*IVORY P.O.V.*
I walk around the building twice.
I can't get through the front, so make your own way in.
"Ma'am are you planning anything?"One of the guards ask as I make my way to the front again.
"No I'm just a sucker for old buildings like this"I say looking at the wall that surrounds the whole place.
The wall is big enough that you would need two ladders, but short enough you can see the top of it, and the number of buildings.
He nods, and looks ahead.
I walk to one of the side.
I didn't technically lie to the guards..
I am a sucker for buildings like this.
Old, beautiful, and easy to break into...
Truth is I don't need to climb over this wall..
It would draw too much attention, and would be difficult to climb back.
These buildings always have a quick and safe way out.
It's called vents...
I say and step on a patch of grass with some flower on it.
I looked around the building, and this is probably where the vent is.
I kick it slightly, and peel it off.
Just like I thought!
I lift it quietly, and stick my foot in.
Let's hope I fit!
I get in, and put the grass over, and close the vent.
I can't see anything!
I see three ways to go.
Why do people always do this?!
"Okay my favorite number is 7"I say.
"And 3 and 7 are both odd numbers, so I'll go with the third one"I say and walk in the third hole.
I keep walking, and see a light.
Oh good an exit.
I walk and see the light is above me...
I look up, and see the inside of the place.
I push against the vent, and it opens.
I put my hands above, and lift myself up, and out.
I close the vent, and clean off the dirt.
Oh wow...
It looks even nicer on the inside...
There are around 15 buildings all sky tall around 20 floors tall.
I walk towards one of the buildings.
This building such dark feelings...
I can't stop myself from stepping inside it..
I walk in, and look around.
So many rooms.
I trace my finger along the patterns on the wall.
Such a beautiful building.
This brick...
It's a fake.
I put my hand to a brick, and push my hand.
The wall opens.
My eyes widen.
"I'm guessing all the doors are fake"I say looking around.

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