To me it looks like one of those laser-beam conveyor belt tables that every movie villian seemed to own. Just outside of this photos' frame, I can imagine a "007"-esque hero strapped down spread-eagle, slowly creeping towards this "fricken laser beam". It must have been a status symbol thing in the "bad-guy" clique as to who had the nicest, most state-of-the art laser beam table, and the reason they were never around as the hero trundled towards his/her demise was because they were off calling all their evil buddies to come over and watch how well it worked compared theirs. Why else wouldn't they stick around to see the hero die? Great photo!
It appears as though there are alot of things to look at in this room that we can't see from here...all the eyes are gazing at different things around the room but not one of them notices the bathtubs....intentionally unaware and seemingly uncaring are the eyes of a voyeur, diligently scanning the horizons for the vulnerability on which they feed, finding nourishment from the finely tuned focus on your most private and intimate moments. From behind the veil that your comfort provides they are staring. Although now wide-eyed and twinkling from the nourishment, these leering orbs go mostly unnoticed..but don't you feel like your being watched?? A feeling that we always brush off. The darting eyes of your audience unblinking, and they see everything...
Wow, not only an amazing location but equally so is the fact that you captured a photo of the elusive goat remnant! I've read the caption, I see them next to the fountan, still hard to believe I am actually seeing not one but two in the same shot.
No matter what toy it is, why is the now exposed "skull" exactly the same color and texture as an actual real-bone specimen? Maybe the skin that once covered this frame was equally, and oddly, just as realistic. If so, it's intended purpose could only be mimicry of horrors unimaginable, which were played out to countless audiences of one, in puppet shows no one should have had to attend; Evil was the star of this show and Evil pulled the trigger that moved the mouth but the art of ventriliquism was a craft mastered by the wide-eyed spectators,which is evident by the screams heard among these walls, voices thrown long ago yet still audible if you listen closely. If this head finds its jaw, "Encore!" is the word it would say, the last word Evil had intended to come from the dolls mouth, silenced abruptly by the hospitals closure and the twisted practices that were never to be spoken of again.
Looking back on the night of their adopted sons very first Halloween, both parents agree that dressing him up as one of the three little pigs was indeed the right choice as it was cuter on him than they had ever imagined and they couldn't wait to go out and show him off. How frusturated they became as time and time again people would claim they saw him as "The Devil" or refer to him as "The Antichrist" . Door after door opened to greet their request for "Trick-or-treat!" but not one person mentioned anything about the pig costume, only repeated inaccurate descriptions like the one in which someone saw him as "The Son of Satan" and was sure he was "A Demon Conceived in Fire and Delivered To You from the Pits of Hell". Now, in retrospect, the parents know that those people only saw the horror that they brought to their doorsteps and to them it wore no mask, and the words they spoke were warning them of the Evil that they nurtured, nothing to do at all with the pig costume Evil was wearing. It is now so easy for them to see that the true form of their adopted son, Damien, was hidden from them all along,one of its many disguises an adorable pig costume, now revealing itself to them from under the cloak that they created together, its intention, the metephore of a parents love, commitment, and protection. Not the incubator for something that usually grows just fine all by itself... What have we done, my Dear?
The tape you see on the floor is actually covering the seams in the carpet padding which was exposed when the carpet itself was pulled up. I think what you are seeing in the lower left is the carpet with the backing facing upward.
I think these are called "cell phones" Sorry, I couldn't resist. I thought for sure one of you witty people would have beat me to the punch on that one!!!
If this place is to be torn down, I wonder how one could possibly purchace some or all of the staircase sections. What a cool way to access a tree fort for my daughter!!! Any thoughts?