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“Reopening of the South Fork Bridge after flood in Nov. 1940. 1941 (?)”
It’s the short description for the photograph shown at the virtual Bralorne Pioneer Museum, from British Columbia, Canada. The image can be seen specifically on this page (scroll down to the middle), among other items of the online exhibit. Did you notice anything out of place? Or perhaps, out of time?
The man with what appears to be very modern sunglasses seems to be wearing a stamped T-shirt with a nice sweater, all the while holding a portable compact camera!
Internet people reached to the obvious conclusion: it’s a time traveller caught on camera on 1940! Finally, we have proof!
If the story seems straight out of a movie and the photo is in itself a great funny find, the most amusing thing i came up with while looking into this – as an Internet person, on the Internet – was the reply for a skeptical, or perhaps somewhat cynical comment on how spurious it would seem the idea that a time traveler would want to visit the reopening of a bridge in some small town in Canada.
Read this on Doc Brown’s voice: “Of course, because we know nothing happened there right? But if we are considering time travel, how can we know if in some other timeline something historical happened right there?”
Indeed! Once you consider time travel, everything changes. But before writing Hollywood scripts, let’s get back to reality and ask again: is the photo evidence of a time traveller?
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From the outside, it’s an unremarkable industrial warehouse, home to Duke’s Auction House. But the stench of turpentine marks it out from the other buildings on the Grove Industrial Estate in Dorchester, Dorset. It’s the first clue that inside lurks a haven of Victorian taxidermy.
Step in, and you’ll see a Bengali tiger on its hind legs, 8ft tall, lunging claws-first (and canines first) towards you. Behind him is a peacock, glorious tail splayed behind it.
To the right are three zebras, a camel, baby rhinoceros and seven lions, the lioness twisted on the ground, sinking her incisors into a bloodied antelope. All in all, there are 250 animals, many of which are the treasures of an eccentric 19th-century professor and explorer.
Elsewhere are grotesque figures: shrunken monkey heads on spikes, Siamese lambs conjoined at the head, a velvet coffin with the body of a 16-year-old Congolese boy (complete with an elephant’s head stitched to his corpse), and dozens of glass-eyed waxworks with liver- spotted skin or daggers plunging into their chests.
Oh, and a blue dress once worn by Princess Diana.
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It is strange how the human mind reacts in strange situations. Part of it readily accepts that what you are experiencing is well in the realms of the paranormal, yet another part of your mind keeps looking for the rational explanation. This is how I felt leaving the second cellblock.
Was there a rational explanation for all these things that had happened? Was it merely the wind blowing the door (even though the evening was totally calm)? Did my weight on the bed move the box enough for the lid to close (even though the lid was pretty solid and couldn’t really just flip shut)?
By this time I was truly heading away from merely jumpy and nervous and into the realms of scared and terrified! Nevertheless I headed towards the photo gallery and skull collection building. (more…)
Feeling a bit shaken from my experience in the V.I.P. room, I made my way to the next level.
It was here that lines of prisoners were kept chained together. They were not allowed to talk to each other and were brutally beaten and electrocuted for the most minor of offenses.
The hall was pitch dark and I had to use the torch which I was still clutching onto for dear life. I walked slowly down the length of the now empty hall but saw and felt nothing out of the ordinary. I decided to move on to the next building. As I came to the door, out the corner of my eye I swear I glimpsed movement about halfway along the hall. Whether this was ghost, shadow person or imagination I have no idea but when I looked properly, it was gone. (more…)
