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....................... Author’s POV ....................... Gyda followed the man as he led her through the dimly lit basement, the lack of windows casting an eerie gloom over the space. It was just before 7 a.m., yet the darkness seemed to defy the early morning hour. The man, seemingly accustomed to the surroundings, explained the layout and workings of the basement to Gyda, his voice echoing softly in the confined space while Gyda took note of everything. As he finished his explanation, her mind turned to practical matters, and she inquired about the availability of hot water, concerned about basic amenities. She then looked up at the ceiling, which had small visible cracks, before her gaze shifted to the shower, and she asked cautiously if the roof had any leaks. She had already