This building was responsible for storing and drying the barrels. Compare right.
Days after the long-flooded basement was pumped out. Note the water lines!
That floor isn’t dirt–it’s old rotting grain that’s formed into a sort of moldy mud.
The large domed rooms were surreal.
Small rooms in the basement of the asylum were seemingly too tiny to be used, even for storage.
The roof has been replaced since this was taken. Hopefully, that will stem the water damage.
The modern morgue, a replacement for the original morgue which has since been turned into a kitchen area.
After climbing the elevator shaft to the illusive second level, a new pallet of colors were revealed.
Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.