When I was little, I was afraid of things that I didn't see or know, between being in the shape of a house and being closed tightly, my parents used to always make me myths about not going far and playing with friends, because that's when I was little and This memory came to mind when I saw the building, and I also tried to take several angles that looked real to me and were familiar to me when I was a child.
This is a little story from my childhood that I consider very gloomy and reminds me of that small memory.