Those able to work would be compelled to help fix up the facility, grow, harvest, and prepare food for fellow ‘inmates’, or work on vocational skills.
It seems someone planned on stealing the fridge, but gave up on the second floor.
Did you leave in a hurry?
Between the gauges for the power plant boilers and the steam pump flywheels.
Many of the higher floors were more or less demolished–usually more. These would have been condos had ‘The Arcade’ project come to fruition. Now there are simply wide open floors punctuated only by pillars and meaningless hallways.
Vines are finding their way into the roundhouse.
Empty equipment racks behind a missile launcher.
The top floor of the Dominion Elevator. Acros 100 on 120.
In the ward for the criminally insane, this door was the most-worn. Nail scratches mark the area around the peep hole, the wood is gouged everywhere from thrown chairs and hard kicks, and a ominous blood-colored stain is visible where it dripped in the second inset from the bottom. Aside from the damage, the coloring in this section was very vibrant, though it was probably little reprieve for those who had to work here.