
And so I am for the first time in the old main stairway of the building. Let’s have a closer look at what’s behind the door to the right.

A counter with music equipment and kitchen stuff. Looks like the student council café.

And the same spot photographed with a flash.

A look deeper. Looks like the basement. I’m not going into one of those.

And an elevator.

A sign guiding to the English class.

And the ground floor corridor of the original school. It is starting to look like the corridors were color coded.

All the classroom doors by this corridor were locked. As it was the ground floor, it was understandable.

So I turned my attention back to the basement door at the other end of the corridor. And surprisingly enough, entered it.

The boiler room of the school had been here. But as it had later been connected to the district heating system, this room was nowadays just used to distribute the heat to the entire, large complex.

At the back was a large room, which largely resembled a garage.

And behind it was a staircase. A basement behind a basement?

The electric central.

The ice skates of Kello school? Interesting. Kello is a village some distance away from the church village, which was the center of the old municipality of Haukipudas.

The phone central of the school. Did they really have their own?

Even the skis, the sticks and the ski boots of Kello school have been located here.

And this is the room I was guided to. Well, these look like they have been holding skis. Kello school has evacuated their things before the closure of the school, it seems.

Tables for the ski boots and shelves for the sticks, perhaps.

Christmas lights, decorations and lights according to the tapes.

Oh, and the ice skates, I forgot all about the ice skates. These look like about as old as the school building.

Tails, gnome hats, socks and stockings. What a storage.

Save electricity, shut the lights. A piece of good advice.
Now why the hell was I in the basement, when I usually don’t do them?
Well, I was in here with a permission. The place was closed an there was absolutely zero chance of anybody else being in the building. The electricity was on, there was absolutely zero chance of being trapped somewhere underground in the dark with somebody I wouldn’t want to meet. I was absolutely safe.
And being absolutely safe is the best feeling ever during an exploration. Because of that feeling I was ready to explore the basement.
But now that that’s been done, I’m ready to move on!