iantruesilver April 21 Abandoned Warehouse "They're downstairs. Hurry!" With that, the child moved inside, leaving the door hanging ajar behind her. Within, you see some stacked crates and barrels, cobwebbed from an unknown period of neglect. The faint smell of whiskey wafts from the air within. [[ The Warehouse ]]
iantruesilver April 21 Abandoned Warehouse "They're downstairs. Hurry!" With that, the child moved inside, leaving the door hanging ajar behind her. Within, you see some stacked crates and barrels, cobwebbed from an unknown period of neglect. The faint smell of whiskey wafts from the air within. [[ The Warehouse ]]
