It feels strange to stand in these abandoned spaces and think of all the industry and energy which once must have enlivened them – to hear the silence around oneself, broken only by the sounds of cars on the highway, quite close yet vastly distant.

Strange, and in no small part, ominous. With a companion, not so. But alone, one begins to get the sense that, at any moment, some thing might leap or slither forth from the shadows, and with quiet tread approach until –

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