Approaching The Warehouse
As I stood outside the warehouse, my heart pounded in my chest. The wind whistled eerily through the cracked, weathered windows, adding to the unsettling atmosphere. “Ready to check it out?” Mark asked, his nervous smile doing little to hide his unease. “Yeah, let’s see what we find,” I replied, forcing a confidence I didn’t quite feel. The building loomed before us, straight out of a horror movie—dark, foreboding, and filled with the unknown. But if the truth was in there, we had no choice. We had to face it, no matter how terrifying it seemed.
Approaching The Warehouse
Cages Inside
The moment we stepped inside, I was struck by the sight of endless rows of cages. Some stood empty, while others held faint, shifting shadows. A shiver ran down my spine. “Could Luna have been here?” The thought gripped me as I scanned the eerie scene. Mark leaned closer to an empty cage, shaking his head. “This is so messed up,” he muttered under his breath. Each cage seemed to hold a story, silent yet deeply unsettling. My mind raced with questions, all focused on one thing—finding Luna.
Cages Inside
