The place was dark and eerie. Where was I? I started to walk around slowly, not wanting to trip in the pitch-black nothingness. The smell was rotten and vile. Then I saw what looked like a door. I went to open it, but it wouldn't move. The knob would turn, but the door was stuck. I bumped it with my body a few times and it gave way. I stumbled in through the door, catching my footing before I tripped completely. I looked around and it was like a filing room. It was damp, musty, and dusty. This room seems to have been abandoned for some time now. There was a wet ooze coming down the walls. It reminded me of an old sewer you see in scary movies where clowns live.
The walls were lined with doors, like in morgues. In the center of the room was a huge chair and on the far wall from me was a hu
