So i was in this hotel...

lololololol trollinnnnn
nicely done.

In the winter of 1944, with overtaxed supply lines in the Ardennes, a medic in the German army had completely run out of plasma, bandages and antiseptic. During one particularly bad round of mortar fire, his encampment was a bloodbath. Those who survived claimed to have heard, above the screams and barked commands of their Lieutenant, someone cackling with almost girlish glee. The medic had made his rounds during the fire, in almost complete darkness as he had so many times before, but never had he been this short on supplies. No matter. He would do his duty. He had always prided himself on his resourcefulness.The bombardment moved to other ends of the line, and most men dropped off to sleep in the dark, still hours of the morning - New Year's Day, 1945. The men awoke at first light with screams. They discovered that their bandages were not typical bandages at all, but hunks and strips of human flesh. Several men had been given fresh blood transfusions, yet there had been no blood supplies available. Each treated man was almost completely covered, head-to-toe, with the maroon stain of blood.The medic was found - sitting on an ammunition tin - staring off into space. When one man approached him, and tapped him on the shoulder, his tunic fell off to reveal that large patches of his skin, muscle, and sinew had been stripped from his torso and his body was almost completely dried of blood. In one hand was a scalpel, and in the other, a blood transfusion vial. None of the men treated for wounds that night, in that camp, saw the end of January 1945.
 
Just got back from our tour of the mills... Holy shit this place is crazy! I wouldn't want to spend a night in a few of the places we went, no way in hell. Some places had secret passages or staircases that went weird directions- some were locked from odd sides, and there were trapdoors and ladders going all over the place. We even found vaults with a whole bunch of really, REALLY cool old prints of when the mills were going full steam. I'm now on a mission to get them and some archived information from the vault secured for the Library's historical information center on the place- I'd hate to see them be lost to a dumpster when the development company cleans this place out in a few months. No way will I let that happen.

Anyways, we got a bunch of good pics but I don't have time to upload a bunch- so here's a few quickies to show you this place a little.

Eerie rooftops...

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Sketchy hallways...

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Spooky open spaces...

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With spooky catwalks over them...

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And freakishly miniature stairwells to said catwalk, locked from the outside and hair-raising scratch marks on the inside doorjam

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The underground tunnells weren't creepy tho. Nope. This one stretches about a third of a mile to the river.

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Want to take a spooky dooky?

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Lots of ladders and sketchy staircases.

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That lead to cool shit

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This is what runs an antique clock tower if you ever wondered.

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So yeah, that was an awesome day. Totally stoked to have done it before this place changes forever. I wish I had time to make a horror flick here, maintainance guys had some spooky stories you could totally turn into a fucking BANGER thriller.

 
Um, so yeah... I just blew up the catwalk photo after I posted it... Anyone else see a white figure at the far end??? That is freaky as fuck. That shit was not there.
 


I just read all of that, even the extra further stuff and that other ladies blog posts. sketch as fuck, do you know if it is real? I didn't look into anything to see if it was real or not.
 
I dont know how much you know or are involved with photograpy, but with some minor editing this coud be an incredible photograph. Lots of people find beauty in destruction, and the lighting is amazing.

Sell prints of this, I'd buy one.
 
yeah man, go back and add some grafiti, that would make it HARDCORE!!!!
but actually, no ladder and pimp it out, thats a dece hallway
 
HOOOOLY FUCK i was just reading these while im alone in the house. i just decided to stop and go back to doing homework when i heard a baby-like shriek behind me. my heart fucking drops, until the scream distorts into an animal shriek and i realize that the screen-door behind me is open and that two raccoons are fighting in the woods. fffuuuuuuuuuuu
 
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