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Location: Edmonton/Seoul Gender: Male Total Likes: 2663 likes
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| | | | Re: How did you guys get in to urban exploring < Reply # 6 on 10/17/2023 8:55 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | My origin story has a bit of intrigue. Though I had visited an abandoned farmhouse as a teenager and had spent a few childhood summers playing in construction sites, I didn't learn about urban exploring until I moved away from my hometown. Shortly after I moved to Korea, a friend back home told me over MSN Messenger about urban exploring and got me interested. Shortly after that, a suspicious person contacted him trying to learn more about the city's UE community, and really wanted to contact as many explorers as possible. He was suspicious of this person because their story about meeting was full of holes ("It was last Tuesday" "I didn't meet anyone last Tuesday" "You were pretty drunk" "No I wasn't"). Being in another hemisphere, I had a pretty airtight alibi for absolutely any possible accusation, so I agreed to let this person contact me and I'd claim to be a leader of the local UE community in an attempt to find out his deal. At the time I suspected he was a journalist, and my friend thought he was a cop. So I was put in touch, and this guy was primarily interested in asking me for more contacts. He might have asked me if I had gone to a particular site. I was feeding him a story about planning to go in a tunnel under a government building, and I was planning to tell him the next day that I had found a dead body, and see what kind of mess that would kick up. But when I logged in next, his profile was missing. Finally I found it, renamed as "THIS ACCOUNT HAS NOW BEEN HACKED." Other explorers had gotten to him first. Turns out he was a private detective hired by a site owner looking to prosecute as many trespassers as possible. After that, I heard from newer friends over here that Korea has some abandoned buildings, and was soon brought to see some examples for myself. I later found out they were understating it.
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| Deserted Finland
Location: Helsinki, Finland Total Likes: 88 likes
| | | | Re: How did you guys get in to urban exploring < Reply # 16 on 11/8/2023 11:34 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | To be honest, one of the strangest and creepiest stories of my life. Back in 2006 I went to visit my family for Christmas. It was cold and dark, but there was no snow, which is extremely rare in that part of the country. This meant, that it was even darker. I was still 17, but my family had bought me a car for my 18th birthday. I wasn't allowed to drive yet, but wanted to go on a ride anyway. So we went with my family. We decided to drive to a village, where we lived in 1992-1993. I hadn't been there in 10 years, and when we started approaching it, I started feeling very uneasy. There was a sort of a tickling sensation starting from my lower spine gradually growing all over my body the further we went. Suddenly I saw a large, white building with a tower in the darkness. I was literally frozen with fear. I asked my family later what the place was. They told me it was a former slaughterhouse, but it had been abandoned already by the time we lived in the village. I asked, if anything happened there, my family said no. I couldn't sleep that night. I lay in bed and thought about my childhood a lot. And finally I found a memory. It was a very hot and very humid summer day, so hot, that you couldn't drink a glass of lemonade without breaking sweat. My mom's cousin was babysitting me, and we had gone to the grocery store. Thunder was rising and the sky was turning very black very quickly. We walked under a railroad bridge, which made hissing sounds every time a train had just passed or was about to pass. A train had just passed. After the overpass I looked straight to the tower of the building, which was rising towards the black sky. And I never walked past the building with my eyes open again. I turned 18, I got my driver's licence and drove several times to the village with the slaughterhouse. I went there alone, I went there with my friends, but I just couldn't get past the gates to the area. Every time I was frozen with fear. Two years later I was battling severe depression. I didn't leave home, I drank too much. Every night I had the same dream: I destroyed everything. My friends lost their loved ones because I couldn't keep their secrets, they died because of my shortcomings. And every time when things were really bad, I started running. I ran until it was dark and I was standing on stairs in front of the tower frozen in fear. That was when I woke up. Finally one night my friend arrived with three bottles of wine. She said, that I will drink until I give her my car keys and we drive to that village. At around 1 am we left. My friend promised to come with me, but a night train had just passed, and the bridge's hissing scared her too much. She told me to go alone, so I ran until I stood on stairs in front of the tower. I went in. I was so afraid I could only hear my heartbeat and my own blood rushing in my veins. I climbed the stairs to the top and suddenly found my inner peace. I sat there for 45 minutes drinking wine and daydreaming, until my friend called me asking if I was alive. For one reason or another this experience brought me back to life and I started doing things again. A year later I told this story to a colleague. She told me she had worked for the museum authority photographing old, abandoned buildings and that we should go to this village and document the house. That was when I found out that abandoned places are lovely and fascinating. And here we are, almost 300 locations later...
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