The bottom area of the smokestacks house storage spaces. The windows of these rooms that were never completed line up perfect.
A row of security lights line the roof of the power station.
Algae grows where water flows/From the sawtooth roof/To the mines below/The sun climbs high/But is in no one’s eyes/A wall alone crumbles/It was no suprise
A bleak double room in what used to be the Receiving Hospital, built apart from the Kirkbride to observe incoming patients before they were placed in a ward.
A scribbled note on a doorframe… lost details.
I love the ghost sign across these two elevators, originally built as Superior Elevator. It’s looking pretty rough.
Where the trees are sprouting–below the skyways and criss-crossing pipes–are two sets of railroad tracks that turned through this narrow alleyway through the middle of the production line to drop off raw materials and pick up finished product.
A view of the hallway outside of the auditorium.
A tunnel between the outside gate and the courtyard shared by the barracks.