‘Ugh! The corners of these stairs have piles of dust. They never cleaned this place, did they?’ Tilla was rambling in her mind as she scrubbed the corners with extra force.
She was slowly climbing downstairs while cleaning one stair at a time.
When she reached the end of the stairs, she had thought that she would reach a room. However, with the help of the dim light that came in through the door that she had left open, she could tell that she was standing in a corridor and not a room.
‘Umm… I should have brought a lantern with me,’ she thought to herself as she squinted her eyes and tried to make sense of what this place was.
She got an unsettling feeling in her heart as she took some more steps. ‘Er… I think I should clean this place up later. I can’t clean properly without seeing anyth–’
Tilla drew in a sharp breath, and she clasped the mop and the bucket tightly when she suddenly heard a clanking noise.
