Safety signs decorated every floor, machine and, yes, door. This message spoke to me for reasons my coworkers will understand; suffice to say, I need to take this message to heart.
This was a living space for the keepers during storms, when it was too dangerous to return to the houses on the point.
“See anything?” “No, just more of it.” “How much to go?” “Oh god–we’ve only seen about 10%.” “Guess we should keep moving then…”
The second floor of one of the houses is done in bright blue. This building has since been severely vandalized.
The railing were jealous of both the bricks and bits, and chose instead to dissolve like this.
The end of one of the scrapped turbines. Judging by the aborted attempt at cutting it in half, the scrappers had some trouble with this one.
Call me angsty, but I like it. Found in the Auxiliary Hospital.
A closeup of the finely-carved seats in the house, presumably original to the Sattler. There are not too many of these in this kind of condition. If you have a better name for this figure than Cordelia, leave a comment.