It was obvious which parts of the hospital were the newest, by their relative utter self destruction. It’s comforting to the Cubical Dwellers, I think, to know that as soon as the power and plumbing are disconnected that all hell will break loose and dismantle their suspended ceilings, drywall boxes and fluorescent suns in no time at all.
Portraits of great men.
Cat paw prints on the control panels. Remember to lock-out-tag-out, Power Raccoons, and keep your own keys.
This is an example of the equipment that was originally manufactured at Barcol.
Mounted in an office.
The control room was used through the mid-1990s as the plant was used to stabilize the power grid.
Empty equipment racks behind a missile launcher.
A green chair in a green room.
Thousands of tags in a supply closet. Each has lots its meaning.