Thousands of rats and pigeons left their tiny footsteps in the dust.
Dust that is covering every single inch of this abandoned grain elevator.

I expected silence, but there are sounds everywhere.
Scared pigeons, flying away the moment they hear a strange noise.
I expected silence, but there are sounds everywhere.
A rat runs over an edge, stand still to take a good look at me, and runs further.
On the floor above me I hear the wind blowing against the windows.

I'm a tresspasser in another world.

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