The dock is still lit at night and it casts shadows over the rust-welded ore doors.
On this production line, the office was elevated far above the floor.
Hunter climbing up to the coal tower.
This picture is perhaps the most appropriate in its visual depiction of how unstable the mill was. 1. Note the lack of stairs on the spiral staircase; they’re rusted and twisted apart, not simply cut off. 2. Notice the cracked concrete on the lower left corner; that was cracking as I was standing on it taking this photo, and don’t think there’s anything under that to begin to stop one’s fall. 3. You’re looking into an open elevator shaft; its safety cage is sliced away and wide open.
This is what I believe to be the Masonic Cottage, where infected Freemasons would be treated together and enjoy some simple luxuries because of their social connections. Freemasonry is still popular in North Dakota.
The guts of the dock are connected with a long narrow hallway. Below this section are shops and labs.
The man behind the curtain watches, but doesn’t say anything. Probably the smartest one in the room.
The ice reflects the blue sky on the rust. The sunset blasts through the concrete pillars holding it all up.
Holes in the wall mark where patient beds used to be, side by side, facing out the window.