Ursul's Reprimand

A few Boston Ivy covered it, and the white and pink flowers added some vitality to this slightly desolate low building.

The wooden door was half-open.

On the grass in front of the door was a set of mailboxes and a wooden sign that said Veterans Association.

Matthew leaned over.

He first rang the bell for a while and only walked in steadily after making sure that no one answered.

Behind the door was an open and cold front hall. The air was filled with the faint smell of herbs.

A few rough stone pillars appeared in front of him, and the reception area was empty.

"I can't see anything."

It was clearly early in the morning, but it gave Matthew the illusion that it was getting late.

"Is anyone there?"

He lowered his voice and shouted twice.

After a while.

The sound of footsteps could be heard coming from the spiral staircase.

A figure appeared at the end of the stairs.