As a continuation from horror (or something) in part 1, please find part 2 of the ‘Heckingham Institute’ urban exploration experience…
So there we were, shocked and scared at what had appeared. That was until I realised that it was Darren dressed up in props – yes that was it, today we took props to the asylum to do some phototrickery
all was good again, I realised my mind must be slightly warped, possibly so – I love horror, hard metal, urbex and mental asylums however what was too happen soon was pretty whacked out…
We got sorted and headed back through the maze of loft space, watching each foot step as to not fall through the roof and to an uncertain and broken future.
We stopped and pondered the lift gear, what had happened in the lift, what had the lift been witness to…? We looked down at the despondent lift which now lives it life stuck on the ground floor. We pushed buttons and pulled levers in a desperate attempt to bring it back to life – no luck this time.
The light in this last room was awesome, it was produced by a large hole in the roof. Below the hole as a straight drop through to the second floor. The door has 1925 written on it, looked like the sign writer had put it there. The door and writing had aged really well. That was it, we had done the entire top floor, time to carry on the mission
We made our way out of the lift and back into the long dark room, to the left was some light – we were attracted like moths to a flame. Inside we found another broken wash room and toilet. Again, these had all been smashed up… such a shame.
Whilst we were in here, I heard some noises – scraping and banging. My instant reaction was that this was wind related, wind banging a door or a loose board. I asked Darren if he had heard something, he confirmed “no” – excellent…. UNTIL I heard another noise, much closer this time. We walked back through into the large room and turned off all our torches, we waited and listened – you could hear a pin drop. We started to move forward, heard a noise and stopped again, we leant forward only to see a hand and arm go in front of a door, we were not alone…
Backing up against the wall, footsteps, crunching glass underfoot, we moved made a noise – footsteps stopped. An eternity of silence passed, our eyes adjusting to the dark conditions. I noticed Darren was still wearing the costume we brought for the shoot – I wondered what others may thing if they saw him. Learning a new sign language, I started aimlessly pointing my fingers around and nodding, Darren looked at me, perplexed. I spoke softly “… we can either back out of the room and down the stairs however we will lose their position, or we can just push on and find them”. Darren looked at me, nodded and said “lets go find who this is…”
We done some adjusting of kit and, with torches at the ready, we moved forward.
We walked on, doorway to the left – room check, “all clear”. Noises from the right – a corridor, “all clear”… Now noise from a door way, slowly approaching, something is close… BANG! 10,000 needles of light is emitted from my high power torch straight into the face of a head that had thrust its was around the door – initially panicking, I looked – then I saw a familiar object, a neck strap was attached to a camera… Two other blokes stood there, looking a touch nervous. A hand was thrust out, a gentleman’s handshake followed along with introductions.
We had bumped into “Black Shuck” from www.derelictplaces.co.uk and Brian Wells from www.norfolkinruins.co.uk, they were on site taking shots of the places – coincidence or what as I was recently talking online to Black Shuck about another photo location. We stopped, chatted for a while then continued on our way
We carried on exploring the second floor, much had been smashed and vandalised. We wanted to find a room to do the second prop shot however needed to ensure we were clear of Black Shuck and Brian.
This was it, this was the room – good light and funky surroundings. We waited a bit before we got the axe out and before Darren donned his mask again.
What madness lives within this asylum…? The “Heckingham Darkness”, we defeated the darkness in the loft, in this room we found the ultimate. Its teeth glowed in the light, it licked the sounds that came from its mouth, the axe swung, just missing the camera. How strong the weakness is, the darkness saw my Slipknot t-shirt and ran a mile, I wonder if Black Shuck and Brian saw it
Another hallway led to the front of the east wing – we were greeted with more decay
I wondered what this wash room was for, was the small basin a foot wash of some sort? Maybe this asylum did have some hidden luxury?
This room looked like it was showered in moonlight, a blue tinge to the calm lighting felt pretty tranquil. Such paradise is easily lost, masked is a large floor collapse – watch your footing! The room looked like a large sleeping area…
Room after room was explored, I grabbed this shot to show you the man behind “The Heckingham Darkness”, what a good sport right!
We followed this hallway back to the stairs, we had completed a circuit of the upper floor – it was time to head out and explore the outbuildings
We followed our noses to a place that reeked like a hospital – soon all was uncovered when we found a way in, we had found the heating and pumping block
As we walked in, we admired the verticals created by the pipework. Once this was a large infrastructure of heating – now it lays derelict
The large infrastructure stood in front of us, I wonder what had burned inside this incinerator – only the people that fed it would know!
The control panel once was the brain of the operation, now it lays dormant and will not see life any more. So much architecture is here yet has no more purpose but that of a reminder
A view from the top looking over pumping and pressurised equipment
Where’s Darren? We aim to get everywhere – Darren done the climb whilst I grabbed the shot. The view from here was awesome!
A old toolbox lays decaying in the old nurses room
Here nature has started the process of reclaiming the abandoned buildings. Lots of artefacts lay strewn all over the floor, many random objects and past items
This room is on the verge of collapse, little apart from nature holds the roof together. Was interesting to read the card system on the far right. This held the priority of engineering issues that were to be fixed
We walked out and had a quick walk around the building, we had spend around 6 hours on site exploring the entire asylum. We had done it again, mission complete – the buildings secrets had been plundered from basement to loft and outhouses.
And we were off, walking back over fields discussing the adventure we had just been on. Already I was thinking of processing and article writing for talkurbex.com
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I hope you enjoyed this urban exploration mission as much as we did!