The opened door emits that musty smell again, incense, herbs, mould. Piss, there’s a smell of piss, maybe a karsey down there. Not lit, cold air wafts up. Smells like hell. Smells like death.
The opened door emits that musty smell again, incense, herbs, mould. Piss, there’s a smell of piss, maybe a karsey down there. Not lit, cold air wafts up. Smells like hell. Smells like death.