The secret sweet-yet-salty center of the nameless factoryscape. Home base, tuned to rule the AC and turn out Product X at record rates, I’m sure.
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.
The front door to the auditorium.
Broken skyways in the sand casting house, where everything was utterly fire-resistant.
Look at the floor–do you see the hole? That goes down a lonnnnnng ways.
Colors of the boiler room.
The lime room was in rough shape, but its colors and textures were like raw gold and oxidized copper.
The left cave is the largest of the three, and shows the most evidence of expansion.
A circular common room in one of the original parts of the hospital. When the asylum was especially crowded, this would be filled with patient beds, too. It’s very strange that this floor was not tiled like the other common rooms. It makes me wonder if especially dangerous patients were kept in this ward; those who could not be trusted to not extract and sharpen the ceramic tiles. Portra 160.