Luke steps foot into unknown territory as he comes face to face at the entrance to the factory. It was much, much larger than what it appeared to be from a distance. The walls were covered in moss. There was cracks everywhere, there was cobwebs scattered all over the place, there was old pieces of what appeared to look like posters still standing on the wall to this day, despite the most of them having either been ripped up or blown away.
Luke takes a moment and allows to sink in the feeling of majesty of this abandoned facility. It stretched do fall it almost looked as it reached the clouds. Luke knows that couldn't be a possibility, as this is likely his mind playing tricks on him.
For some reason, his mind and his head has been increasingly dominated by weird and strange events, such as the weird horrible nightmare that he had the other night. Where on earth did that originate from? And why is he falling asleep so easily these days? Whilst he doesn't know why, he feels as though this place can somehow share a light on those questions he's been asking himself.
He proceeds to go open the front door. Of course, it is locked. Surprise, surprise.
"Huh, what if I use my key on it, maybe that will open?" Luke thought as he pulls out his set of keys and goes to the keyhole. A couple of times he tries it, both turning them clockwise and anticlockwise to attempt to unlock it. Unfortunately, it appears his own keys isn't the answer. "Huh. Interesting." Luke thought to himself as he sinks them into his trousers pocket.
"Surely there must be another way in then." he muttered to himself as he tries to come up with a solution to the problem.
"Hmmmm..." he thought as he took notice of a suspicious abandoned cart laying there on the edge of the bushes and the foliage. "Wonder how heavy that is." he said as he walks over towards the mossy, aging copper cart. "I'll have to clear of this weed and everything else that is growing inside of it." Luke added. He reached his hands into the cart, but then hesitated as he catches sight of what appears to be remnants of poop inside the thing. "Fucking gross..." Luke muttered and slowly backs away.
"Augh... I'll just break in another way..." Luke added and starts to trail on the outskirts of the facility...
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