Ralph made his way to the large brick building he knew so well. The old factory stood alone and abandoned, the windows held not even a sliver of glass and the walls were layered in graffiti. This building had once produced great feats of industrial might from steam engines of the 19th century, to tanks during the second world war. It was a dangerous place to work and many workers had been killed or injured in industrial incidents. As new safety regulations came about the factory found itself closed becoming a large useless building taking up space. But to many the factory was not useless, the homeless used it for shelter, the graffiti artists used it as their canvas, gangs settled disputes, and the paranormal enthusiasts plied the halls at night looking for something to scare them. For Ralph and many children like him, the old factory was a playground. The large steel pipes were fun to crawl through, Ralph had every piperoute memorized. The aging equipment made excellent jungle