open.

And there she was.

A skeleton, upright, impossibly intact, as though caught in her final scream. Her black robes hung in rags from brittle bones. A rosary was knotted in her clenched, skeletal hands. Her skull tilted ever so slightly toward the light, toward freedom that was denied.

She had been walled up alive. Whether for punishment, penance, or cruelty, no one knows. But her agony never left the stone.

The Dancing Beguines Around Christmas

On quiet, moonlit nights near the Nydeggbrücke, those with the rare gift of second sight may glimpse something truly otherworldly. Seven small lights rise from the river’s dark waters and begin to swirl and twirl, chasing one another in joyful abandon above the gentle current. This is from the collected ghost stories by Hedwig Correvon.

Beguines: Although they are called Beguines, were they really this? The Beguines were Christian lay religious orders that were active in Western Europe, particularly in the Low Countries, in the 13th–16th centuries. Their members lived in semi-monastic communities but did not take formal religious vows. Although they promised not to marry “as long as they lived as Beguines”, to quote an early Rule of Life, they were free to leave at any time. Beguines were part of a larger spiritual revival movement of the 13th century that stressed imitation of Jesus’ life through voluntary poverty, care of the poor and sick, and religious devotion.

These are no ordinary flames; they are the spirits of the Beguines, young women once cloistered in the monastery at Klösterlistutz against their will. According to legend, their restless souls are granted a fleeting moment of freedom each Christmas to dance above the river they were once forbidden to cross. As the clock at Nydegg Church strikes midnight, their ghostly game ends in a soft sigh and as they vanish, they are leaving only ripples on the water and a chill in the air.

The Sinful Nuns of the Old City Hall

There are also those claiming that a group of nuns have been haunting the area around the old cityhall at Rathaus for ages. Towards Schipfe, there is an iron door to the town halls, said to be so rusty that no one can open it. This is at least how it was described in 1919 in a collection of ghost stories from Bern. 

At night, it opened however and a group of nuns dressed in all black comes out, walking to the fountain. It is said that without saying anything they start to throw the small and dead bodies of children they have drowned in the well.

The Faithless Nun and Her Black Cat

Just beyond the medieval city’s old west gate lies Bubenbergraine, possibly an old name and most likely referring to the area now known as Bubenbergplatz in Bern. The Bubenbergplatz is a plaza in the Old City of Bern, the medieval city center. It is part of the area outside the third city walls. This is where the Holy Spirit Convent once stood, a place of quiet devotion, cloistered halls, and whispered transgressions. Though the convent was dissolved in the Reformation, not all its residents departed.

For over a century, a sleek, spectral black cat has haunted a house built on those same grounds. By day it hides in old cupboards or among the pergolas that once shielded nuns from worldly eyes. But at night, it stalks doorways and dreams.

One man, returning late, found the feline watching him. When he tried to shoo it, the cat’s eyes flashed like twin embers. Its body swelled to monstrous proportions. The man fell on the spot, unconscious. He died days later in inexplicable agony.

“The faithless nun beat him,” the old Bernese muttered. She had betrayed her vows in life—perhaps with men, perhaps with ambition. Whatever her sins, her punishment is eternal. She walks now in feline guise, dooming any who mock her presence.

She is not the only one.

The Poisoner of Bubenbergrain

Not all ghosts haunting the area called Bubenbergrain in the collection of ghost stories from Bern from 1919 were nuns though. Some spirits haunt out of guilt. Others out of pleasure.

On quiet, silver-drenched nights in Bubenbergrain, a woman appears on the terrace of her former home. Her face is still beautiful, adorned with the yellow Schwefelhütchen cap once worn by Bernese noblewomen. Moonlight glints on the gold chains of her ancient costume.

She stands at the very spot where she once mixed the poison meant for her husband and son, both of whom had discovered her betrayal when she had an affair. Both of whom now lie in Bernese soil. Though the years have passed, her spirit lingers. Those who have seen her say she never moves, never speaks, only watches.

Sacred Walls, Damned Souls

These are not sweet legends to comfort children. They are warning signs carved into Bern’s foundation. Once, these streets rang with the chants of nuns, the bells of convent towers, the echo of whispered prayers. But beneath those hymns lay darker stories of forced vows, secret lovers, silent punishments. And when the Reformation scattered the living, the dead stayed behind.

Ghostly cats now wander where piety once walked. Eyes shine from beneath doorsteps. Shadows rustle across crumbling convent walls. Some say they hear weeping at night from the stones of the Heiliggeistkirche, once the chapel of the Holy Spirit Convent. Others avoid Bubenbergraine entirely after sundown.

If you walk Bern’s Old Town, take heed. What looks like a cat may not be. What seems like a whisper may be a cry. And what appears to be a ruin may, in truth, still house the cloistered sins of centuries.

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Märchenstiftung – Die eingemauerte Nonne (The Walled-Up Nun)

Märchenstiftung – Die treulose Nonne (The Faithless Nun)

Märchenstiftung – Die Giftmischerin (The Poisoner)

Wikipedia – Heiliggeistkirche (Bern)

P. Keckeis & M. Waibel, Legends of Switzerland, Bern, Zurich, 1986.

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The Burgträppe-Balzli Haunting: The Ghost of Nydegg Castle

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Where the Nydegg Church is today, there once used to be a castle. Tales about ghosts lingering around the old Nydegg Castle and the stairs leading up to it still roams. And one of the more infamous and feared ghosts of Bern is the Burgträppe-Balzli.

High above the bend of the Aare River in Bern, where ancient cobbled alleys twist through the heart of the Old City, lies the Nydegg, an old district with centuries-old bones and whispers of things best left in the past. 

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Though today the area bustles with the charm of a medieval town center, one shadow remains darker than the rest: that of Burgträppe-Balzli, the ghostly scourge said to haunt the ruined stairway of the once-mighty Nydeggburg Castle.

Burgtreppe in Bern: Castle stairs from Mattenenge to Nydegghöfli. // Source

A Castle Lost, but Not Forgotten

Nydegg Castle stood at the eastern tip of Bern’s Zähringerstadt, the city’s oldest neighborhood, founded in 1191. Built as a stronghold to watch over the Aare River and secure Bern’s eastern flank.

Nydegg Castle: Built by Berchtold IV of Zähringen (second half of the 12th century). The extent of the town founded by Berchtold V is also disputed: either the first castle reached as far as Kreuzgasse in 1191 and was extended at the beginning of the 13th century by a second castle roughly where the choir of Nydegg Church is today. After the destruction of Nydegg Castle (1268?), the (Nydegg) Stalden was created.

By 1268, the Nydeggburg Castle had met a mysterious and decisive end, destroyed with little fanfare or record. The Bernese demolished the castle to make room for the Nydegg Quarter and to prevent any claims by other noble families after the Zähringen family was conquered. In a charter dated January 16, 1274, King Rudolf I of Habsburg forgave the city of Bern for the destruction of the castle. 

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In its place rose homes, workshops, and busy water-powered mills that soon filled the air with the grinding and creaking of early industry. Also the Nydegg Church was built on the site. 

The Gruesome Ghost of the Burgträppe

Locals call him Burgträppe-Balzli, and his tale has been whispered down generations and is perhaps one of the more well known ghosts from Bern. He is no ordinary phantom and is said to be strange, bitter, and even violent, Balzli seems to choose his victims carefully. According to legend, he doesn’t go after the women at all, but men walking up and down the stairs claim to have been beaten by some unseen force. 

Burgtreppe: Castle stairs at Nydegg Church // Source

But who is this ghost said to still linger in the stairs? Did he have connections to the castle that once stood there? Did something terrible happen on the stairs that he is now trying to get back at? 

Whatever the truth, his rage is eternal. On cold winter nights, passersby near the stairway report hearing echoing thumps like fists pounding stone and the sudden appearance of bruises on the bodies of those who dared tread too close.

Ghostly Builders in the Night

Balzli is not alone in his haunting the area around Nydegg and where the castle once was. Witnesses have reported hearing ghostly craftsmen from older times. They are heard hammering, dragging stone, and dismantling invisible walls. These apparitions appear on bitter winter nights, just when the fog off the Aare is thick.

Ruins of a Castle: Not much remains from the old castle. Landing gate of Nydegg Castle in Bern, around 1300. // Source.

According to legend, these ghosts are the restless spirits of the workers who tore down the castle in 1268, cursed to repeat their demolition for eternity. 

So, if you find yourself wandering the Nydegg at night, mind the stairway. Avoid the shadows clinging to the stones. And if you hear footsteps behind you on the stairs, don’t stop and don’t turn around.

Just keep walking

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References:

Burgenwelt – Nydegg – Schweiz

Burg Nydegg – Wikipedia 

Die Burg des Stadtgründers – Historisches Bern 

Geisterstadt Bern – SWI swissinfo.ch 

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Duke Berchtold V of Zähringen Haunting the Old Town in Bern

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Said to be unhappy with the fate of the city he once led, the ghost of Duke Berchtold V of Zähringen is said to be haunting the old city in Bern, around the Nydegg Church where his monument is placed. 

On the eastern edge of Bern’s historic Old Town, where the cobblestones whisper with age and the fog from the Aare River creeps through alleys at dusk, stands Nydegg Church, a place of prayer, peace, and if we are to believe the rumours, a paranormal mystery as well. 

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Built on the ruins of the once-mighty Nydegg Castle, which belonged to Bern’s founder, Duke Berchtold V of Zähringen, the church and its surrounding streets are thick with centuries of buried secrets, and the shadows of those who refuse to rest.

Nydegg Area: A panoramic view of Bern, showcasing the Nydegg Church and the Aare River, steeped in history and ghostly legends where the old Nydegg Castle used to be.

A Ghostly Legacy of Power and Loss

Duke Berchtold V of Zähringen, who ruled from 1186 until his death in 1218, was the last of his line. His dynasty, which had shaped the early contours of Bern, vanished with him, and with it came a fracture in the balance of power. After Berchtold’s death, Nydegg Castle was eventually demolished to prevent rival claims. Where the stronghold once stood, Nydegg Church rose in its place, an act that seemed to silence the stones but not the souls once bound to them.

The Zähringen monument: Duke Berthold V. of Zähringen (Berchtold V. of Zähringen), born ~1160, died 1218, as pictured at the Zähringerbrunnen (Zähringer fountain) in Bern, Switzerland. // Source

Today, the Zähringer Monument stands quietly in the Nydegghöfli, just beside the Nydegg Church, honoring the man who once laid Bern’s first stones. But local lore says that the duke is not content to remain a statue. On cold nights, when the air grows thin and the fog presses against the old façades, Berchtold V is said to step down from his pedestal. Clad in medieval finery, his ghost walks solemnly down Kreuzgasse below, the narrow alley connecting Kramgasse with the Cathedral and Town Hall. There he is seen observing the city he founded with a grim, disapproving air, unhappy about how things turned out.

Beneath the Church, Beneath the Streets

The hauntings around this particular church aren’t limited to Berchtold V. Beneath Nydegg Church, tunnels that once connected the castle and various monastic buildings still snake under the city. Local historian Erismann notes that strange noises are sometimes heard echoing up from these ancient corridors like whispers, the clanking of armor, and footsteps pacing when no one is there. 

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These underground paths, long sealed off to the public, are believed to hold memories too restless to fade.

Ruins of a Castle: Not much remains from the old castle. Landing gate of Nydegg Castle in Bern, around 1300. // Source.

The Dancing Beguines

Another ghost story from this area is the Christmas haunting of the Beguines. At Christmas time those with the sight can see seven tiny lights dancing across the gently flowing waters of the Aare River. They rise and fall, darting around each other, trying to catch each other, and then dance in a circle. This game lasts for some time until the clock tower of Nydegg Church strikes midnight. A twitch runs through the tiny flames. Then a loud, painful sigh. The second strike – and the lights are gone.

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These are Beguines, according to popular belief, who were placed against their will in the monastery at Klösterlistutz at a young age. If they were really Beguines is uncertain though, as Beguines were unofficial and had a rule that you could leave anytime you wanted. But there were plenty of women sent to convents throughout the years. During the holy season, they are granted a few moments to atone for their stolen youth. And they do this with their dance above the murmuring waves in the moonlight.

So if you find yourself near Nydegg Church after dark, walk softly. And if you catch a glimpse of a tall figure in noble garb watching you from the misty alley, don’t meet his eyes. The duke sees much. And he remembers everything.

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References:

Geisterstadt Bern – SWI swissinfo.ch

Kreuzgasse (Bern) – Wikipedia 

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The Haunted Underground of Bern

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Have you ever noticed the underground world of the old town in Bern? Now fancy cafes and shops, there are also tales of secret passageways, hideouts and ghosts beneath the cobbled stoned city. 

When you stroll through the winding lanes of Bern’s UNESCO-listed Old Town, it’s easy to be enchanted by the medieval charm of the sandstone arcades, glacial-blue Aare, and clock towers whispering of centuries past. But beneath this orderly beauty lies a netherworld of darkness: an ancient network of tunnels, cellars, traditional wine cellars called carnotzets, and hidden passages riddled with tales of murder, sorrow, and spectral unrest.

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Most visitors to Bern barely notice these curious doors nestled flush against the cobblestones, or small hatches tucked beside storefronts on Kramgasse and Gerechtigkeitsgasse where every building has one.  Today, many serve as fashionable boutiques and cozy bars. But for every shop that thrives underground, there’s another tunnel sealed shut, padlocked, or lost to memory.

In the 20th century, some of these medieval spaces were reinforced into fallout shelters, reflecting Switzerland’s Cold War-era policy of preparing bunkers for all citizens. Some bunkers, like the massive Sonnenberg facility in Lucerne, could shelter thousands. But in Bern, the older structures hid not only from bombs—but also from the eyes of the living.

And with such hidden depths come stories, and most of them ghost stories. These are some of them penned down mostly by Hedwig Correvon by her collection of ghost stories from 1919 Gespenstergeschichten aus Bern.

Ghosts of the Buried: A House That Breathes the Past

In one Bernese residence, a long-disused underground gallery once served as a macabre burial corridor. The tradition, never officially sanctioned, was whispered only among trusted neighbors: if you had a body—a murder, a shame, or a secret—you took it to that house. Although it mentions the house was in the old town, it never specifies which streets the house was in. 

Over time, the dead grew restless.

Tenants have long complained of phantom footsteps above and below, even when they’re alone. Children whisper of pale faces at the windows. One boy, unable to sleep, claimed he could feel tiny hands pulling the covers from his bed. 

Kornhauskeller Bern: Yves Merckx/Source

A young woman reported being comforted by a blonde-haired girl during a bout of toothache, only to watch her melt away behind a stove. This blonde girl is said to have appeared to more than one tenant of the house over the years. Once, the ghost of this woman was said to have sat down in a chair to listen to a young girl practicing her piano. 

The ghosts are said to walk the galleries and courtyards, creeping through cracks in locked doors and disturbing the peace of even the most rational guests. And when a tenant dares move out because of these hauntings, the spirits rage—doors slam for days, pots fall from shelves, and windows fog with icy breath.

Father Nägeli’s Treasure: A Crypt That Tests the Brave

Many in Bern know of the treasure hidden beneath the Münzgraben, but only a few dare pursue it. To reach it, you must descend into a tight, damp passageway lined with ancient stone underground in the city. Eventually, a faint bluish light glows ahead. That’s when he appears: a snarling, spectral dog, as large as a bear and twice as angry.

Only those who know the sacred password may pass and only the ghost of Father Nägeli is said to could give the key. He is said to haunt the Frick Stairs in the old town. Read More: 

If you survive, you’ll find a gate that opens into a radiant chamber, its light casting eerie shadows over three mysterious sacks. Reach into the sacks and take a handful of earth. Then turn and leave.

But do not look back. 

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Those who hesitate to find their golden treasure have turned to ash. Those who follow instructions return to the surface clutching coins of pure gold—or so they say. Most who go searching for Father Nägeli’s treasure never speak of what they find… if they return at all.

The Locked Away Girls: The Ghost in the Locked Chest

Many of Bern’s old houses once had secret tunnels leading to the Aare River, useful for transporting goods from the river banks into the city, as well as smuggling or darker deeds.

One such tunnel bore witness to an unspeakable tragedy: a young servant girl seduced by her master, then lured into a hidden chest under the kitchen and dropped into the abyss. Her body was carried away by the river. He wanted to cover their affair from his parents. The only witness was the cook who hid in a cupboard, paralyzed by fear, and haunted for life. She had suspected something was going on. She didn’t tell anyone, but waited all day for the girl to return from the tunnels. She never did, and the cook waited all her life. 

Ever since, the house remains tormented and the chest is still there, locked underground. At midnight, groans and moans can be heard throughout the house, like a ghostly wail and a cry for help.

The Children Who Dance in the Mist: The Kindlifresser’s Fountain

Few sights in Bern are more chilling than the Kindlifresserbrunnen—the infamous “Child-Eater Fountain.” Locals call it grotesque, comical, or bizarre. But its true history may be darker than art historians admit.

Legend says the fountain marks the site of a hidden tunnel between two medieval monasteries where one was for monks, one for nuns. Children born in shame, secrecy, or sin were said to be led into this tunnel and lost forever.

The Mysterious Underground Tunnels: All around Bern, it is said underground tunnels down to the Aare river is built, some more hidden and secret than others. This is especially prominent on Kornhausplatz. // Source: Image from 1939:FORTEPAN / Ebner

Some say their cries can still be heard in the fog of Kornhausplatz, especially when the mist wells up between the stones at midnight. And then… they emerge.

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Dressed in flowing white, the ghost children dance—flitting between fountains, pausing by shuttered shopfronts, or sitting silently on cellar steps. For an hour, they play and laugh, seeking one another in joy. But when the final bell tolls one, they vanish back beneath the ogre’s feet—to wait for next time.

Witnesses speak of tiny handprints on cellar windows, giggling voices in empty corridors, and chills that have nothing to do with the weather. Are they still haunting the underground though? The Kornhauskeller at Kornhausplatz 18 is Bern’s most magnificent vaulted cellar and a popular restaurant and bar. 

The Françaisbad: The Aare’s Mourning Wind

High above the bends of the Aare, near the former spa and bath house called Françaisbad, the wind howls in a peculiar way. Where this Françaisbad was exactly is a bit uncertain. Those who listen say it cries out the names of men seduced, robbed, and murdered by the enigmatic Frenchwoman who once ran a decadent spa here.

The bathhouse was rumored to be a haven for crime: gambling, trysts, and betrayal flourished behind closed doors. But it ended in blood. The Frenchwoman  disappeared herself in the end, her body pushed through a secret trapdoor into a tunnel that led straight to the river. Her victims, many of them noblemen, now weep in the wind, some say.

At night, shadows move across the river’s surface. Lights appear in rooms that have no electricity. And when the Aare floods, locals say it’s because the dead cannot rest.

Echoes in the Underground Stone

Bern’s tunnels and cellars may now hold boutiques, wine bars, and galleries. But their walls are thick with centuries of silence, punctuated by shame, cruelty, and sorrow.

Some stories serve as warnings. Others linger as memory. All of them remind us that beneath every step on Bern’s clean, cobbled streets, there is a shadow. Beneath every cellar arch, a whisper. As Above, so Below. 

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Kindlifresserbrunnen and the Ghosts of the Discarded Children Beneath Bern

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Around the terrifying statue of the Kindlifressenbrunnen devouring children, young ghosts are said to haunt like a misty night. Said to be the unwanted babies taken out of the city through the underground tunnels, they return to the scene of the crime. 

In Bern’s Old Town, at the bustling Kornhausplatz, looms a fountain so macabre it stops tourists in their tracks. The Kindlifresserbrunnen, or “Child Eater Fountain,” is not a modern shock piece as it was sculpted in 1546 by Hans Gieng and has towered over the city ever since. The grotesque ogre atop the fountain devours a helpless infant, while three more terrified children peer from a sack slung over his shoulder. He is not merely hungry, but also ravenous, mythic, and perhaps, haunted.

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The grotesque statue has long puzzled historians. Was it a cautionary tale, an ancient anti-Semitic symbol, a grim representation of Kronos the child-eating Titan, or even a mad royal brother driven to cannibalistic fury by envy? None of these theories fully explain the disturbing permanence of the Kindlifresser. And the legend doesn’t end at the statue’s base. Beneath this horrifying figure lies a deeper darkness, etched not in stone, but in whisper and shadow.

Ogre Fountain: The Kindlifressenbrunnen literally means the Child Devour Fountain. There are many legends surrounding it, one being that the area around it is haunted, // Source: Andrew Bossi /Wiki

The Underground Tunnels around Kornhausplatz

Long before Bern’s medieval walls rose around it, the site of the Kindlifresserbrunnen was an open meadow, bordered by monasteries. One for men, another for women. There were in fact many places where both nuns and monks lived and worked throughout the city. According to local legend, a hidden tunnel once connected the two. But this passageway around the Kornhausplatz, locals say, was also used for a far grimmer purpose.

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In the early days of the city, unwanted children, those born in secret or shame were led or left into the darkness of the tunnel, never to be seen again. It’s said that they were the children of the monks and nuns and those brought to them as well as those that were brought to them. 

The Mysterious Underground Tunnels: All around Bern, it is said underground tunnels down to the Aare river is built, some more hidden and secret than others. This is especially prominent on Kornhausplatz. // Source: Image from 1939:FORTEPAN / Ebner

Over time, the stories grew: that the cries of these forsaken little ones echoed beneath the cobblestones, and that their spirits still lingered, trapped between life and death.

The Children Who Dance in the Mist

As Bern’s mist thickens and the bells chime midnight, these ghost children are said to emerge from the earth. For one fleeting hour, they are no longer shadows. Locals speak in hushed tones of ethereal figures dancing in the swirling fog, their laughter mingling with the creak of old shutters and the murmur of the river and around Kornhausplatz.

A fine, white mist wells up between the stones, spreads gently, quietly over the ground, begins to billow, to undulate, gathers into tiny cloud formations, and dissolves again into a thin veil. And little by little, small human figures in flowing white dresses emerge from it. Like white butterflies, they flutter up and down, landing now on this spot, now on that, seeking in playful play to catch one another, to flee.

Then, as the final bell tolls one, they vanish—drawn back into the cold stone below the ogre’s feet.

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The Haunting of the Frick Stairs: Bern’s Processions of Death and Ghosts of Murderesses

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There is not a single ghost story about the Frick Stairs in Bern, there is a plethora. Tales of women murdering their children and horrible funeral processions that left the spectators in shock is said to have walked up and down the steps for centuries. 

Between the Matte district and the cathedral heights, the old and wooden Frick Stairs in Bern appear to be nothing more than another steep passageway of stone steps, worn by centuries of footsteps. By day, they are ordinary, a shortcut for locals overlooking the Aare River coming down to the river from Münsterplatz. But when the city quiets and the cathedral clock strikes midnight, the stairs reveal their darker legacy. 

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Where Munsterplatz turns into Herrengasse, at number 1, is the Fricktreppe, a covered wooden staircase, connecting the upper town with the Matte district. The staircase, with its 183 wooden steps, dates back to the 14th century. Ghostly processions, murdered children, and restless spirits are said to haunt this narrow stairway, where Bern’s sins of cruelty and bloodshed play out again and again.

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The Funeral Procession of the Mutilated

Perhaps the most told ghost stories from these particular stairs is about The Restless Spirit of Hans Franz Nägeli, so check out the legend about him and who he was in life. He is certainly not the only ghost said to linger on the steps however, although the others remain nameless and largely forgotten. . 

One of the most chilling stories tells of a laundress returning home at midnight after a shift of ironing. As she climbed the Frick Stairs, she was suddenly surrounded by a silent funeral procession. A policeman led the way, followed by six bearers carrying a black coffin. Behind them came four children with horribly mutilated heads, and then followed an endless line of what she described as twisted dwarves and cripples, limping and staggering forward in silence. 

The parade of the grotesque seemed to go on forever, filling the stairway with a suffocating terror. The laundress let out a scream and collapsed, later falling into a fever that consumed her for months. And although there are stories about strange funeral processions that have been seen around Bern, this certainly 

The Woman With the Severed Head

Another tale tells of a poor musician making his way down the stairs at midnight on his way to his lodgings. There, he encountered a young woman in peasant dress, but her head was gone. Instead, she carried it tucked beneath her arm, while bats whirled and screeched in the bloody space where her head should have been. Horrified, the musician fled to an inn in the Matte and told his story. A story that was according to these sources, a well known one for the locals. 

They told him that the woman was the ghost of an executed murderess who was convicted of infanticide, condemned to roam forever with the souls of her slain children, who took the form of bats. But as the story would have it, she was apparently not the only woman haunting the stairs because of murdering children. 

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The Woman in White Murdering her Child

On other nights, witnesses have reported seeing a pale, slender woman in white, drifting up the steps with a child by her hand. Both child and mother are said to wear dresses trailing behind them. Could this be the same woman said to wander the stairs with her head under her arms? The two stories have certainly the same reason for the haunting. 

The two move in silence, the hems of their long dresses brushing the stone. They vanish through a doorway in the old monastery wall, but just before disappearing, the woman stops. She turns to her child, gazes at it for a long, dreadful moment, and then twists the child’s head until it snaps. A scream echoes through the night, followed by silence. When horrified onlookers rush to the spot, nothing remains. 

Some claim the woman was the disgraced daughter of a nobleman, cursed to reenact her unspeakable crime for eternity. Could there be two separate ghosts accused of infacide? Or is it the root of the haunting based on the same horrible tragedy? Truth will perhaps never be known completely, and all we have to speculate on are stories and rumors. 

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The Restless Spirit of Hans Franz Nägeli: The Ghost of the Fricktreppe

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An old staircase in Bern, Switzerland is said to hold an old legend. Hans Franz Nägeli, a former leader of the city is said to haunt the Fricktreppe in the Old Town, appearing to those calling out his name thrice. 

High above the winding banks of the Aare River, in the heart of Bern’s storied Old Town, stands the Fricktreppe, a picturesque, covered wooden staircase that leads from Münsterplatz down to the river’s edge. 

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Hidden among the cobbled streets and steep medieval passageways, the Frick Staircase feels like a place suspended in time. And for some in Bern, the stairs are reportedly haunted by one of the city’s most infamous spirits: the ghost of former city leader, Hans Franz Nägeli.

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A Mayor, a Warrior, a Tormented Soul

Hans Franz Nägeli was born around 1497 and rose to great prominence as a military commander and politician. His most famous accomplishment was the 1536 conquest of Vaud, expanding Bernese territory deep into French-speaking lands. But despite his victories and public service, something seems to have followed him beyond the grave.

Hans Franz Nägeli: (c. 1497 – 9 January 1579) was a Swiss politician, military leader and diplomat who was a prominent force in Bern for four decades. He was the Schultheiß, or the chief magistrate, of Bern from 1540 to 1568.

When Nägeli died in 1579, his name was already legendary. Yet, in the centuries that followed, whispers began to spread that his spirit never found rest. Locals say that Nägeli, once a man of power and control, is now a restless presence wandering the Fricktreppe where his soul is said to still be bound to the city he ruled and fought for. 

The Haunted Fricktreppe

Where Munsterplatz turns into Herrengasse, at number 1, is the Fricktreppe, a covered wooden staircase, connecting the upper town with the Matte district. The staircase, with its 183 wooden steps, dates back to the 14th century.

Though the Fricktreppe is charming by day with its covered wooden roof, age-worn steps, and atmospheric views of the river below, it takes on an entirely different air at night. The creaking boards, the rustle of wind through ancient timbers, and the eerie silence of the Aare below all contribute to a deep sense of unease. Locals have reported feeling watched when passing through after dark, and a few even claim to have heard boots pacing steadily above them, echoing down through centuries.

As the legend goes, Nägeli’s ghost appears to those bold enough to summon him. According to an old urban legend passed through generations of Bernese youth, if you stand at the base of the Fricktreppe at precisely midnight and call out “Vater Nägeli” three times, the mayor’s spirit will descend the stairs from the top, cloaked in darkness.

A story tells of two women who were in great need once, desperate to try anything. As they had heard, they called out his name three times to ask for help. Suddenly, a wall opened, and a tall, bright figure stepped out of it. “What do you want?” asked a grumpy voice. Then one of the women summoned all her courage and told the man about their shared misfortune. “Just go home,” the voice replied. But as the women looked, they saw that the figure became darker and darker and finally disappeared completely.

When the women returned to their rooms, a bright light burned on the table. A pile of gold lay beside it, along with a large loaf of bread. And although the women took some of the gold every day, some of the pile still remained.

The Ghost of Hans Franz Nägeli

This ritual has become a rite of passage for daring locals. Young boys, in particular, are said to try their luck by shouting the ghost’s name after the witching hour. Some do it for fun, others to impress their friends—but few are prepared for what might actually happen.

Witnesses have claimed to see a tall, stern figure in 16th-century attire appear at the top of the stairs. Even more chilling are the tales of those who say they felt an invisible hand strike them—slapped by the ghostly mayor himself for mocking his name. It’s said that Nägeli will only tolerate respectful summoning; those who jeer or tease may find themselves with a bruised cheek or a shaken spirit.

The Treasure Underground

The city’s underground passages conceal a treasure; everyone knows that. But not everyone knows that Father Nägeli can give the key that leads to it. Near the Münzgraben, the passage leads deep, deep underground, and after feeling your way along its walls for a while, you notice a small, bluish light in the distance. You approach the light – and suddenly a larger-than-life, snarling dog blocks your way. If you know the password, it lets you through. And if you are allowed to continue on your way, you come to a gate through which a light-filled room sends a sea of rays out into the dark passage.

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Once you’ve become accustomed to the intense light, you’ll see three sacks on the floor of the crypt. From these, you must take a handful of earth and then leave the place immediately. Woe to those who cannot pause in silence or cannot bring themselves to look back once more. The earth turns to ash in their hands. But whoever leaves the corridor as he was commanded will hold bright gold in both hands at the exit.

Other Ghosts Haunting the Stairs and Street

The ghost of Hans Franz Nägeli is certainly not the only ghost said to haunt the area. From time to time, at midnight, an old man walks from the Frick stairs toward Junkerngasse. Some claim he walks on goat’s feet, others say he has no feet at all. On his way, however, he moans and complains loudly: “Put shoes on every dead man’s feet in the grave.”

Perhaps this story has a connection with the ghost of the butcher apprentice said to haunt Rathausgate after being cursed. 

Read the whole story: The Cursed Butcher Apprentice Haunting Rathausgasse in Bern  

Others claim to see a young woman wandering around. She died in childbirth, they say, and now has to search for her child again and again because no one had put shoes on her in the grave.

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