one step below hell.
you are first greeted to a door that doesn't fit the door frame. the locks never worked, and there are boards where windows once existed, tightly sealed with nails to hold them in. pieces of tile were missing in the dirty bathroom, which also had a door that didn't shut. it smelled stale, and you were instantly overcome with fear. they don't return your money back once you realize you want to leave in order to escape death. but at this point, you're willing to give anything just to get out of satan's playground.
If you want to murder a crac* w***e, this is your place!.
If you want to murder a crac* w***e, this is your place! Not only do the rooms stink of stale funk, but the bed spread is filled with complimentary feces stains and cigarette burns.