postictal | This Was My Room

There are numerous breezeways surrounding a courtyard, but much of it is overgrown with ivy and kudzu. Almost every wall is coated in graffiti and flaking paint. Many of the interior and exterior windows are missing, littering the floor with shards of broken glass and accrued detritus from years of natural erosion. Most of the halls that aren't scorched are at least dilapidated, with debris often dropping from the ceiling as the structural integrity steadily wanes. The breezeways are partially brick, much like the majority of the hospital's exterior.

Once the halls depart from the brick breezeways, they look to mostly be comprised of clinical white tile, though some parts are too badly burned to determine what material they might have been beforehand. There are small glimpses of the other facilities the hospital had other than just individual rooms. Even rooms that escaped the worst of the fire damage still look badly torn up, falling apart from the inside, with graffiti peppering most of the walls.

The fire damage is worst in Tim's old room, however, implying that was where the fire itself was started. The walls are almost completely black and charred with huge gaps in the walls where there might have once been windows.