It was a standard procedure, Grade 1 curse that was hanging around an abandoned mental hospital that needed exorcising, while it wasn’t Special Grade they still sent him with a partner to take care of it.

“This should be it.” He had his hands in his pockets, stoic as ever as he looked up at the decrepit building, yellowing paint and grass overgrown with weeds. It was overflowing with cursed energy like a suppressing weight was sitting on them , yep, definitely the right place.

“Come on.” That was all he said before he advanced forward, only to frown when he saw the sturdy looking padlock chained around the doors.