Closed pulp mill, Uusimaa, Finland (Part 2)

Exploring this pulp mill was a bit more exciting than usually since it was around midnight when we arrived there. Examining endless corridors and rooms of the factory took hours and made possible an extremely beautiful sight: watching the rising sun to swallow dusk and light up the whole pulp mill from its huge skylight windows. Just before the sun rose I looked out from the top floor window and saw a group of bats flying over the rooftops. It made everything feel even more unreal.
   In the storeroom a calendar told us it was Monday, 18th October in the year 1982. Somebody had spilled coffee on the joker playing card and eaten Diplomat sill straight from the can. Some of the wooden stairs were half-collapsed and climbing them felt like a gamble with gravity. Crunching of pidgeon bones under our feet echoed from the walls when we walked around the upper floors.
   One of the weardest things in the pulp mill was an ornamental safe. It was firmly locked, rusty and unbelievably heavy and somehow it didn't fit in. Usually there's not that elegant items in factories. I'm still curious what it hides inside and hate the fact that I'll probably never know. But on the other hand, it gives a chance to come up with the most imaginative stories.