Finally transitioning to full darkness, the rising full moon begins to cast long shadows on the abandoned guards housing tract at the abandoned Boron AFB/Prison. I could hear coffin lids creaking open all around me as the vampires began to stir . . . oh wait, that was probably just some jackrabbits making noise in there . . .
The still operational FAA Radome on the hill, surrounded by a strong, new barbed wire fence, dominates the site.
Night, 72-second exposure. Full moon, augmented with warm white light from the Protomachine flashlight, to fill the street, still swimming in shadows.