Buried Within Dunes
Like a scorching desert with nothing but sand, the attic of Helga's house was buried within dunes of filth and dust. Bridging across the walls were thick layers of spider web. Riddled with long dead insects left to dry, the place had a distinct smell that soured the very air. The dead rats and their dropping across every creaky step only added to the musk, although, unlike Aria, the Valkyrie didn't seem to mind the smell.
"I'll have to throw this dress away now," however, that didn't mean she had no problems with the mess at all. Her sundress, now covered in cobwebs, and her shoes dirtied by rat droppings, Helga wanted to get out of the place as soon as possible. "Here! Carry this!"
Taking off a piece of cloth from over a pile of boxes, she spiced the air with freshly blown dust.
"What the hell?!" Feeling her mouth growing drier from the dust, Aria tried to hold back from coughing but her attempt didn't last long.