There it lies. The concret giant. Reaching it's misty claws towards the sky. Sleeping. Waiting only for someone to enter it's inner sanctum.
I know what this is. Beware of the flood.
The old machine factory.
An electrical tower.
The Mad Miller's Mill. Do not go here at night. The Miller might grasp you with his long arms from the hill. Some strange light fenomeno usually occurs at the same time. The Mill seems to appear from the complete darkness. A strange and truly frightening place.
