It looked like an old wine cellar, with low vaulted ceilings supported by massive arches and pillars. I followed the smell of leather down the stairs till I found myself in a dimly lit dungeon. It was downstairs in the basement of a large brick and sandstone building that was in need of restoration but then that would've destroyed the charm of the place.
The place was located in an old business district that had deteriorated into warehouses and off-beat shops and seedy bars.
