At 12 pm , Sol had summoned Lilly to come to his apartment on the 13th floor on a cold friday night. Lilly was
walking up the stale concrete stairs, avoidng the odd placement of glass from the homeless people squatting there.
She never understood why he lived in such a dump, but this was the first time she had ever been in such an
unsettling building like this. As she finally reached the top of the stair case there was a long hall which had
no other doors than the one right at the end. It was dimly lit by an oil lamp each equally spaced apart along the
cracked painted white musky walls.
She slowly edged towards the dark brown wooden door and gulped as her small nimble hands gripped the door knob
firmly, her poor innocent heart was racing in both fear and excitement. Turning the door nob slowly she opened the
door, as she carefully poked her head around the door and her eyes widen with amazement as she sees red hued
lights shining down on her like a criminal red room. It was sensual and filled with curiousity as she stepped onto
the black carpet and closed the door behind her, which suddenly locked making her jump skittishly at the thought
of now being locked in.
