After finding the entrance to this beautiful school with antique and beautifully carved woodwork and staircase ... We had the chance to take few shots before the fear of our lives.
Hearing someone whispering and walking slowly on the craking wood floor in the hallway just few feet away from us; we were at this time in the large shed / garage.
Before getting in, you could hear a redneck having fun shooting some stuff at the back of the school.
After stirring these events in our minds and proclaim our presence aloud without any response, we took the option to get the hell out of there by a window, I still have wet hands rethink this exploration!