Since it so happened that my lodging ended up in Chagoda, which I studied last year, and not in the village of Sazonovo, which I would like to explore, I had to look for places in Chagoda that I had not yet been to.
At first I wanted to go to the Sawmill microdistrict, but it turned out to be too far.
And I decided to take a walk, which is also not close, to the Glass factory microdistrict.
There are few apartment buildings and courtyard spaces.
The street was so dark, quiet and windy that the darkness penetrated every cell of the body.
Mostly the private sector is located here.
Now I remember that evening and regret that I did not go to another microdistrict, where I originally wanted to.
Even this meager set of shots already means a lot, as it conveys that creepy atmosphere.
And now, after the case, I want that horror again and already in a different area.
Adrenaline works strangely - at the moment it's scary and you want to avoid it as quickly as possible, and when the effect of it wears off, you want it again.
It seems that this is not my last time in Chagoda, and on my next trip I know exactly where to go.
I was returning back along Barrack Street, where there are only two one-story block barracks, which I did not even begin to shot.
Then he again crossed the railway line at its dead end in the Glass factory area.
Well, that's all. The walk turned out to be productive only for emotions and memories.
It's like searching for missing people: in order to know where to look, you need to exclude those places that you definitely shouldn't go to.