This girl is having the time of her life here. The place is old—stone walls, cobwebs, debris, pieces of the ceiling missing and letting sunlight stream in—but contains a lot of the weirdest little contraptions everywhere, which stood the test of time. Some of them are even wood, which has mysteriously not rotted. There are shelves and shelves with the stuff, and none of them are clearly anything—some look like cube bits connected by string, some are solid contraptions with weird shapes, some just look like tiny tiny brooms.
They're all of them inactive—and figuring them out is tons of fun.