These Walls Won't Talk-But They'll Tell a story

摘要

With each step, I quickened my pace. It was as though every sound was amplified. I glanced back and forth, all around me. I could now not only feel, but hear the rapid beating of my heart. As I passed along the foot of the building, I observed the arched basement windows. They reminded me of an old dungeon and added to the castle-like appearance of the structure. I saw no reflection in the panes of glass, just a thick darkness within. I rounded the corner. There it stood. During the day I had marveled at its noble presence; now though, its massiveness felt overpowering. Looking up to the peaked top, its rusty-color red bricks seemed to tower infinitely into the night sky. I climbed the steps to the huge arched doorway, looked back, then pulled open the door. I had arrived.