When I first visited the chapel, it had a projection TV, two organs, Bibles, and more. Now these are mostly ruined, except for the tapestries, which have somehow survived.
One of the ugly modern staircases.
Vents in the boards over the windows helps prevent mold and animals from getting too crazy inside.
The first floor hallway between conference rooms and the diesel lab at the center of the facility
A dead belt-o-vator.
One of the cupola air intakes, rattled loose by the demolition downstairs, hangs stranded on the second floor. You can see that the floor I’m standing on in this picture used to extend all the way to the right wall. The blue paint on the wall made the climb absolutely worth it.
One of the covered rail loading docks. All of them were overgrown and rust-clad.
The individual ovens are skinny to allow even and fast heating of the whole interior. Numbers are cut into signs because no paint could withstand the heat or corrosive emissions from the coking process.
On the second floor of the kettle building where corn mash was boiled, holes where tanks once sat were everywhere.