CHAPTER 20.

Author's P.O.V

The strong smell hits her nostrils.

Gross!!

She covers her nose, before taking a further step down.

The staircase.

It was giving her creepy vibes and she could feel the walls were rough. They were turning yellowish as white paint had been brushed off from the ceiling. The staircase was dark and long, she let out a deep huff before finally resting her foot on the last staircase.

She couldn't even breathe deeply. The smell was making her feel nauseous. The further she was walking deep into the corridor, the more her bones were aching with the cold breezes. It felt like ice cubes were melting into her veins and her throbbing pulses were getting frozen with the temperature.

Her legs stumbled with something and she let out a yelp. That's it. There was no further way to go. Her palms touched the walls of the corridor. There must be a door or way, she searched for a way or something with her hands.

The pulse of her brain nearly burst with anxiety when she found a rough