How their architecture alone can produce an atmosphere of menace and control around them, to which you inevitably react, and from which you inevitably wish to turn away. Their very absence of an intelligent or conscious identity has its own strange power, and the natural human response is to protest this ambiguity. On a blank wall, one writes graffitti. Meeting an expressionless face, one shouts or strikes or smiles. Encountering empty air, however, one can only silently and passively resist.
Action is precluded from the start.
One cannot shout at what has no ears. One cannot push away the invisible. When this happens to us, it is quite possible that we may have fallen under the dark spell of stasis, especially if we continue to feel, although conscious of the spell, totally paralysed to act against it. That all this was a real phenomenon, I don't doubt. That any dark agent cast the static spell, and can be held accountable for it, I do doubt.