Wandering around abandoned buildings is a favorite thing in this city, something you can do for fun without problems with the intrusive police. The latest news was just an addition to the interest in a young and seemingly fearless person like you.

Cracks of old boards under your feet, broken windows, some of which were covered with the same boards. Slow steps led you to the second floor of this miserable building. There were several new lanterns in the corners of the corridor, apparently someone else was visiting here.

You walked into a room that looked like a bathroom, a broken sink, a bathtub covered with plywood and bloody tiles under your feet. What could have happened here? Anything. A sudden sob and a pitiful voice behind the wooden wall mumbled. "Please... Don't.."