Due to the lack of light, the narrow corridor was especially dark.
Jefferson, walking inside, turned a bend in the corridor and at last came to a slightly more spacious small room.
The room still had plenty of household items, indicating that someone had once lived here.
In the exact center of the small room, a square gap had been opened in the floor.
Jefferson peered downward, and the first thing he saw was an old wooden ladder.
The ladder, about three to four meters in length, led straight down, suggesting it might be something like a cellar below.
"I have to see what's in there!" Spurred by curiosity, Jefferson jumped down without hesitation.
With a THUD, Jefferson's feet landed firmly on solid ground.
After taking two steps forward, a bizarre fragrance suddenly rushed into his nostrils.
"This scent is... a wine cellar!"
Jefferson, who had entered a wealthy person's wine cellar for an Exorcism before, his eyes suddenly lit up.
