Finally there was some light to photograph. The rooms were still mostly empty, though.
The surroundings never were quite inspiring.
That looks like it has something to do with Lucia, a very traditional Christmas time festivity in Swedish speaking Finland.
The light makes funny shapes.
A mirror selfie.
Interesting double radiators here.
The cold winters have had their way with the walls.
A small dark room with a service elevator. The panel is also fairly strange with the lights and buttons for each floor separate.
The chairs look like they are a part of the original furniture.
I wonder, what the purpose of this room has been.
Debris, chairs, remains of a clock and something, which looks like an old book.
Pretty brutal.
Smash.
A local calendar from 2005.
The stairway. But I’m not heading towards the exit just yet. There’s still one more floor to explore!
Somebody’s threatening to rape my soul. I’m sorry, there’s nothing left. I’m a redhead.
Either a former office or storage room. Or both.
Basic principles of social care written in the era of typewriters.
A very moldy newspaper from the late 1990’s.
This definitely is a storage room. The door says so.
The storage really was quite small.
I can’t remember seeing too many curtains in the building.
We end the third post with yet another picture of the corridor. Still a lot to go!