Chapter Twenty-three

As Alex drove to the address provided by the bartender, he was taken aback by the sight that greeted him.

The house stood at the end of a dilapidated street, its once vibrant paint now peeling and faded, revealing layers of neglect underneath.

The roof sagged in places, and the windows were boarded up.

"How on earth would someone live in this kind of place?" Alex muttered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief as he parked his car.

He unhooked the strap of his belt and stepped out onto the cracked pavement.

As he approached the house, he realised it was not just a single dwelling but a sprawling complex of interconnected compartments, each seemingly more decrepit than the last.

The pathways between them were overgrown with weeds and littered with debris, making navigating a daunting task.

Seeing that it was a labyrinthine maze of rooms and corridors, he was unsure how he could possibly find the exact room he was looking for.

His confusion lessened when he noticed an old woman s
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