Written by: Bumblebee
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.
Initially built in the late 1800’s as a three story house, this abandoned hospital would eventually see multi-story additions in the earlier part of the 1900’s as the community around it flourished. In the mid-nineties it would see its last peak, combining both long term and acute care under one roof. Finally after over one hundred years servicing the community, the doors to the hospital were shut for the very last time. A new, more modern hospital had taken its place in the community just up the street.
Letting it all sink in, I let out a low sigh, our only “window” of opportunity came in the form of a foot by foot and a half pane in the glass, or in this case lack thereof. While most people were sleeping away their New Year’s hangovers, I found myself next to Storytrail nursing a headache over the possibility of driving hours in deep snow with the possibility of not getting in.
Deciding that we may not get the chance again I cautiously slid my way into the darkness, feet tapping around for some kind of footing. Finding my way down a pile of collected twisted metal and around some pipes in the dark I looked back for my partner, and after giving her a quick tug we finally found ourselves out of the cold and into the pitch black bowels of the hospital.
With our headlamps on and our cameras in tow, we searched the maze like layout of the basement. Locker rooms with odd bits of personal belongings left by the last of the staff, boiler rooms where once great furnaces had become nothing but rusted scrap, an auditorium flooded to the brim, and of course the morgue, the last stop for some at this hospital but surly not ours.
Searching for a stairwell I found myself reflecting back on our explore of the Sanatorium, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of how eerie and different the darkness felt here. Save for one personal in my early exploring career, this was the closest I had ever felt to having a paranormal experience. With the howling wind of a snow storm beginning to pick up and the creaking of a hundred year old building, it was hard not to get chills in an already below freezing tomb of a basement.
Finding our way to a staircase, we began our ascent to the top. With each breath of air, our respirators made it that much more difficult to breathe as our footsteps echoed throughout the peeling paint falling like little flakes of snow. It was beginning to feel like the climb up Mount Everest, the cold air burning our windpipes.
Reaching the summit we breathe a sigh of relief as we looked up and down the endless hallways of frozen puddles, peeling paint, and grimy black mould. Almost a decade after closing its doors decay was evident everywhere, a stark difference to the bleached hallways and sterile smell of today’s hospitals…Mother Nature has taken time reclaiming what rightfully belongs to her.
Working quickly, we made our way up and down each hallway carefully working each room ensuring to capture every little detail. Covering multiple floors we were amazed at the equipment left behind. A pair of parallel bars are flanked by rusting weights and pulleys in a physio room that has more than likely seen many miracles. Another room houses an x-ray machine that since closing has collected rust and asbestos dust. A hydrotherapy tub sits in complete darkness, never to see another client or patient.
Leaving the hospital was nothing short of a breath of fresh air, three hours with a ventilator in below freezing conditions the warmth of my car was more than inviting. Driving home through a blinding snow storm, I couldn’t help but look over while holding Storytrail’s hand and thinking that there isn’t a luckier guy or explorer out there.
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