Looking at Carrie from the place where the molten steel would be cast
The company headquarters. Abandoned last time I drove past it, though it is the classiest building in downtown South Bend.
Island Station, in the middle of the power house, in the middle of a thunder storm. Flapping pipe covers and sheets of ran penetrating one massive arched window and blasting through the other, as winds power through the building from the Mississippi. The sound of the thunder made every length of steel squeak under the pressure.
When boiling beet juice accidentally spills from the gas-fired tanks two feet away, you better be wearing some of these, or bye-bye legs.
Cracked gauges have a certain quality that hearkens to movies, I think. One can imagine the gauges going off the scales before dramatically cracking, throwing glass right at the camera. This damage, however, is unfortunate vandalism.
The tower of Dominion certainly dominates the elevator row.
The roof was in bad shape, but too beautiful to avoid. This is the spot were I used to study medieval Latin.