It's abandoned
It's damp
It's rusty
Most of the electronics are dead
He has no choice unless he wants to become one with the sky
Until he spots something glowing coming from a hallway
He hid in a closet,
The ball lightnings are here and they're Searching for him
They're unable to find him
But the air itself gets thicker for some reason, must be from all the smoke from outside
He's suffocating and is forced to get out and deal with the balls of lightnings
As he runs out he met a dead end,
Exit is through a roach filled Ventilation system
He forced himself to go inside,
It's disgusting
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Acrophobia
Horroryou can't enjoy a nice day when the return of the hands of the sky, they will lift you to an unknown fate
