I am new to the Great Lakes area I originally a Texas native. I have been doing URBEX for about 7 years now and don't think will stop anytime soon.
I was looking at the DB MAP and found this precious jewel. I also found a camera from 1997, The PANASONIC Cardshot NV-DCF1EN. I like the way it adds a vintage feel to it. I am still a beginner in photography so if you have any advice on these cameras and shots, please let me know I am always open constructive critic.
Off the rip I really like how this school is still protected and has board up, I personally do not break in if the building is sealed off if there is law enforcement around.
There is a small entrance that was already pried open and immediately before you enter, I recommend dawning your respirator/ gas mask because the levels of asbestos and mold are the highest, I have ever seen. You will also need for something else if you want to visit the basement.
The first floor had 1/2 inch of water on the floor, had to watch to my step because there us a lot of wet sheetrock and paper. There is a way to the basement, but I did not go because there was a tipped over bin full of feces and rags, the stench was potent and heavy I did not notice at first because I was wearing a respirator. It only hit me when I was stepping over it is thinking nothing of it and then it happened—the familiar sensation that every seasoned URBEX enthusiast knows well that inexplicable feeling that something awaits around the next corner. A presence, perhaps malevolent, lurking in the shadows of forgotten spaces. I chose not to proceed and turned away.
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As I explored the second floor of the building, a sense of sadness took over me the rooms marred by vandalism a testament to the passage of time. But it was the peculiar scent that caught my attention: burnt wood. Odd, considering the entire structure was damp. As I ventured further, I encountered a grim sight: a collapsed floor obstructing a hallway, its charred remnants hinting at a past disaster. Undeterred, I gingerly navigated around the weakened floorboards. There, hidden amidst the graffiti-covered walls, I discovered a staircase leading somewhere—described as “boring” by the rebellious red spray paint.
Curiosity drove me to test the stairs’ stability. Little did I know the danger. The charred steps, remnants of a fire’s wrath, were treacherous. I HIGHLY ADVISE anyone who stumbles upon these stairs DO NOT TRY TO ASCEND Beneath that fragile staircase lies the debris of the collapsed floor, waiting for your demise into the abyss below. 🚧🔥🔨
