A view of the Harris offices, complete with great block glass.
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.
The historical entrance.
As if they were planning to move the furniture out of the hospital, it all sits in the main hallway in the ground floor.
The laundry building, where many of the tunnels came to an end. It looks very East Coast industrial to me.
A side door for the shop area with ivy crawling toward it.
My favorite time to be in the brewery was sunrise. That’s the kind of light that made the brewhouse glow.
The tunnels were full of bricked-up doorways. I wonder how many rooms under there are totally sealed from the outside world…