And so I left the confines of the beast's lair, always searching. I went upstairs to show what kind of otter hole I got myself into; Usually I had gotten in and out of the secondary campus though this hole
but I had since found a secret passage back, which was a lot more boring. It was the shortest path from the train station to the secondary campus. The faster route took me though this place, directly underneath the classes
There were other mysterious boards like the one portrayed above, where a mere touch conjured maps that moved and showed the quickest routes to wherever you might want to go within the six stories of mall. Floors were staggered, so it was hard to get a shot that encompassed both a higher level and one of the mysterious boards. An oversight, but I had a schedule to keep. 6 stories higher, I found this view
to keep me company for the next hour. The box was another marvel, where you could have images of light and sound come from recesses in the ceiling. I had to stay for the hour, because I knew it was essential to find what I was looking for. After an hour, I left the confines to find one of the icons of the city, along with a steaming vent. It was not especially steamy, but I knew some that thought said steamy vents were only in movies
Wanting a better vantage point, I scoured the nearby large edifices for one with a roof access. I tried the secondary campus first; it was an adventure in itself. I discovered an elevator shaft that went up to 9. 9 and 7 did not work, but 8 was creepy. Stepping out of the elevator, I found a long hallway with no doors. After following 3 such doorless (save electrical and maintanance closets) hallways, I began to get the feeling I shouldn't be there, and would somehow get lost or killed or something, and no one would know. There was just a aura of creepiness in the seemingly longer-than-the-building, claustrophobic halls. I gave up on that venture and quickly headed outside, where there was beautiful, open outdoor space.
Outside I continued my venture for a better view. There were almost no inviting roof-access buildings, except for one parking garage. Marching past the "NO TRESSPASSING" signs and climbing up 8 flights of stairs, I was somewhat disappointed in the view afforded. But I couldn't leave empty handed, so I share with you the spoils of my long climb.
Perhaps it's full of bees? I went back down and backtracked to the hole I had came out from hours ago and made my way to the secondary lair. Unlike the first train that brought me here on the wings of screams, the second was tamer in the sense that it was quieter, yet more wild as the ride was more jerky and abrupt. I would follow this tunnel; maybe what I seeked would be beyond.
Details about which train was what was in a cryptic language of fast moving dots;
Needing to reset my image aquisition device for speed, you can see this:
After boarding, I watch the train that took me glide away, occasionally sparking where the contacts touched wire
I walked past a monolith, one of a few at most entrances to the primary campus
And went to an underground area to get some lunch to go. Along with food, the area had a large recreational area, not shown is a game played on a fuzzy green table
There were also a lot of paintings, one of which is here, but there were many similarly themed, along with themed metalworks.
As an aside, there appears to be a deer in the above picture. It may or may not be familiar.
I then spent time touring the campus, noting various flora, landmarks, and such.
The dreaded ironphage is an inhabitant of the campus. It was hard to photograph (Otherwise why would there be blur) and will BREAK your LIFE
In the last picture, I had decided to climb up a plaza building. Halfway up I decided to take that picture of purple pesc--flowers. Maybe Tavis would like the purple theme. Another odd artifact frames a yellow bench in the background. As I continued my climb, the task became more daunting
but at the top, you can see the landing where I took the shot looking up, as well as most of the front quarter of campus. Looking around, I notice half-erased scrawling of who-knows-how many years ago
and a closer of the stuff at the top
I also notice most of the avian company is absent at top save one lone companion:
the rest probably took shelter from the storm that was going around.
The trees in the background of an earlier picture were rather large.
There are probably larger trees out there, but we have some rather big ones too. It was hard to show the scale of how big they are without parallax ruining everything, and there was simply too much more to see on my search.
Apparantly there was a ghost in that last picture D:
There was also a house of Tomes
I predict spending time there in the future, and though I knew I would not find what I'm looking for there, it would be essencial for the journey.
And as the day drew to a close, I took a pipe home
and began the 2100 step one-way journey that I take at least twice a day, with a heavy rucksack. I would need to trek beyond the horizon, then back again the next day.
Along the way, I pause at the induction coil triggers. Some may not have seen these before, or noticed, but they are cut into asphalt and as cars drive over them, the MEHTUL in the cars induce a voltage that tells street lights cars are waiting.
Camera dying, storm getting worse, I finally arrive at my temporary lodging for the next 4 or more years.
At my Iraqi palace front door,
I enter and am seated at my favorite chair, before my computer is conjured up by my servant Djinni in a lamp.
And while I might not have found what I'm looking for, with time I will eventually arrive where I let myself go.
(notes: the camera screen was very hard to look at; I was basically pointing and shooting blind. And if you're thinking of stalking me based on these pictures, I've taken that into consideration and chose which pictures to show carefully ^____^)
Now I ask you, for this week only; what should I go back and take pictures of? The only thing off limits was that crazy 8th floor, that seriously creeped me out.
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I also read your commentary, and looked at the non-rail pictures. I love stuff like this... photographic journeys through cities... my kind of thing. Again, thanks for posting.
Undoubtedly.
