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Like I mentioned a little bit ago, the BH drove up to southern Colorado, drove around a while (probably to lose any tail, in blissful ignorance of my GPS tracker) then took off down a deserted road to where there were mostly only cows and prairie dogs to notice. I managed to catch up with him in real time for once, because I peeled up a different road that reached just about the same place, and hiked over in time to catch him disappearing into the little shed I already posted about.
It was starting to snow, so I got under cover in position to watch him come out again. Only he didn’t. After about an hour (and an inch or two of snow) he stepped out of a completely different shed, about a hundred yards from shed #1. Since there was no brush for him to hide behind, he must have gone through an underground tunnel.
But I wasn’t expecting to see him there, so I wasn’t in the right position for taking pictures of the whole scene, and before I could get in a better position he came after me and I had to run. (More on that later.) That’s my excuse for why I don’t have any one single photo that really captures the lay of the land, anyway.
The first picture below sort of gives a sense of the the distance.
Shed#1, near the bottom left of the photo, is really far up that pasture. Shed#2 isn’t visible in the photo, but it’s just under the green light.
The next photo shows that shed#2 is situated under the green light, but doesn’t show shed #1 at all, so I’m not sure how much it really helps.
I guess you’ll just have to take my word for it that they’re far apart.
To recap, the BH opens the door of shed#1 gun in hand, steps inside and busies himself for a bit, then reappears out the door of shed#2 a hundred yards away. Since there’s no brush or anything in between he could have hid behind, and I really don’t think he can apparate like Harry Potter, I assume there’s an underground tunnel connecting the two. That’s weird.
But what came next is even weirder. — Flyss
(A few more photos after the fold, also inadequate.)
It’s the middle of nowhere. There was the occasional car on the road, but no one at all walking on the walkway you can see on the far right. That’s not too surprising as it’s a dead end.
Having nearly gotten myself caught the other day because I wasn’t careful, this time I waited a 48 hours after he’d left the area before I checked it out. I couldn’t figure out what he’d done with himself the whole time. There’s nothing there. Here’s a view from a little lower down:
The walkway I mentioned goes under the lowest level in the photo above. I crossed over, climbed down, and took this next shot:
Ordinarily, a walkway is for walking from here to there, but like I mentioned, this one is a dead end. Probably it once went through to the other side of the freeway, but these days it’s blocked off by a concrete wall (hidden in the shadows at the far end of the photo.) I walked down there, but it was creepy as heck, and I only stayed long enough to snap a single shot.
It’s not entirely a dead end. This welcoming pitch-black tunnel branches off to the right:
I wasn’t crazy enough to go down it. I didn’t even have the guts to stick around long enough to take a clear photo. Instead, I snapped once and ran out.
From up top, I peered down through gratings to see if I could spot the catwalk you can just barely see at the top of the tunnel photo. (Trust me, it’s a catwalk.) But I couldn’t find it. The area is an amazing jumble of overpasses going in all kinds of directions, and I couldn’t tell where I was. I did find the following, though, visible through a hole in a broken wall.
I think the lamp might be the source of the dim light coming down from above the catwalk. But what are those things above the lamp? Air vents for an underground cavern? What did the BH’s quarry do there for 12 hours? Did he go down that tunnel? I have to think he did. There’s nowhere else to go from there.
I’m far away now, and in a different car that I don’t think can possibly be connected to the one I was driving before. I don’t plan on going back to that place again.
But I stuck a remote camera in a strategic spot on the ceiling of that walkway. – Flyss
Thanks, Flyss, for sending the GPS coordinates of that area. As you pointed out, just like the dish, it’s not shown on Google Earth. It’s not on any standard maps either, so far as I can tell. I visited a large library in Oklahoma. All any map shows is two freeways intersecting in what should be a simple interchange, along with a river, and a small town. Nothing like an industrial area — and none of the train lines one would need for a refinery. Furthermore, the refinery (if that’s actually what it is) doesn’t show up on EPA records either, and any refinery that size would be required by law to submit annual reports.
Do you have any more photos? (Don’t go back there! I just meant, did you collect any others while you were there?)
Glenn, have you found any references to this place in the material we’ve been analyzing, and that you’re so much better at deciphering than I am?
Kate, any ideas? — Stephen
I had been baffled by repeated references in the material we’ve been studying to f-tunnels. Underground tunnels, of course, figure extensively in conspiracy literature, but the “f” made no sense until your recent photos. It’s obvious now that the letter stands for “freeway.” I suspect now that at least some portion of the US freeway system is accompanied by underground passages.
I have particular suspicions about the set you stumbled on, off the map and behind some kind of equally secret factory. But it will take me a while to gather the information, both on the freeway tunnels and the secret factory. Back soon. – Glenn
As I mentioned, underground tunnels are a staple of conspiracy literature. Examples include a whole genre of underground tunnel theories involving Denver International Airport. See, for example, this thread on abovetopsecret and this youtube video. But it’s never made sense to me that the government (or anyone else) would build underground in such a public spot as an airport. True, DIA is next to Rocky Mountain Arsenal, which would seem to make it convenient for the government, but the arsenal happens to be a Superfund site, and it’s under much too much scrutiny for secret construction.
If one wished to create underground passages, wouldn’t one at least put the entrances in out of the way spots? And placing them near interstates only makes sense, like ports on a river. So, what better place to choose than a complicated overpass/underpass complex in the middle of nowhere? In fact, it seems to me I’ve run across quite a few overpasses that seem more convoluted than necessary. I wouldn’t be surprised if one or more are “haunted,” so to speak, by more than meets the eye. – Glenn
[NOTE: In a comment to this post, a leading spiritual figure in the "hollow earth" tradition suggests an alternative interpretation.]
As I’d mentioned, I planted a remote camera near that tunnel beneath the overpasses. Well it came through.
In the following photo, I’ve deliberately blurred the two people. But I sent the unblurred version to Glenn. I’ll let him comment on who they are.
A little history before I get to the blockbuster of Flyss’s post.
Just over a year ago, I saw two people meet on Antietam National Battlefield. One of them I recognized from photos in the crowd at the Kennedy assassination. In the intervening 45 years, he hadn’t aged at all. That was our first discovery, the one that got this all started.
But I didn’t get a photograph of them. In order to get evidence that would hold up, Flyss and I undertook a long search, described in the fixed page titled the “First Proof.” Eventually, we found incontrovertible proof of a another person who doesn’t age. We followed his trail from 1963 to 1995, with photos enough to prove matters even to a skeptic like Stephen. But then we lost track of him again.
Kate, however, hypothesized that there might be other people tracking him. Sure enough, we discovered that a former CIA agent we’ve nicknamed the Bounty Hunter was on his trail. It proved much easier to track him than track the Aussie himself.
The BH led Flyss on an interesting chase. I won’t recount all the details here, except to mention that he apparently kidnapped an old man who was living underground way out in the country. This led us to the notion of Hafeems (people who age, just very slowly), but lost us our GPS tracker in the BH’s car.
The BH, however, had placed a GPS tracker in someone else’s car. Flyss managed to discover that car, and plant her own tracker, which led her to another, very different underground tunnel. Quite sensibly, she didn’t stick around to study the place. But she inserted a remote camera. And, a few days later, it transmitted this photo of two people meeting near the mouth of the tunnel (and quite out in the middle of nowhere.)
It’s the same two people I saw at Antietam, after I read a message written by Antipollus and addressed to ” 3rd of the blue&black.“ One, at least, has to be at least in his seventies, considering his age back at the Kennedy assassination. But he looks like a young man of 25. The woman on both occasions wore a black dress with blue trim. — Glenn
The GPS tracker I placed beside the BH’s GPS tracker in an unknown third party’s car is still working. After visiting that tunnel beneath the freeway where we later saw the two Immortals, I don’t have the guts to check out in detail any of the places where it goes. But I don’t mind driving down an interstate (or its frontage road) and snapping photos.
This one is of a place he parked in.
Notice the cones. Again, are these ventilators for an underground space? — Flyss
If there were Immortals living in that tunnel, they’ve either bricked themselves in, or left Dodge. Anyway, the tunnel is sealed shut. Here are the shots before and after the folks in orange suits visited.
And then there were these ventilation grills I could see through a grate:
Can’t see it any more. The lights have gone out.
So, I guess that’s that. The question is, where did they all go? — Flyss
In response to a clue dangled before her by Laughing One, we’ve precipitately returned to the place where Flyss watched the bounty hunter kidnap an old man two months ago.
As detailed in this chain of posts, she had followed the BH to this rural spot in Southern Colorado, and watched him pull a gun and step inside a shed some distance behind an isolated farm house. While she crept up closer to get a view, he invisibly traversed hundreds of feet and emerged behind a stand of trees nearly beside her.
In retrospect, Flyss reasoned that there must have been an underground tunnel between the shed he entered and the one he exited, but because she’d been spotted and had to flee, she never verified her hypothesis.
This is an updated photo of the scene, taken last night:
We could find no evidence of any passageway departing from the entrance point (the structure on the far left) nor one emerging near the exit point (beneath the green light on the right.) We did, however, find indications that new dirt had been laid down, sod placed in certain areas, and heavy cinderblocks and other debris dumped on top.
Due to the proximity of an occupied farmhouse, we were unable to attempt to immediately rent a backhoe and excavate the site, as Flyss would have preferred. We did, however, note this pipe protruding about halfway between:
The presence of the manholes suggested to me that the pipe is merely an air-lock break for a large rural water main. But Flyss was of a different opinion.
(continued in the next post) — Strattera
However, having verified the existence of an underground tunnel here by sending a camera down its ventilation shaft, we’re unclear on where to go next. It is certainly unsettling to think that there may be underground passages beneath any number of unassuming rural farmhouses. How would anyone know? It’s enough to turn one into a conspiracy theorist. But there don’t seem to be any other clues here, and we’re at a loss.
Glenn has comments to make here, and so I’m turning over the floor to him. — Strattera
As Strattera no doubt knows, the idea that the world is riddled with underground tunnels is a staple of conspiracy theories. (See, for example, this site, or this one.) And it’s important to remember that not only was there an underground passage, Flyss’s observations together with evidence compiled by Stephen suggests that there was an underground dwelling stocked with provisions on the spot, and an aged man living there. Underground dwellings are another such staple. My conspiracy theory leanings are, for good or ill, becoming stronger with each revelation in this case.
Kate has convincingly hypothesized that the man was a Hafeem, as it is difficult to imagine any other reason why someone of his apparent age would live in such a way.
But that begs the question on why the Bounty Hunter kidnapped him. Furthermore, given the apparent connections between the BH and Laughing One, one naturally wants to ask the latter for an explanation.
But I suspect that the actual reason he sent Flyss back to the farmhouse is that he wants us to deduce the answer to that. — Glenn
[Addendum: In the comments section to this post, Laughing One seems to be stating: "Bingo!"]
Well, if you insist.
Remember those ventilation cones? I should probably post the photo. How do I do that?
Oh, I see magic happening. The invisible hand of “admin.”
Yeah, that’s the place. I wonder if you could take a look at it. Don’t get too close, though, OK? Just sit in your car in some public place and use that newfangled telepathic phonography method. You know, with the big lenses and the camera.
You can get better detail in the daylight. Here’s a closeup of one of the cones pictured in my last post.
It’s really rather peculiar. Not only is there a ladder going down inside, notice the wire wrapping around the top of the cone and the two antennae sticking up.
For the truly obsessed, I’ve posted a few more photos of this area after the fold. But what we saw across the street was an entirely different sort of strange. I’ll post those photos next. – Flyss
P.S. I’m just aching to jump down that rabbit hole and explore. But I’m not insane.
Damn. — Flyss
So, as I mentioned, across the street from the ventilation cones there’s another installation that’s at least as interesting. This second one is an ordinary building, in most senses of the word. It has a parking lot filled with vehicles and an obvious checkpoint at the entrance. It has ordinary-looking people who go to work at it during the day. However, it’s clearly at least somewhat related to its dark neighbor because the guards who work at the one place cross the street and work at the other.
And, also, it has giant dishes. Really giant, like thirty feet tall. The following image was taken while filling up at a gas station a good ways off. Note the burnt area:
Here’s another view that shows the military-style vehicle between dish 1 and 2:
(Click on the image to see a very large and detailed photo.)
But the best part of all is the name of the company that runs these things. It explains a whole lot, and suggests enough in the way of entirely new conspiracy theories to keep Glenn in happy conniptions for a year.
The name of the company will be revealed in my next post. In the mean time, enjoy the bonus photos below. — Flyss
Here’s a better view of dish 3, with a glimpse of dish 2 and the military-style vehicle again.
And here’s a closeup view of the third dish:
So, there’s a company that runs an installation with gigantic radio dishes and that also guards a set of ventilation cones that might very well aerate the entrance to an entire underground world. But what company is it?
There’s no sign out on the lawn. There’s no name on the dishes. In fact, there’s no name anywhere in sight. But, as it happens, Strattera used to work security on similar looking communication dishes used by the military in Iraq. A quick call to one of her buddies gave us the name of the outfit that operated that equipment: Geo Eye. We passed on the name to Stephen, who used his forensic accounting mojo and found that the small company that pays city taxes on the property is owned by company that’s owned by a company that’s owned by Geo Eye.
Here’s their logo. You may have seen it:
According to Wikipedia, Geo Eye is “the world’s largest space imaging company.” If our Immortals own that, I’m thoroughly creeped out.
But it gets worse. Just next door, there’s this funeral and mortuary home.
How convenient if one were ever to need to dispose of bodies for some reason!
And just past the mortuary there’s this branch of an innocent little company that’s only trying to rule the world (and that gets its Google Earth images from Geo Eye):
I’ll admit, this has me nervous. If the Immortals have infiltrated Google, what chance do any of us have? — Flyss
To wind up this thread at last:
As we discovered, the giant ventilation chutes pictured here do indeed bring air to an underground cavity.
But the underground cavity never belonged to any Immortals!
The records are quite clear on this. The underground area in question is an old limestone quarry, very much like a similar and more famous quarry used as office space in Kansas City, Missouri.
These old quarries have transferred ownership several times. Most recently, they were used to store medical records by a small company later bought out by Underground Vaults and Storage. When used for this purpose, the area was visited many times, as it was not secret. As it happens, a friend of my family had toured it in 2006. But when the original company was purchased, the new owner closed the facility to consolidate their holdings. It was then purchased by Google, which has done nothing more sinister than fill it with hard drives.
It was this information that we playfully withheld from Oxadrenals in order to playfully extort proof of his Hafeem status!
Truly, this is not at all what Oxadrenals feared. However, it is not in itself necessarily benign. Think of it: Google, the foremost non-governmental information holder in the world, and perhaps the foremost information holder period, operates a vast realm of caves, tunnels and other underground spaces in which it maintains square mile upon square mile of hard drives. These data farms have their own power supplies (powered by nuclear energy, some say) and have small underground cities of workers who maintain them. Even without any Immortal involvement, this is enough to make me very, very nervous. — Glenn
One last point: Look at the antennae on the vent pictured this post again. They match the HAARP specs exactly.– Glenn
So, in my last post, I was talking about an anachronistic brick building left over from who knows how long ago in the middle of an upscale downtown. It’s not exactly hidden, just ignored. Here’s a couple more views to show what it looks like all in all. (As always, you can click to enlarge.)
This one shows the same side of the building as the bricked over doors I showed in my last post. To the left, you can see the walkway behind the building, which we’ll examine in a later post:
This view is of the opposite side of the building:
I’ve saved this one for last, because its the nicest:
You can see that this was once a rather fine building. It’s just totally out of place in the city that’s grown up around it!
The question is, does anyone still use the poor abandoned place? (continued in my next post) — Flyss
We were looking at a centuries old and apparently abandoned build lost amid skyscrapers, particularly at this bricked in door:
As you may recall, we found this door by following a trail of clues originally noticed by one of Oxadrenals’ agents, but never taken all the way to their conclusion.
Given the fondness immortals have shown for tunnels beneath freeway overpasses or way out in the country between sheds, it’s natural to wonder whether the space behind that door goes anywhere. Breaking into it isn’t an option, as it’s really no more than twenty feet from civilization. But now that we’re working with pros, we can use professional methods.What we did is add a pecial kind of flash attachment to the camera, focus the lens and then take a picture. The moment the picture snapped, a little pellet flew out from the flash heading straight for the center of the lens’ focus.
I was focusing here:
The pellet went straight in the hole. In my next post, I’ll describe how it helped us trace a passageway. — Flyss
In my last post, I explained how we shot a pellet into a gap in the bricked up building. The pellet contains a type of radioactive tracer gas. It’s not harmful to people, but it spreads rapidly, escapes through relatively small spaces, and, what’s more, is very easy to detect with a little hand held meter.
That night was windless, which is necessary for the method to work. We walked around behind the building, which, as I mentioned, fronts onto a pedestrian passageway.
You can glimpse the rail on the edge of the pedestrian walk in this photo:
Here’s a view from behind the building, looking straight down the walkway (as always, click to enlarge):
It’s an interesting sort of passage, going as it does beneath several bridges. We walked along it some ways, checking for radiation emerging from the wall on the left (which would have a straight shot from the bricked up building.)
But while we found some interesting symbols drawn on the walkway wall, we found no trace of our radioactive gas.
Instead, it came out somewhere far more interesting. (Continued in my next post) — Flyss
In my last post, I described how the gas didn’t come out where we first looked for it. Where it actually flowed to is surprising.
Here’s a different view of that pedestrian walkway, one that takes in the opposite side of the street as well.
(As always, you have to click on the photo to enlarge it if you want to see anything.) The walkway we were examining earlier is on the left, as is the abandoned building (though that’s not shown here). But there’s an interesting feature on the right, indicated by the green arrow. Note where it is: in the middle of a road with no place to pull over. Cars are driving past all the time.)
Here’s a direct-on view:
What the heck are those doors doing here? It’s impossible to stop at this spot to load or unload. But there are high readings of tracer gas leaking around the seals!
In other words, there’s some kind of underground passage that connects the abandoned building on one side of the road to what appears to be a built-over industrial structure on the other. And, remember, we found the abandoned building by following a message clearly linked to the blue&black.
It gives me the shivers, and makes me want to second guess every abandoned building and door-in-the-middle-of-nowhere I’ve ever seen.
In my next post (which won’t appear until after a full day of slave labor under the tutelage of our tutor, a former KGB agent who calls himself Peter), I’ll sum up what we discovered, and where we’re going from here. — Flyss
To summarize the entire chain of posts beginning here:
We followed one of the many leads Oxadrenals has not had time to fully explore, and discovered yet more evidence of hidden passageways and possible secret living areas. In this case, the hidden passage involve a much older building left behind as a new city grew up around it. Use of radioactive tracer gas indicates that the abandoned building has a direct connection to a disused exit a considerable distance away, on the other side of a fairly wide and deep road.
Abandoned building and walkway:
Walkway, road, and exit point:
Closeup of exit point (well, of part of it.):
We researched city records, and queried several Federal databases. The upshot is that there is no known current function of this door (or of the one next to it), and no conceivable connection between the door and the disused building. And yet, there is a connection, as shown by the tracer.
Unfortunately, our trainer insists that we are not yet ready to simply attempt a break-in, and has required us to move several states away in case we were observed. Damn his caution! We did leave behind a camera, but so far all it has shown is lovers making out in the walkway.
(Perhaps they’re Illuminati, but somehow I doubt it. :-) — Flyss
So, we’re not allowed to break into this door, no matter where it may lead.
Still, there’s good news: Oxadrenals says he might actually have a job for Strattera and me that involves infiltrating an underground world possibly as early as this fall.
But when I ask him, “why this fall?” he won’t answer.
Something is very definitely up. — Flyss