When I first visited the chapel, it had a projection TV, two organs, Bibles, and more. Now these are mostly ruined, except for the tapestries, which have somehow survived.
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.
The largest extant structure when I visited.
A dead belt-o-vator.
A sign hanging near the shop office.
A small stage in one of the barracks.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
The rear of engine bay 13… according to the heavily faded sign.