…you walk alone past racks and racks and racks of old film canisters… “Wow, this is a lot of movies” you say to yourself.
“Hm”, you continue… “This must be C.W.’s film collection…”
Fascinated, you go further and try the door at the end, it’s unlocked. So, you open it, walk through the door, and into the dark you go,
deeper and deeper...