So, what do we have here? Just another ruined old industrial building?
No, definitely nope. This is the place where my nightmares were made. The place, where I met my childhood trauma back in 2006, my first ever entrance in 2009, my first ever full exploration in 2010, a place I visited again in 2015 and in 2020 and decided, that I would once again want to fully document, which I did back in 2021.
Somebody shot a firework inside the building in 2021 just a month after my final visit. Three teenagers were charged for the fire, but I can’t find any info about what happened with them in the court. The owner refuses to clean the ruins. He says, he had a functioning building until the fire.
And yet I’ve come here to see, if there is anything familiar I can recognize in the ruins.
It looks like a desperate operation. Concrete, wood, bricks and a few rusty radiators is all I can see here.
And it doesn’t get any better when approaching the courtyard.
Nope. Still nothing.
This is the view from the courtyard. The facade of the building once stood there. Huge pallet piles once occupied what was a loading dock once located on this side.
That one door in the top middle of the photo once led to one of the worker apartments in the factory.
The garage building is still left. I have nothing to explore there, I’ve seen it all.
The fire crews have simply pulled down it all trying to extinguish the fire burning in the structures of the building.
The corner with the entrance to the apartment wing. That washing machine stood there for years.
The far end of the ruins with the flea market looking room. Grass has started to grow on top of it.
More of the radiators. And apparently one of the birches growing in front of the building.
Another look at the entrance. The tag on the brick block was located next to it.
And one of the multiple bikes inside the building. This is probably my final goodbye to this location.
So, goodbye, my nightmares.