For several times I passed by this little factory located in an old industrial area in the Eastern Townships, but I never been inside. Each time, I wondered if it was still active or abandoned. I must say that several tiles were broken, but I was confused with the whiteness of its garage door. A door without any dirt could only mean one thing: it had recently been installed. Moreover, the lawn was well maintained like the one owned by a retiree who cut its lawn every day.

So, it was a Saturday morning and I was walking around. I thought to myself that I had nothing to lose to take a look closer. First observation: the white door was locked and there was no key under the doormat...and no Doormat in fact.

I took a look around and found another door. An old wood door with a handle that you typically found at your grandmother's house.These was a lock just above. I take a chance to turn the handle without much hope.

Big surprise for me, it wasn't locked! Well, as you may know, a unlocked door is for an urbexer a invitation to get in. Good news, the place was not only abandoned, but it was also in very good shape. Only one graffiti on the mirror but many signs of chemicals activities. On the concrete floor, a kind of white powder who looks like chlorine and also open traps from where you can see stagnant water and its black and thick color. Surely residues from the big boiler that occupies almost the entire space of the factory.

Quick visit, because after all, apart from the boiler and the surrounding structure, there is nothing else. In fact, thirty minutes later, I'm was already outside, happy to having the curiosity to see beyond that white door.