When I was in 10th grade, I went on a school trip to France. It was a trip full of ups and downs, highs and lows. Like, I got to visit Versailles, but then had one of my train bunkmates proceed to puke all over our sleeper car. One of the lows was our visit to the Palais Des Papes, which was a gorgeous and barren Medieval castle and home to various popes from the 13 hundreds to the 15 hundreds. We had about a two hour tour, narrated by headsets; those headsets frequently said things like, "Imagine a dark blue velvet covering this vaulted ceiling, sparkling like the night sky" - because there was practically nothing left in the castle. Every room was empty, and the headset merely told us to imagine what was there before.
That was what I began having flashbacks to when I saw a clip of the Matt Lauer tour of Neverland on The Daily Show. It was so horrific, I had to find the whole thing: