Chapter Thirty Two – Dammed if you do, Dammed if you don’t.
I walked down the narrow dusty spiral stone staircase, till I reached the bottom and followed Alya’s instructions, as I turned right at the bottom, I could see many doors to the left and the right I could hear the conversations of the women behind them along with some singing as they did the laundry work. The Corridor floor was damp and sometimes had puddles of water which I had to try and step over. At the bottom of the long damp cold corridor, I could see the small doorway leading to the courtyard. I concentrated on my breathing as anxiousness about getting caught started to flow though me, when a door behind me opened and I heard some of the laundry maids laughing as they exited. I froze slightly not sure if I should con
