Entering the double-door front gate of the Sumner building, one has three directions to go forward: staying on the ground with the norms, going up to the elevated levels, or going down to the dungeon--where most people don't bother to consider approaching. That's the only place available for me.Down underground, the air is compressed by the narrow pathway. Near the end of the dungeon, two locked doors hidden in the shadow--without clear sight you won't even notice them. They were virtually empty for the past period. People come and go, come for the flash necessity in duty, go for the goodness of their life. Now I dwell in one of them and has the privilege to access both. Though it is not as long as 24/7, it is 12/7 at least.
In the dungeon, I own a room that supposed to host 5-6 prisoners. A row of windows opened on top of the wall to the ground so I can peek the free air and the passing legs. I usually secretly entering and leaving the room and building without much witness. Call me phantom and you shall understand.
