Stories featuring quantum-x
Four years, one week and two days ago four hopeful but reckless adventurers jumped off a Parisian Metro station platform and ran flat out down the tunnel, arriving in the end here at Croix Rouge. At that time, and still now, four years later, this abandoned underground railway station remains one of my favourites.
Never let siologen choose your accomodation. What he'll probably do is arrive at the hostel, settle himself into a 6-bed dorm with 5 teenage girls before welcoming you into your room by shoving the door open. The Asian girl inside will almost definitely fly off the handle and proceed to go nuts about the lack of manners.
There's an amazing feeling being down in the workings of a hydro plant, knowing that there's all that water potential above your head, held back by a man-made wall and a few valves. And of course, hand controls and levers attached to those valves are always going to provide temptation to mischievous intruders...
In order to reach the bridge we had to traverse along pathways of varying states. In one corner the stonework has disappeared to leave gaping holes, carefully stepped over. In some places complete sections of stonework have fallen away down into the water below, leaving only a single length of rail with which to cross the void.
Eventually I chose my moment and deftly snaked past the little yellow sign at the end of the platform, ignoring its warning and dropping down beside the rails and slipping into the darkness. The curve of the tunnel and the whitewash of the walls meant that I was anything but invisible to those still on the platform.
/ France, Belgium
Loud French voices announced Paris coming to life, and as it turned out maintaining of Notre Dames grounds was a daily charade. Thinly concealed behind summer greenery the error of my choice of abode was clear: these hard-working gardeners would hardly take kindly to an apparently lazy lowlife sprawled out amongst their hard work.
The heavy iron door opened silently. Eyes adjusted to the darkness, inevitably the path ahead was downwards by way of ladders. The clunking sound ceased - quantum-x had reached the bottom. Trying not to breath in the sparkling shards of fibreglass that were now airbourne thanks to our disturbance, I followed.
Despite an assumed 14 years of neglect, the place didn't seem to be doing too badly. The ward blocks looked sinister: barred windows and little observation slots in the doors. Ultimately we gained entry to both floors of both blocks, but that first time was the most exciting, for we had no idea what was to be found inside.
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