Written by: Storytrail Each year, countless numbers of children dress up in costume and head outdoors…
How is anyone able to walk away and abandon such a beautiful property? That is a question that explorers are asked on a regular basis. It was also the thought that crossed my mind as Bumblebee and I slowly drove up a weathered driveway in a small, relatively unknown town.
The faint smell of cigarette smoke permeated the air as the firefly like sound board jittered and lit up to the electric buzz of the anticipated amps surrounding the stage. The warming glow of spotlights spilled out of every ornate window lining the solid wood paneled walls.
On a cold day in the middle of Winter, Bumblebee and I were out driving snowy backroads while listening to music. Holding hands and talking, we suddenly found ourselves faced with an unassuming farmhouse, positioned far off the road.
Written by: Bumblebee Focusing the ridged ring on my camera lens and delicately dialing in the…
As we eagerly stepped inside the abandoned house, we immediately knew that it was something special. After we set up our cameras, we toured the hallways and rooms. Eventually puzzle pieces began to connect, and a story began to unfold.
Storytrail and I looked at each other as if to suggest that the other had some kind of brilliant plan. Taking in a deep breath I found myself looking skyward at the falling flakes, all around us a dense silence prevailed, standing in the looming shadows of a boarded up hospital.
Heading home from a weekend of exploring various abandoned locations, Bumblebee and I spotted a tell tale sign of an abandonment: a long overgrown driveway.
“I shoot every second person, the first one just left.” The unspoken words hung in the looming stale air.
Tuberculosis (TB) is a disease that can be deadly… take a look inside a TB asylum abandoned for a decade.