An urban explorer named AD found and photographed a facility filled with mannequins, statues, and accessories in various states of disrepair. They are just stored away, with no visible museum or other business visible.
An extended family of life-size figures call this space home, their faces and bodies disfigured and fragmented by neglect and the passage of time. Discarded limbs from some of these unsettling inhabitants can be seen piled high, seemingly ripped from their torsos, as if victims of a gruesome – albeit bloodless – massacre. A coffin, meanwhile, lies open, perhaps awaiting an unsuspecting occupant.
The photographer won’t give the exact location, because 1. he or she wasn’t supposed to be there, and b. there’s no need to encourage others to trespass. It’s an urbex ethic. However, we are treated to a collection of eerie photographs AD took when he/she had the chance. See them at Scribol.