She trailed alone, treading the stone-filled path decorated with soft green moss, to the soundless abandoned building. The creaking of the door opened to the vacant hallway where the chipping yellow paint and dingy stench remained, wafting through the dusty air, filling her with despair. Trekking on the grime-ridden floors, she witnessed spiders, spinning their webs, trapping their prey, paralyzing them, diminishing the prey’s hope into... nothingness. Numerous rooms, filled with tattered tables, shattered windows, and rickety rocking chairs. She witnessed the darkness seeping through the cracked ceilings, feeding her dark and dangerous lies, reminding her of how hopeless, empty, and lonely the abandoned building of her mind is.