Workers Find Old Tram In Drained Canal, Then Spot The Driver’s Bag Inside

Calling out softly

The inside of the old shoe factory was dark and cold, even on a warm afternoon. Tall rusted machines stood silent across the floor like sleeping giants. Faded posters still hung on the brick walls. “Hello?” Ruby called out. “Is anyone here? Mr. Olsen? We just want to talk to you for a minute.”