I can't say I was ever much of a believer. But now I'm not so sure.
The first building I ever explored was a paper mill a little ways outside of Toronto. Something about the night we chose to venture out there really set the tone for what was to come. There was a thick fog that covered the road, almost knee-high, covering our headlights and making it hard to see where we were going. At the time we thought it was awesome and really gave the neighbourhood a kind of "ghost town" feel. Fearless, we parked the van and hurried over to the building. Despite the overwhelming amount of rubble that we had to traverse in order to enter the mill, we were energetic and all wide-eyed at what lay before us.
For anyone that has been there before, I'm sure you are all familiar with the graffiti that covers almost every wall in the main areas. After snapping a few pictures of the actual art among all of the vulgarities, we decided to head deeper into the mill.
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It's at that point that we came across corpses of several raccoons, a beheaded bird and some animal's skull.
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I hope you'll excuse the quality of some of these images. I absolutely COULD not get my camera to focus. At the time I blamed my low battery and switched to my SUPER high resolution android phone camera.... and tried to snap a picture of a long hallway just past where we found the dead animals and this is how my picture came out.
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In the darkness of the mill I cursed my phone for having such an awful camera but once we left and got back into the van, we zoomed in and agreed we could both make out two glowing eyes and a very tall, humanoid shape at the end of the hallway.
Like I said, I was never much of a believer, but this experience gave me doubts.
What about you guys? Have you ever felt a presence while exploring? Ever caught one on camera?