Fifth Floor
I looked down. This was vital. You had to walk close to the edge of the tank,
keeping close to the metal struts making up its frame. The flimsy cover was too
fragile and corroded to offer any support.
The drop into this empty water tank wasn’t life threatening but it was full of nasty,
rusted components. This corroded tube was particularly interesting, but I didn’t pause too long here – I
wanted to get to the relative safety of the brick steps.