The conveyorway that carried the sintering material to the mixing floor at the top of the plant.
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.
Sluice tables stretch into the darkness.
This picture is lit by a direct lightning strike of the building. It’s impossible to describe the feeling of being in this giant open building the moment it channeled an electric explosion into the earth.
One of the covered rail loading docks. All of them were overgrown and rust-clad.
The side of the oldest building on the property, the former casket factory.
The walls are separating on the adobe house…
Looking up at the most conspicuous graffiti in the city on ADM #4.
Most of the gauges on the control panels were broken.