136 #Enjoying the show?

JASON

I stepped inside the warehouse, following Antonio and the couple down the narrow hallway. It’s dark, with only a little light filtering in through the high windows, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. The air is musty and filled with the smell of old machinery and metal, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned building.

The wife whispered, barely audible over the creaking of the floorboards beneath us, “These places haven’t been touched in years.”

The husband held her hands tightly, a look of concern etched on his face as we continued deeper into the warehouse, unsure of what we might find in the darkness ahead.

Antonio chuckled and reassured, “Don’t be scared!” as he opened a giant door at the end of the hallway. Antonio chuckled, opening a giant door at the end of the hallway. “The place gives off a dangerous vibe. Best for torturing your enemies,” he said with a sinister grin, revealing a hidden room filled with chains and tools. The couple exchanged nervous g