I traveled to northern Italy in the summer of 2018. A summer road trip filled with awesome memories. I zig-zagged across the country, following our map chaotically littered with pins. Each pin highlighted an abandoned place.
I arrived at one pin late in the afternoon, perhaps a little too late. I was too excited to wait, so I crawled in through to a tiny opening as soon as we saw it.
I was standing at the entrance of an old Italian insane asylum. These relics are from a darker time where mental health was poorly understood. The patients were called "mentecatti", a derogatory term equating to "half-wit" or "imbecile". They were locked up in these rural hospitals called "manicomio", which translates as "madhouse". Out of sight, and out of mind.
I was not alone though, I had two friends with me. As the daylight was beginning to fade, we all split up and began shooting.
Time was of the essence! The asylum was a maze of corridors and had several floors. I searched frantically to find all the important locations; the examination room, record office, the body slab, and so on.
I traveled the halls and corridors alone checking every room and corner. Constantly aware of the darkness encroaching.
We re-convened at the entry point, just as the last of the light faded.
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