Urban Exploration - The House of Ché

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

Just as plainly as I no longer do urbex myself, I take pleasure in transcribing the visit reports and photos of others.

We are here in the deepest countryside, far from all the toxic clamor of civilization. No cities, no tourism, no public transport, no crowds: oh no, none of that. All that remains is a great solitude, the cry of a few crows, and the impression that these pleasant countrysides are now nothing more than vast, deserted spaces.

The place is consumed by the cold, paralyzed under a devouring humidity that eats away at the walls. The rear facade has collapsed, leaving a gaping hole and leaning walls—all within a post-apocalyptic atmosphere that grows with every destructive winter.

Is this what made the inhabitant leave? Nothing is less certain, as far back as the Street View archives go, this house has always been in a state of profound neglect. The last documents on-site date back to 2003. The person who lived here was named François, and he was a very prominent name in the world of clairvoyance. It is possible that the house degraded at an accelerated pace after he left the premises.

Following his departure, the house was completely looted—a pointless act, as the inhabitant had moved the most essential of his belongings. This did not stop vandals from dumping everything on the floor, which is completely incomprehensible. This house must have seen difficult winters; it is not an easy area during that season.