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Dark, gloomy, cold, wet, damp, suffocated, clouded, smell of decay, cramped, desolate, smell of death can't be escaped there is no natural light, only artificial. I am staring into the abyss, and it is looking back. And I am petrified.
This place once celebrated by its beauty and majesty has now turned to ruin. A place of filth and decay. Where have the days of old gone?