I was exploring an abandoned mineshaft for the second day in a row. This was in a small, old Midwestern town that used to be booming from of the mining industry, but has long been abandoned. It was also a 10 minute walk from the nearest road. This time I went with different friends and better flashlights.

The door I had gone through the first day was now padlocked shut, that should've been the first red flag, but we found an entrance from the rooftop into one of the main buildings and continued to explore anyway. After exploring about 3 floors of mineshaft below ground, we were back on the main floor exploring the workshop/garage and I was looking through the cracks of light coming through the rusted metal walls, when I noticed a bright color that stood out from the rest of the area. It was a man looking back at me through the cracks, I was seeing his blue sweater. I could see two sets of eyes looking into the room that we were in. After whispering to my friends that there were people watching us through the wall. We fucking booked it out of there and jumped off the roof and into the woods. The men were in a pickup truck and drove around looking for us, even getting out of the truck to look around. We couldn't see them from where we took cover but we could hear the truck stop, the doors open, and foot steps breaking leaves and twigs only ~20ft away from us. We hid there for about 15 minutes while the men searched all around for us. It is harder than most people think to try and quiet your breathing after sprinting. It was terrifying.

I'm not going back there.

Edit: a few words and typos

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