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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
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
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
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