There is a house in upstate New York known as the John Lawson House. This house's only inhabitants seem to be mannequins.
The John Lawson House (I have not been able to figure out who John Lawson is) was built in 1845. In 1871, a train crashed less than 200 feet away. All 22 passengers were killed. In 1877, a fire swept through the streets and the John Lawson House was one of the few structures to survive.
Mannequins are always seen on the front porch, having tea, but no human residents have ever been seen. Some locals think the mannequins are trying to convey a message - maybe mourn the train crash victims - but no one really knows. The mannequins might face the crash site, or may be looking towards the only other historical (and long-since abandoned) house on the street. Each day, the number of mannequins, their position, and their attire changes. Sometimes they hold props, like cups of potpourri or hair brushes. If it is raining, the mannequins don't come outside.
Locals have reported that, sometimes at night, a light can be seen flickering behind heavy drapes that line the windows.
Perhaps weirdest of all is the fact that, even in this internet age, I cannot find any information on who John Lawson is, or any other details on this house. A search on Zillow shows the house last sold in 2011, so maybe these are old photos? Maybe it is all an elaborate hoax? Or maybe - just maybe - mannequins are far scarier and more devious than we ever thought?
For more creepy towns, pay a visit to Helltown, Ohio and Stull, Kansas; or find out what happened when a mansion's occupants disappeared without a trace. (Maybe mannequins invaded?)