Urban Exploration - Camille's House

We received photos from a traveler and compiled them into a historical summary.

This house was pointed out to me by Raïou, whom I thank warmly. To put it simply: it’s at the end of a pseudo-dead-end, set back from everything. You’d basically have to be walking your dog in the area to even know it exists! (Or have an incredible amount of luck, or perhaps 2,500 years to waste scouring every single nook and cranny of the countryside!)

When I arrived, I came face-to-face with the owner. A human? No, not at all! The master of the house is the bramble! The staircase leading to the house was blocked by two meters of vegetation that was… let's just say, aggressively thorny and torridly thick! It’s seven in the morning, it’s freezing: gardening work is on the agenda. It was so much fun, like a challenge. In short, it takes a bit of simplicity and a lot of idiocy to find these small, simple joys!

The house is mostly empty and has been cleared out. One major hurdle: it is currently inhabited by hibernating bats.

The only accessible records are a pile of school documents. These are the school notebooks of Camille P. from when she was in first grade (CP), during the 2003/2004 school year. There are also a few photos, mostly of a baby. In the cellar, I found documents in the name of Emilienne F., who is Camille’s mother. In the sink, stained with filth, was a photo of Camille when she was 3 or 4 years old. At her request, and prior to the writing of this page, the old photos and drawings are not being published. She prefers discretion, as this is a precious and fragile family heritage. Following this visit, Camille went to the site to recover the documents. Today, at the time of this writing, Camille is 27 years old; she used to live in Le Martinet and now resides in Lozère.

A quelques pas de la maison Camille, dans un vallon sombre, se trouve une seconde maison abandonnée. Il s’agit probablement d’une toute petite cité minière, au vu de la configuration. Cette maison est curieuse, car totalement inachevée, mais pleine de bordel. Hormis avoir retrouvé une photo datant de 1911, nous ne disposons de strictement aucun élément concernant son histoire.