Chapter 420 Remember me?
As Zach traversed the dimly lit corridor, each creaking floorboard whispered echoes of past patrons long departed.
The atmosphere clung to the air like the haunting memories of forgotten guests, and the rooms, much like spectral chambers, seemed to hold the shadows of stories untold.
The inn's ambiance was a sepulcher of bygone eras, shrouded in the darkness of neglect and abandonment, a place where the past lingered like a phantom refusing to fade away.
After turning right at the edge of the hallway, Zach passed by the first room which was shrouded in complete darkness and opened the second door to his left that seemed to be dimly lit.
The room retained the eerie aura of the inn, a lingering specter of its neglected history. However, the haunted ambiance was tempered by the gentle glow of flickering candles, casting dancing shadows across the timeworn walls.