For me it's my basement. It's finished, but abandoned and mostly just storage. I have to pass through the finished section to reach the laundry room which is well lit, but the rest is in complete and blinding darkness. Years ago the drop ceiling lighting stopped working, and I'm unable physically or financially to fix them. In recent years, I developed severe neuropathy in my arms and legs, and can't race up the steps to get away from that darkness like I used too.
Now it's just there, right behind me, breathing down my neck as I take one shaky step at a time. There's two doors in that room, one to the laundry room that is always open, and one to the garage that's rarely used. Two weeks ago, the door out to the garage opened and closed with a slam. Everyone in the house heard it, the garage door was securely locked.
For me it's my basement. It's finished, but abandoned and mostly just storage. I have to pass through the finished section to reach the laundry room which is well lit, but the rest is in complete and blinding darkness. Years ago the drop ceiling lighting stopped working, and I'm unable physically or financially to fix them. In recent years, I developed severe neuropathy in my arms and legs, and can't race up the steps to get away from that darkness like I used too.
Now it's just there, right behind me, breathing down my neck as I take one shaky step at a time. There's two doors in that room, one to the laundry room that is always open, and one to the garage that's rarely used. Two weeks ago, the door out to the garage opened and closed with a slam. Everyone in the house heard it, the garage door was securely locked.
I hate my basement.