Not much left of this room now but this awkward, lone sentry guarding the stripped beds.

First time I visited this building was in 2008. It was in a lot better shape back then. Like watching an old man degrade through the years, a lively spirit at first, then suddenly broken and hollow. This building had working lights, stocked libraries, medical supplies, it looked like someone had just pulled the fire alarm and everyone left for 10 minutes, waiting to come back in. Now, after SWAT and scrappers and plain old punk kids, it's a fragment of its former awesome presence.