A clicky-flippy clock is having some kind of malfunction.
A scene on the balcony.
Broken dishes and rotten burlap, mixed with the general trash left behind after the roof collapsed on the poor house.
The gear seems to have fallen the height of the power station and shattered. I wonder what it sounded like…
I like this picture because it shows some of the only unbroken windows at Packard.
A wounded flour mill, muscled into the corner to keep out of the way.
The end of Dock 5 is warped and bent from a rail accident that left some ore cars swinging like a stringy wrecking ball into the end of the superstructure and accompanying stair. The stairs are still navigable, but it wasn’t recommended by the CN workers that were with me.
When block glass shatters, it looks like ice.
A 1960s style TV set in a sun room at the back of the poor house. The concrete room survived the roof collapse and was full of rotten children’s books and toys. Perhaps it was where donations were sorted, or perhaps it was a nursery/orphanage area.
The remains of the site radar beside the command building.