Abandoned warehouse
After driving for about 30 minutes, she finally arrived at an old abandoned warehouse and quickly ran inside of it.
Michael parked a few blocks away, opting to follow on foot. He approached the warehouse cautiously, blending into the shadows cast by the flickering streetlights.
As he got closer, he could hear the echo of his footsteps on the cracked pavement. The dilapidated building loomed large, a sense of foreboding settling in.