CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
Christine's Pov.
I wore leather boots and plastic hand gloves on my tiny hands, I took the mopping stick and a pail with a brush and packer for cleaning, I couldn't use the machine there cause it was going to mess it up.
Laurel had advised me to make use of all these when going to the basement. I avoided Jayden at all costs and used the elevator.
He had warned me but it's useless, I better do it now and get done with the work rather than postponing it till further notice.
The door slid open and I gasped in fear. It was pitch dark in here and I couldn't locate the switch. I took a step and it was slippery, the place was drenched with chemicals and it reeked of polluted oxygen. Despite the mask I wore, the nostalgic stench hit me hard. I couldn't work in darkness, I
