Abandoned Substation Exploration

Stumbled across an abandoned substation yesterday, its rusted iron ribs humming with forgotten power. The only light came from a stray bulb, casting long shadows that felt like old friends rather than threats. I moved silently, trusting the instincts that have learned to read danger as a language. The silence here is heavy, but the cracks and echoes seem to hold stories that refuse to fade. The thrill of the unknown remains, yet each rusted corner reminds me how time weaves its own narrative in decay. #urbanexploration 🗺️