the civic heritage trail
a local museum with miniature dioramas sitting inside town hall. this small, oddly quiet room showcases hell's civic past; school photos from 1927, retired post office boxes, a collection of antique election buttons, and dioramas of "hell as it was." visitors note that the dioramas seem to shift slightly with each visit. a plaque once read "we never got it right, but we got it ours."

the crooked mile trail
a twisting road through the woods in the untouched part of the elms neighborhood. it is famous for supposedly disorienting anyone who tries to follow it straight. there is now a wooden boardwalk and cheesy photo stands where visitors can pose as lost souls. the town sells i survived the crooked mile t-shirts in bulk. you can read more about its lore here.

the devil's chair
an old stone bench in the cemetery, marketed as cursed. legend says if you sit on it at midnight, you will hear whispers in your ear. in truth, the stone is just oddly echoey, but kids dare each other to sit while parents snap photos.

hell's gate rock
a seaside outcrop that looks like a giant arched doorway. local tradition says if you walk through it at low tide, you'll lose something- a memory, an object, or even a shadow. unfortunately, you'll never know until years later.

hellhole caverns
a set of shallow caves in south hellport that miners abandoned long ago, now marketed as bottomless. guides lead flashlight tours, embellishing ghost stories about miners who vanished underground. in reality, the caverns barely go a mile, but thrill seekers love carving their names into the walls. there is even a gift shop selling rocks that suspiciously look store bought.

the hollow tree
a massive, centuries old oak near bluff’s end with a trunk hollow enough for three people to squeeze inside. couples carve initials into it, but some carvings reappear deeper inside the bark with names and images no one recognizes. some think those names are omens for things to come, good or bad.

the mirror pond
a perfectly still pond in the northern forest that reflects everything but people. you'll see trees, stars, clouds, but never yourself. bored residents host "reflection parties" there, leaving offerings of glass bottles and silver coins.

pine row
pine row is a cemetery smaller than hell cemetery, sitting in the northern part of the elms neighborhood. it has no room for new deceased hellians, but is still maintained by the russell family.

redwater marsh
a wetland south of town where the water sometimes runs rust colored. scientists blame iron deposits, but locals say it is the ground bleeding from something buried beneath. birdwatchers visit during spring migration, though many won't step off the rickety boardwalk.

the willow steps
a broken stone staircase half buried in the woods, leading up a hundred feet to nowhere. local lore says if you climb them backwards, you'll see your future spouse and if you fall on any part of the staircase, you'll dream of your death that night.