A heavy steel rail door to help funnel explosions upward, rather than outward.
Pillars among trees… those who inherit the earth will be so confused.
Lessons from the day.
One thing I like about the oppressive globalist-wrought future is the idea of numerically subdividing spaces; my geek side sort of wants to live in a flat that can be sorted by as Dewey Decimal-like code.
The workshop sat below the main working floor and had serious power going to it.
Bricks from the demolished buildings.
A row of security lights line the roof of the power station.
The sidewalks are littered with rocks.
This building would store and maintain warheads. It was right next to the launch pad, but the two were separated by a high mound.