The Flour Factory - Part 4*
*The final descent out of the factory was down ten flights of narrow, dark stairs. At each floor there were vast rooms, each continuing remnants of the factories former use. It reminded me playing first person shooters when I was a kid; there was that thrill of fear and excitement rolled into one. The Flour Factory - Part 4*
*The final descent out of the factory was down ten flights of narrow, dark stairs. At each floor there were vast rooms, each continuing remnants of the factories former use. It reminded me playing first person shooters when I was a kid; there was that thrill of fear and excitement rolled into one. The Flour Factory - Part 4*
*The final descent out of the factory was down ten flights of narrow, dark stairs. At each floor there were vast rooms, each continuing remnants of the factories former use. It reminded me playing first person shooters when I was a kid; there was that thrill of fear and excitement rolled into one. The Flour Factory - Part 4*
*The final descent out of the factory was down ten flights of narrow, dark stairs. At each floor there were vast rooms, each continuing remnants of the factories former use. It reminded me playing first person shooters when I was a kid; there was that thrill of fear and excitement rolled into one. The Flour Factory - Part 4*
*The final descent out of the factory was down ten flights of narrow, dark stairs. At each floor there were vast rooms, each continuing remnants of the factories former use. It reminded me playing first person shooters when I was a kid; there was that thrill of fear and excitement rolled into one. The Flour Factory - Part 4*
*The final descent out of the factory was down ten flights of narrow, dark stairs. At each floor there were vast rooms, each continuing remnants of the factories former use. It reminded me playing first person shooters when I was a kid; there was that thrill of fear and excitement rolled into one.

The Flour Factory - Part 4*

*The final descent out of the factory was down ten flights of narrow, dark stairs. At each floor there were vast rooms, each continuing remnants of the factories former use. It reminded me playing first person shooters when I was a kid; there was that thrill of fear and excitement rolled into one.