AkashaPoison

This building seemingly abandoned, aged to a point it had become something else. A room, untouched for what looked like years. I approached a large hole in the wall at the end after passing broken and battered cubicles. The room was extremely dark unlike the one I was standing in which captured what light it could from holes and cracks in the ceiling. It appeared to be a room much like the one I was in, mirroring it's sinister edge in a silence that hurt my ears. Feeling lost from the moment, I turned and started back to the door from which I had entered, studying the bloodstains in a curious ignorance that brought a smile. Bits of rubble