
It looks like I’ve entered some sort of a break room. I wonder, what the point in ripping off ceiling boards has been. Can’t understand vandalism.

A dark photo of the toilet.

Entering production premises. Just like the old side of the factory, this side is pretty primitive, too. The machinery here looks more modern, though.

I wonder, what this thing has done.

A section of the hall was higher up.

What looks like a small office room.

A tiny and very dirty storage room.

The upper level.

Still no idea what that thing has done.

Whatever it was, it was leading to the strange door seen in one of the external photos earlier.

One more view of the entire machine.

And another, very bad one.

One more look at the small office.

And the falling sheds.

And the small hut I first explored.

I’ve removed the phone numbers and e-mails. You have to look elsewhere in case you are interested in buying an old sawmill.

It’s forbidden to trespass the sawmill area outside of working hours, the sign says.
Well, I’m glad I did it during working hours, despite nobody being here.
This area has now revealed all of its secrets. Time to leave it to the archives and find new locations.




























































































































