The warehouse rises from the desolate island like a forgotten titan, a massive cuboid structure that seems to swallow the land beneath it. Its size is incomprehensible, stretching over several football stadiums, casting an unyielding shadow across the barren terrain. Once a place of industry and purpose, it now stands withered and decaying, a symbol of lost hope and despair. The outer walls are a patchwork of rusted metal, crumbling concrete, and graffiti-like markings, as if they were meant to warn anyone who dared approach. The building’s surfaces are scarred with time, with jagged fractures running deep, and in some places, whole sections have caved in, exposing the skeletal frame beneath.
Neon pink and blue lights flicker within the building, seen from the outside.The pink and blue wallpaper of the building has dulled out due to age