Veronica Pov

The stairway was as usual-moist, wet and slippery. It was raining outside from past twelve hours and since, the building didn't have stairway roof constructed, the stairs were always affected by the rain hence making it slippery.

I didn't care, as I made my way up in the middle of the night, ignoring the dark old building and the weird animal noises followed by the sound of wind howling through the hallways of the dark building. I did what I liked to do, and as I ...