Hand-shooting 4×5 underground. Must be Kate Hunter.
A view from the loft in the shipping/receiving building, where the crane operator would step into his cab.
Standing on the fence barricade that used to keep squatters out of the tunnel, the size of the space is impressive. What you see here is the current length of the tunnel; I set up a flashlight at the end to illuminate the concrete wall that is the lower portal.
Even with a hundred people parked in front of the lakeside relic, it was invisible.
David Aho pictured.
Elsie finds her makeup brush across the hospital in the middle of the hallway. How did it get there?
Fall fog swept up from the river valley, making the building look more like it felt–a ghost, out of time and place.