Creepy horror rpThe charred and flaking corridors of the hospitals where the least of the problems to the list, even if it had been out of commission for so long, the state had not the time nor money to have it demolished. Which was all the better for Sorrow, her place of living where she kept herself tucked away from the world was a haven for the darkness, the once sterile white plastered walls had peeled and cracked, revealing what could be described as blood smeared rust, and a suffocating feeling that something was just behind you in the darkness. Without a torch, one's would never be able to get used to the dark, and the flickering of distant overhead lights didn't help.
As most of them where faded and broken, the current flowing through wasn't strong enough to illuminate a lot of the corridor, only bring it into small flashes before dulling again. Abandoned hospital beds lingered in the corridor, with stained sheets pulled fully over unidentifiable figures, though a second glance would prov