I tumbled down to the ground, my palms supporting my fall, so I didn't land on the floor face-first. Unlike the In-Between, where it seemed like I was walking in the shadows, this storage had a literal floor that was probably made of epoxy.
'Epoxy?' I thought to myself.
I blinked, looking around.
I was lying on the floor of what seemed like a dungeon illuminated with torchlights. I couldn't help but frown at how pretentious this place was with its lame attempt at Middle Ages aesthetics. But unlike its dungeon walls and torchlights, the majority of the storage was more modern-looking.
It's so weird because what I had in mind was a small storage room, but this seemed more of a storage warehouse judging by the sheer size of it.
