Nightmares Revisited Part VII

So the time has come for the last post from the abandoned abattoir. At least for now. And it’s time to explore the garage and power station building. Most of the doors were locked and tightly sealed, so there was no access. Luckily not all of them. Even though the sign tells you to shutJatka lukemista ”Nightmares Revisited Part VII”

Nightmares Revisited Part VI

Out we are again. The stairs and the platform next to the low wing part were all covered in glass. Down in the basement we go. This part of it had natural light coming in, and contained sinks and showers. This is apparently, where the butchers had washed themselves after a long day of hardJatka lukemista ”Nightmares Revisited Part VI”

Nightmares Revisited Part V

Back down we go then. As the third floor had been all about apartments, I expected to find them on the second floor, too. This, however, proved not to be the case. What we found instead was an office space full of documents belonging to a company which had operated in the building after theJatka lukemista ”Nightmares Revisited Part V”

Nightmares Revisited Part III

I have already reached the door. It wasn’t exactly difficult to get this far, as all doors so far had been wide open. I had previously been too afraid to even get to this point, now I was feeling just fine. And I was about to enter, for the first time in daylight. Like IJatka lukemista ”Nightmares Revisited Part III”

Nightmares Revisited Part II

After leaving the low wing of the old abattoir, we headed towards the main building, which I had already once visited. A look back towards the direction we had entered the building from. It was supposed to be white, but its skin was peeling. Several Windows were broken. This one looks like it has beenJatka lukemista ”Nightmares Revisited Part II”

Nightmares Revisited part I

More than a year had passed since my drunken nightly visit to the abattoir I was so afraid of. After the visit my nightmares abruptly stopped and the fear was completely gone. I told my colleague about the abattoir, the visit and my desire to further explore the place during daylight hours. She told meJatka lukemista ”Nightmares Revisited part I”

The Place Where My Nightmares Were Made

It had now been more than two years since I saw the abattoir, which sparked my interest towards abandoned buildings. I had tried entering it numerous times, but it came to nothing. I drove to the village, parked my car and walked the last hundred meters just to freeze from fear at the gates. AtJatka lukemista ”The Place Where My Nightmares Were Made”