The break cabinet of workers. My question is, what workers?
Behind the door was just another classroom.
Poor thing.
A small elevator for disabled and injured pupils.
Somebody again promises to kill me.
Another classroom. I think we are now on the top floor of the school.
I wonder what that has been.
One text asks to close the door, the other one not to lock it. I don’t know who to believe anymore.
This room could be divided into smaller sections.
Graffiti from the previous year.
It seems that several of the rooms in this area were connected.
I wonder what this area has been used for.
A biggish closet with tiles on the wall.
Some of the few items of furniture left in the school.
That looks like a toilet.
A skylight window.
Several doors, most of them closed.
The rules of using the school premises.
That was the upstairs. One more wing left to explore on the middle floor.