InteriorsInteriorsCommunist HQReading: Open fileReadingOpen fileNeed to knowMy clearancePreview cardDistrictsParty AlleyPossible conversations45"Hello, hero."Lines602A barrier to keep rats out of the tent.Lines1A giant squid, transmuted into metal.Lines1A platoon of drawers towers above you, rattling as you walk.Lines1A rotary dial phone with a long-forgotten number.Lines1A sharp drop, a broken ankle. You wince.Lines1A spray-painted smile. Seems unsure of itself, though.Lines1A stack of glossy, neat files. Too perfect to rifle.Lines1An interior view over the hall. The cityscape would spoil the aesthetic.Lines1An old boiler, radiating authority if not heat.Lines1Beds beneath a canopy, erected less carefully than the one over the equipment.Lines1Blood-red banners for Supreme Leader Nestor.Lines1More conversations 33Bureaucrat of the month awards, gathering dust.Lines1Files, redacted by rot.Lines1Fire hydrant. To drown those candles if they get ideas.Lines1Gloom beckons you beyond the rubble.Lines1Increasingly negative newspaper articles pertaining to a 'Project AUTONOMÍA'.Lines1Looking out over the main hall, you try to imagine what it would have looked like thirty-six years ago.Lines83Masonry shifts beneath your feet.Lines1Old chairs thrown into a new purpose.Lines1Only one bathroom. The piss line must have been a warzone.Lines1Phantom power is set to 'on'.Lines1Scribble time: GÄNG 4EVER. SUK YA DAD.Lines1Smell of damp cigarette butts: ash and mould.Lines1Someone braved the stairs just to leave their tag here.Lines1Something reflective glints inside the barrel.Lines1Something shiny in the dark below.Lines1Swallow you whole.Lines1Teenagers huddle into the stall, trying to be brave. A squeak from the corner sends them fleeing.Lines1The broken door's still trying to block your path.Lines1THE BUILDING IS A GREAT BEAST, THE WATER ITS LIFE'S BLOOD.Lines1The chair waits before you, sagging and forlorn.Lines76THE HEAD OF THE TABLE FOR THE HEAD OF STATE.Lines1This must be the collapsed awning over the main entrance.Lines1Tiny rusted switches, their labels worn off.Lines1Unused maintenance supplies, overseeing the result of their neglect.Lines1Upholstery slouches against the wall, decomposing.Lines1You catch sight of Sweet Nestor's moustache on crumpled fabric.Lines1You might survive the fall from this height.Lines1You return to the boiler.Lines140You return to the collapsing pneumatic system.Lines68You return to the graffiti wall.Lines76You return to the hole.Lines108You return to the staircase.Lines82You stare up at the high filing cabinet.Lines63Other interiorsFogged MirrorFoto 24Gonzo ClinicSafe HouseMy accountContribute
