I frowned up at the skies as the darkened overhead started to drizzle huge drops onto my forehead. “Great,” I whisper to myself. The weather was totally imitating how I feel right now. I quickened my pace into the next run-down building and half-skipped into the first room. Suddenly, dark, dampened and suffocating atmosphere seemed to cloud over my nose. I hastened to get out, a quick scan of my surroundings and ended up back at the porch, coughing as if I had been one of those tortured so many years ago.