Post by Jack Malloy on Apr 8, 2009 23:37:44 GMT
One of the infamously lavish and extravagant chain of Sheridan Hotels, the Williamsburg branch was particularly renowned for being one of the finest - being James Sheridan's starting venture in hoteliery, it was seen as the benchmark by which the rest of the chain was marked against.
Now, however, it does not present such an impressive yardstick - bearing the brunt as it did of both some of the first truly horrendous incidents of infection, and the anger of the mobs of the Riot that targeted the hotel as a symbol of elitism and wealth.
The lobby is a deterrent for many from the very start. The once impressive faux-glass window front (of anyone, Sheridan understood the dangers of even this up-market part of Williamsburg) are threaded with cracks from bullet punctures and, worryingly, impact trauma from crazed undead attacks. Inside, the lobby is filled with the scent of death - it has been torn apart completely, everything destroyed, with even the reception desks ripped out of their stands and broken apart. Cracks marr the marble floors and pillars, chipped and broken by ricocheting bullets.
The elevators stand open or half-open, one filled with the bodies of unfortunates who found themselves trapped with one of the early infected. As you progress higher in the building, the general atmosphere improves - the lower floors are typically wrecked, torn apart by rioters or undead, scavenged by survivors, but the higher floors are almost habitable - so long as you dont mind being trapped 8 floors up with no electricity, running water or means of escape other than the stairs.....
Now, however, it does not present such an impressive yardstick - bearing the brunt as it did of both some of the first truly horrendous incidents of infection, and the anger of the mobs of the Riot that targeted the hotel as a symbol of elitism and wealth.
The lobby is a deterrent for many from the very start. The once impressive faux-glass window front (of anyone, Sheridan understood the dangers of even this up-market part of Williamsburg) are threaded with cracks from bullet punctures and, worryingly, impact trauma from crazed undead attacks. Inside, the lobby is filled with the scent of death - it has been torn apart completely, everything destroyed, with even the reception desks ripped out of their stands and broken apart. Cracks marr the marble floors and pillars, chipped and broken by ricocheting bullets.
The elevators stand open or half-open, one filled with the bodies of unfortunates who found themselves trapped with one of the early infected. As you progress higher in the building, the general atmosphere improves - the lower floors are typically wrecked, torn apart by rioters or undead, scavenged by survivors, but the higher floors are almost habitable - so long as you dont mind being trapped 8 floors up with no electricity, running water or means of escape other than the stairs.....