A day time explore around the abandoned asylum, something I haven't done in a long long time. Normally I would be walking around the former wards at night , it's strange, I forgot how different it looks during the day. The feeling I had while walking through the wards doesn't change. I hear a strange noise, I stop , I listen, totally silence so I don't make any noise. All I can hear is water dripping. " That is not the sound I heard"  I respectfully call out " is there anyone in here with me?" I stand in silence, no reply, not even a reply from another person exploring the building. The sound I heard sounded like a door shutting. Problem being there are no doors left on any of the rooms or corridors.

As I sit down with my back to the corridor wall , I wonder to myself how much foot traffic did this corridor have back when the hospital was open. Then again I hear the same noise again, to my left , I tern to look, I don't see anything, again I call out" hello""  and once again no reply.

I slowly make my way out of the building, wondering what life was like for the patients and staff back in the day. Then I see how time is catching up on these buildings, I ask myself how much longer do we have to explore and investigate here. We all know these locations are on borrowed time, but it doesn't make it easier when we hear that we have lost another location either to development or vandalism. I've often left a location wondering if we will ever be able to come back. Ive said quite a few times now after loosing a location " I just wanted one more visit". When we lose a location it's not just the building we lose, it's the history and storys that will never be told. As I walk out of the building I gently say my goodbyes and hopefully return soon.