I uncovered something serious on Heart Island, please tell the media, written by Urbex

Machina. I'm an urban explorer in New York City that I went to Heart Island last week. That's

the tiny scrap of land in the East River that was a prison camp during the Civil War. Then

a psychiatric institution, then a TB sanitarium, and now, mass grave for poor people. You get the

idea. The island is mostly abandoned now, so I went out there. There's supposed to be like a

million bodies buried there, so that would get me views. It's close, it's creepy. That is

assumed it would be empty. It's run by the department of corrections, but out there asking

around. I got a few DMs saying that it's pretty easy to avoid them, if you stick to buildings,

stay away from the mass graves. At first, things seemed fine, you know. I was supposed to be

getting the creep out vibes, but Heart Island is actually kind of a beautiful place. It's mostly

nature now. Lots of trees. And how the buildings that are still standing are kind of old, where

they're charming and rustic. So I checked some of those out and took pictures. And then I heard a

helicopter closing in overhead, and I saw a black SUV winding up the road in the distance.

At first, I was just like, ah, shit, it's security. So I ducked inside a building and took cover,

but as I kept track of the helicopter through the window, it got lower and lower and lower.

It wasn't just surveilling the island. It landed just over the hill next to me.

The SUV was also closing in, but the people in the car didn't look like cops,

and it was like a bunch of laughing women and fancy dresses. For the life of me, it looked like

they were going to a party. I looked around, where the hell have they come from,

were they already on the island this whole time? The thing is only like a third of a square mile,

and there's no bridge to it. And where were they going? I wondered if it was some

throw-seeking billionaire trying to impress his friends, or one of those high-end theme parties that

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