My Roommate & I
My curiosity immediately got the better of me.
I pushed the door open, revealing a narrow flight of concrete steps disappearing into darkness. Pulling out my phone, I switched on the flashlight and cautiously made my way underground. The deeper I descended, the colder the air became.
The basement smelled of dust, mildew, and neglect. Metal shelves stretched from one end of the room to the other, crammed with ageing files, mould-covered boxes, and stacks of faded photographs.
I slowly searched through the shelves, brushing away years of accumulated dust until a weathered document tucked beneath a pile of folders caught my attention. I carefully pulled it free and wiped the dust from its surfa