Terminus 2007: Febuary

[jack_babalon]

Adventures in urban exploration along Dekalb Avenue. Teamed up with the Magpie to sneak into an abandoned factory that was acting as the Holiday Inn for some of the cities less fortunate. Walking through a labyrinth of caved in walls sprawled in indechiparable tags, abandoned stairwells that creaked menacingly under the weight of our steps, quietly past behemoth husks of rusted machinery, took in the skyline view from the gutted out loading bay, scrambled over the rubble, laughed with adrenalin giddiness under the rafters, watched rats scrurry across mounds of molded magazines and took our own sweet time in a place no sane man would find himself unarmed!

It was one of the best adventures i've ever had.

Less than ten months later and it's been tore down, the whole thing, paved over to make way for yet another useless condomenium that no one can afford to live in during the "housing crisis".


Cave of Initiation


Breeching the secret places


After you


45 RITON


Sprachen der "TAG"?


Ticket to Ride

We found this toy rocket bike (or whatever it is) lying right by a pile of electrical cords, snipped plugs and computer monitor cables. I have no idea of what use it could have possibly been, but one can't shake the weird feeling that there were homeless mad scientists designing a home made space ship. Guess we'll never know now.


Terminus: View from the loading bay


GNAR


G.A.C Gangsta Ghoul


A bad room
In our wanderings I came up to this room and felt one of those sixth sense chills that told me something very, very bad had happened here and happened not to long ago. I couldn't bring myself to step in. I tried to capture a shot of it but it doesn't really convey the pure creepiness that oozed out of the doorway. You can't see it in the shot but there was a legless chair propped against the wall and pile of debris piled neatly on a soiled mattress.

The things I do for fun, huh?


Second story view from a ghost squat house


"We're waiting"


Hobo Exit

From here we made our 'escape'. I wanted to risk crawling through the Dekalb exit (squeezing yourself through the space you could push between the gate and the chain link fence). Magpie wanted to cut across the rail tracks and slip through a hole in the fence by the Matress Factory lofts. We did it his way, taking the 'Hobo Exit' that led to the trains. We hopped between the cars, over the connectors, my heart was pounding raw panic into the skull. I was scared shitless. Memories of our run in last year with the Rail Bulls had made me uneasy. Past the third train and we ran along the fence. We were looking for a whole in the fence.

No dice! The one we were looking for was resealed up. Magpie told me to calm down, that it was here somewhere. I wasn't having any of it. I was in the grip of fear. My yellow Buddha belly was knotted up in dread. Just when I was about to high tail it back to the factory we spotted a hole that hung about chest high a half block down from our target.

I insisted I went first. It took Magpie forming a step, ripping the crotch out of my coudroys when it (along with my black sweater) got snagged by a barb and me falling sideways into the otherside. Being a man of courage and valor I immediately ran to the nearest cover, a series of Christmas green oil drums and hid there. Magpie, being a lot more agile than I, monkey climbed through the hole with zero problems. Caught me peeking over the drums and had himself a good laugh at the sight of me peeking over the drums to see if he got caught or not.

We made our way back to his car and we never went back.

The intrepid 'Adventurers':

"Screw loose and Osiris Risen"


"Y" God "Y"?

Comments

[therealmacgyver.livejournal.com]

I'm glad that shot of you was above the crotch rip...