Bagn is the administrative centre of Sør-Aurdal municipality, Norway. Its population (SSB 2005) is 687.
Attractions include the Valdrestunet mall as well as Bagn Bygdesamling further down the valley.
James Eustace Bagnall ALS (7 November 1830 – 3 September 1918) was an English naturalist with a particular interest in botany, especially bryology. He was the author of the first Flora of Warwickshire (VC38) in 1891. A noted bryologist, he wrote the Handbook of Mosses in the Young Collector Series, various editions of which were published between 1886 and 1910.
James Eustace Bagnall was born in Birmingham on 7 November 1830. He was the eldest son of James Bagnall (1804–1874) and his wife Jane Amelia (née Wall, 1806–1888). When younger, he lived with his family in central Birmingham, being educated at Singers' Hill School; from 1881, census returns show him living with his sister Fanny in the Aston district of Birmingham. Initially he worked at his father's warehouse as a brass-founder. Between c. 1845 and 1897, he worked as a clerk at Hinks and Wells, who were Birmingham manufacturers of steel pen-nibs. He never married. He died on 3 September 1918.
Creeping and Cracking
Baby don't look back, no one goes home tonight
The evil we see and the evil we do
Brings out the beast in me and you
Waking up from screaming
You think it's all in your head
My my, it's a bad day to be alive
It's crawling under your skin and feeds of your hate
Just close your eyes and wait till the sun goes down
You better stay awake
The dark comes knocking so you better start running
Fear the demon in me, Fear the demon in you
Hear the voices calling you
Shadow's tongue licking your flesh
Rips the clothes clean of your body
Strip you clean straight down to the bones
You can't stay awake, You can't fall asleep
He's coming for your life
Don't wanna wake up dead, you know you're over your head
There ain't no turning back
You better stay awake
The dark comes knocking so you better start running
Fear the demon in me, Fear the demon in you
Laying in sweet tears
Dreams are turning into a living hell
The nightmares you see and the terror you feel
Takes a turn for the worse and becomes real
You better stay awake
The dark comes knocking so you better start running