I discovered this place some time last year during a heavy snow storm which I was inexplicably wandering around in with a camera and an ice cold cola. I had seen the building from S.R. 43 on the way into West Lafayette before, just a concrete structure with a large Purdue "P" painted on the side. It didn't look like anything exciting, or even anything that had an entrance, so I forgot about it. Anyway, during my stumbling through snow drifts, I walked off the trail to get closer to the river and saw a square hole in the snow.
I tightened my camera strap around my chest and recklessly deflowered this entrance with my entire body, feet first. The pumphouse moaned a little bit, and I was in.
Soil had been piled up fairly high under this hatch. I suspect that the floor was much deeper before but the Wabash River has a tendency of carrying silt and muck into everything when it floods, and this structure had been around for a long time.
The inside of the place was all rusted pipes and drive shafts, and looked like it could have been the secret torture chamber of the killer from just about any horror movie. The walls, looked as though they had been poured around wooden planks which had long since rotted away, and spikes protruded from every surface. Parts of the "roof" were still intact, but the middle section had collapsed into the pit and lay strewn around the floor.
At some point, I'm planning on bringing a set of inflatable furniture out to this spot and decorating the whole thing like somebody's Walmart living room, complete with pictures on the walls, but I'll leave that for another day.