This was once the most prestigious paint factory in the land. The colors were vibrant, the walls were spotless, and the smell of turpentine was in the air.
But now, it's a mere shadow of its former self. Faded paint cans litter the floor, the machinery lies still and silent, and the only sound is the distant hum of a lonely fly buzzing around a half-eaten paint can.
Lost and Found Mystery of the Missing MixersSome say it's the ghosts of former employees that still haunt these halls.
Others claim it's the lingering essence of last night's Chinese takeout.