Well, well, what do we have there hiding in the bushes.
Isn’t it an old friend of mine, The Cursed School. Since our last encounter back in 2017 somebody has bought a whole lot of plywood and shut every single window of the building.
Now the school really isn’t cursed. As it is a protected landmark and still stands, I don’t want to reveal its location more closely than this. I named it like that because of the grammatically very badly written killing threats and curses on its walls. And also, because of one strange thing.
So far I’ve been inside 95 abandoned buildings: schools, hospital, mental asylums, even slaughterhouses, but I’ve never been afraid for anything else than guards, cops, homeless people, or drug addicts. This place was different shit.
I’ve told this story in my earlier blog posts, but I don’t expect you to remember it. I came here with two friends back in 2017 on a beautiful summer evening. We were alone in the school, that was for sure, but the thing was, that it didn’t feel like it. We had the constant feeling of being followed and even heard footsteps from the yard. We could see the yard with our own eyes, through the windows, and there was no one there. We left pretty quickly.
When I published those earlier photos back in late 2021 and early 2022, I was contacted by a local urban explorer. They told me that their experiences were pretty much the same. An uneasy feeling, which eventually caused them to flee the scene.
Last year I spotted another urbexer’s photos from here. I asked them, if there was anything special about the atmosphere, and they said yes. Easily one of the creepiest locations, they have been to. And nobody can explain.
So let’s just say there is something in the air.
This is the former teachers’ apartment. I’ve never been inside and couldn’t get there this time either.
The main building, however was fully sealed. And even if it hadn’t been, nothing in the world would have made me enter it alone.
While writing this post, I did a little more research on the place. Apparently this building was a primary school until the late 1980’s, when a larger school was built in the neighbouring district. After that, lower degree vocational social and health care students studied here, until the school got new premises in the mid-1990’s.
More recent events are unknown. Apparently the area is owned by a company from another town, and they intended to use the premises to manufacture something. Clearly that didn’t happen.
I next turned my attention towards this barrack here. Apparently the school became too small at some point, so they built one like that on the yard to get more space. Not too uncommon. It looks to be from the 1970’s.
There’s wild Pokémon in tall grass, they say. Nobody has said anything about wild computers.
The barrack school didn’t seem very interesting, but it was much less frightening than the old main school. The first room was full of cardboard boxes. And if you look at the roof, you can see, that it was full of mold.
Although the pupils have tried decorating the walls, this building looks even more cheap and temporary than the kindergarten I photographed just before this one.
The rooms are strangely small. Perhaps the walls have been moved, when the building left primary school use and became a social and health care school.
The barrack school wasn’t very interesting to explore. Everything was full of stuff and it was pretty dark inside.
The deeper I went, the darker it became.
The primitiveness of this building just became more and more striking the deeper I went.
As did the black layer on the roof.
In the end it got so dark and messy, that continuing was pointless. I came, I saw, I photographed, and as you can see, this was entry number 96 for me. Let’s see, how many more posts we need to write, before I have a full hundred.
Even if I entered that school, I wouldn’t get another entry. This one was number 16 for me. I’ve come a long way.
Surprisingly enough there was a way in, through the kitchen window in the basement. But like I said, there was no way I would enter alone, especially now that the place was completely without natural light.
It is difficult to say just what exactly makes this place so menacing that it scares everybody away. It really is one of the most beautiful abandoned locations I’ve been to.