In the Hollow’s heyday, Heron’s Point was the envy of the greater Hudson River Valley region. This ritzy department store was built to rival the emporia of France and England. Only the best materials of gold and copper and marble were used in its construction. Only the finest quality goods were shipped in from abroad. From afar, consumers could find this great temple to consumerism thanks to its pair of monumental heron statues, perched magnificently upon the rooftop. Inside, a stately Belle Époque dome commanded attentions.
Heron’s Point has fallen into disrepair now. The copper accents have oxidized. One heron statue remains erect, atop a crumbled colonnaded façade. The other stone heron lies smashed in the weeds near the entrance. The interior, while equally derelict with untended gardens of ivy growing up around cracked columns and weathered cases, is somehow still bustling.
Despite all the odds, Heron’s Point remains a vibrant shopping mecca, and the centerpiece shop for Sinister Hollow. How? It’s hard to say. The staff acts as though in a trance, as if they are the reanimated spirits of the Point’s glory days. To them, nothing is odd here. To shoppers, though, plenty is odd. Mannequin heads follow their movements. Ghostly Belle Époque music wafts across the corridors. The curlicue Art Nouveau architecture now bears morbid motifs of skulls and spiderwebs. The merchandise, too, is appropriately odd, appropriately themed to its setting.
Heron’s Point too serves as a shared post-ride shop for the roller coaster and drop tower. To that end, guests can access their on-ride photos from both attractions, which appear displayed as haunted photography in old Victorian picture frames.
“Retailer of Relics”
“Outlet of Oddities”
“Emporium of the Arcane”
“Psychic Pstore”
“Possessed Possessions”
These are but a few of signs drawing visitors’ eyes on the exterior of Memento Mori, a haunted gift shop carried over from Magic Kingdom. Here you will find the widest array of themed items pertaining to Master Gracey, Sinister Hollow, the Museum of the Weird, and all manner of arcana. Beyond the dilapidated walls of a former schoolhouse overrun with thorns and thistles, over creaking floorboards (audio effects triggered upon arrival), you will find an otherworldly interior far larger than its façade suggests.
While the merchandise is always fun and on-theme – with seasonal items connecting to every corner of Sinister Hollow – it’s in the observable details where Memento Mori is most memorable. Get your palm read by Madame Z’darrrrrrrrrr, an animatronic gypsy figure in a case. Witness a one-way mirror where your image fades away, replaced by a snarling phantom. Activate a Romani vardo wagon, and hear unseen spectral horses whinny. Gasp in fright as top shelf toys come to life of their own accord.
Come, claim your inheritance.
Legal matters regarding the Gracey family estate have finally been resolved, many generations later. The executor has at last finalized the will. Escrow is closed. Now, from the rear of a vintage hearse, all that unclaimed property can be yours. Like a hastily assembled yard sale, old attic trunks and family heirlooms dot the roadway. Come, pay your respects to the dearly departed at a shrine to the Gracey legacy, listen to Gracey’s will read over a Victrola…then purchase a souvenir at this small but elaborately themed gift cart.
We hope you've enjoyed your visit to Sinister Hollow, Disneyland's latest, most immersive land: ripe with adventure and possibility.